Chapter 39: Suffering From Bad Choices

Damn… The consequences for my actions were much worse than anything I'd ever imagined.

It was an unfortunate encounter.

There was no way I could've known that Narration had changed somewhat because of my mentality.

'Desire' was no longer independent.

And it was because I was technically still a Demon.

Though I had degraded, I was still a Demon of both the Lust and Wrath category. A new breed of life.

Wrath Demons were solely independent, but their rage tended to overlap with each other at times.

Like how two solitary flames can merge into one.

Lust Demons we're also hyper-social creatures that had interest in others beyond way humanity itself.

These two aspects had transformed…

Maybe it was because of having 'Insightful Savant' that I'd mitigated this cursed trait on a normal day.

Maybe I shouldn't have taken it out of me…

I'd never knew an advantage would one day be considered enough of a drawback to think about it.

Originally, I would have kept 'Insightful Savant' even if it meant I'd become a Master of None.

But I was rational despite being a Demon now.

There were too many and an ever expanding number of techniques created every day. To try and master all of them wasn't a matter of decades I had, it was a matter of being able to know restraint.

To throw out useless techniques and keep what was useful. Cutting the weeds to keep the life of it.

This wouldn't be difficult for someone weak, but someone strong like me couldn't identify 'weeds'.

Since everything made me stronger, there was no inherent need for me to give up anything learnt.

It was thanks to knowing this that I'd become stubborn on not taking back Insightful Savant at all.

I had no intention becoming a weak immortal.

A pity that my decisions were about to be tested…

The moment we got near a certain room down the at the side, I felt my 8th sense as a demon roaring.

Someone was horny right now.

I could sense the atrocious feelings of this person.

Similar to how partial dive worked to make me a sort of empath, but much more intense than that.

This desire was suffocatingly powerful…

Intense enough that my mind felt woozy and my heart influenced. My body reacting accordingly.

I could feel pain in my manhood and fatigue.

Not the regular kind you'd get from jerking off, but the kind of lust you'd get from falling to addiction.

My libido that couldn't be suppressed whatsoever.

A desire so deep that it has activated this hidden trait of mine, along with a 'deep dive' of Narration.

I looked at myself being sucked into the black hole behind those closed doors and thought to myself:

'I should have stayed away.'

I, Adam Graham, was now officially fucked. I wasn't sure who this person was, but they were too horny.

Their addiction to sex stronger than mine…

There was no choice but to keep on heightening my shield of 'this is all an act'. Yup… Totally.

No way it wasn't, right?

I definitely wasn't getting out of this with my mind unscathed. Better to pretend to be crazy right now.

Act appropriately.

Pretending I liked being pushed into these perspectives. Being forced to understand others.

Even people I'd rather not even try to understand.

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It was a journey to spread the word of God. The Lord wouldn't want us to keep the message within.

Spread the words of the almighty across the land!

It was this desire that made me follow my ancestors and return to the land of my own kin.

I, Shi Touwu, was born a child of the mainland of the Qin Dynasty. Thus, my return was inevitable.

Returning to my roots.

Though my mother was a Christian believer, I still had some features that would let me be welcomed.

Even if they viewed foreigners with innate hostility.

All I wanted to do was spread the teachings of the bible, and was accepted by the dynasty as a guest.

Even if it costed our king some resources.

"One step at a time…" (Shi Touwu)

I mentioned this to my companions who went cold and hungry a few times. Surviving here was hard.

Forget expanding our influence, me and a few others had no choice but to learn self-defence.

These times were dangerous…

Bandits roamed the mainlands and all-out wars between rivalling Martial Sects weren't uncommon.

My people were even dragged into it a few times.

Thankfully, our best researchers at the European department of sciences helped us significantly.

I remembered the debriefing we were given by the Pine Household that had funded this endeavour.

Standing before the weak, but respectable head of an 'upstart' family was quite the new experience.

Others say the Pine Family barely earned their qualifications as a Noble Household, but I was sure of their commitment when I'd met these people firsthand. None of them were to be trifled with.

Although the department of sciences hadn't been able to work up many solutions to problems compared to the Alchemy Guilds, there was a bright flare to their philosophy that caught my eye.

Which was: "All things had a reason."

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Anything could be put under observation and analysed. Stripped of meaning then reiterated.

It made me want to become a researcher myself.

Compared to the pagan witchcraft which was modern alchemy, this cold logic suited us.

Though I wasn't sure why others didn't think the same… Believing 'science' to be wicked intent.

Too immoral and inhumane.

I couldn't really say anything in that regards…

Although our goal was to do peaceful missionary work in a foreign country, we needed some details.

Information that could help us survive there.

Although my grandparents originally came from the Qin Dynasty, we weren't aware of any changes.

The only thing we knew was knowledge of farming, language, and some key points about the culture.

Not the current state of the political climate.

If they were still rejecting 'foreigners' or not.

Somehow, we managed to find a few immigrants who were more than willing to work for a new life.

Apparently, they had been chased out of the mainlands… which wasn't a good sign at first.

Only through their sincerity and kindness did I believe that there had been a misunderstanding.

They readily subjected themselves to the Pine Household experiment in regards to 'Hybrid Qi'.

By using knowledge over techniques that had been gathered over the years, 'Qi' was given externally.

To put it simply: The embryo generation of newly titled 'Healers' were created for the first time.

It was found that through effort and dedication, a priest that focused on breathing and enlightenment could bestow power cultivated onto others. Even being able to transfer powers between Qi Users.

Since the immigrants that had come under our protection were also strong Qi Users, it was accepted that very few missionaries would return after being supplied techniques by these people.

I was given the sacred title of a 'Saintess'.

By transferring several adaptable Qi flows into my body, I would be the strongest among missionaries.

Able to protect myself under any circumstances.

With that, I was quickly sent on my way to the adventure of a lifetime. Learning of my own culture.

After heading into more populated areas away from the coast I'd arrived from, I got to a certain village.

There, I met a man who looked at me strangely.

My uniform of a nun, a habit, was something not usually seen in these parts. It was a spectacle.

But I didn't come alone.

Using the connections of my grandparents, we were able to connect to the Shi Family of merchants and create a line where we could sell a variety of things from the west. Gowns included.

A white coif that could be worn under the veil were also sold. Sharing religious meanings with them.

Although my dress sense had yet to become a trend, it at least wasn't as alien as it was at first.

Which was probably why the man slowly seemed to focus less on my clothes and more on my face.

My eyes were black, but there were some strands of blonde hair peeking out of the coif I'd worn.

He must have had great eyesight to notice that.

I walked up to the man and gave a traditional gesture of greeting. Cupping my hands elegantly.

My right hand covered my left hand, which wasn't fully closed and held in front with a slight bow.

"Greetings, my name is Shi Touwu. As you can guess, I've come a long way." It was a simple hello.

The man didn't seem to take me lightly because of it, and instead smiled quite handsomely instead.

"Welcome to Stonelake Village. I hope you find what you're looking for." Although it was wrong to say I was looking for something, it was easy to figure out what he meant beyond words spoken.

He was quite the catch. Someone like him would definitely help me spread the words of God faster.

I definitely had to-

…I definitely had to-

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Phew… I managed to cut my connection just before she got to the point of doing something disgusting.

Using the System as an anchor into reality, I moved the camera around to look through the nearby wall.

There were two bodies rubbing against each other there, but one party was enjoying herself real deep.

But Wu Tong didn’t interrupt the situation.

After having lead the way, the promiscuous girl smiled and tried to make some advances on him.

However, her efforts were shot down immediately.

I turned back around to watch the disappointed woman walk away. Wu Tong crouched nearby…

Looks like he was waiting for them to be done.

Too bad.

“Go inside and capture that woman for me.” There was a serious look in my eyes. I couldn’t ignore her.

And it had nothing to do with looks.

“…What? No! Why would I do that…?” Wu Tong tried to reject me, but I merely raised my hand.

“Urgh…!” He felt his Qi Centre shuddering and his life force stagnating. Pain flowing through his veins.

Each breath he took felt like grating on his insides.

“You either do as I say or die. Think of this as a quest you have to complete. Refuse, and you die here.” I have my ultimatum. That woman couldn’t escape me. There was no way I’d let her leave.

Wu Tong gritted his teeth and actually started to think about whether he should value his life or not.

I patiently waited for him to make a decision.

As someone who was replaceable, there was no way I’d hesitate sacrifice him for my own goals.

He could either adapt to me or die right now.

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