She looked at her father, who still had his head slightly lowered, and at her mother Li Mei, who was trying to act as if nothing had happened.
Qingyan took a deep breath and spoke in a low but sincere voice:
"Father… Mother… I'm sorry. I behaved badly earlier. I shouldn't have stormed out like that. I know you were only trying to help me."
Mo Tian quickly looked up, surprised by the apology. Li Mei smiled tenderly.
"Don't worry, daughter," her father said. "We understand you're under a lot of pressure. We only want what's best for you."
Qingyan nodded and continued:
"I want to ask you for a favor. Tomorrow and the day after… I'd like to train behind closed doors in my room. I need to concentrate completely before going to the academy. I don't want anyone to disturb me, not even for meals. Is that okay?"
Her parents exchanged a glance. Li Mei was the first to respond:
"Of course, Qingyan. If that's what you need to advance, go ahead. We support you in everything."
Mo Tian nodded with pride.
"Train hard. We'll take care of everything else."
Qingyan bowed her head slightly in thanks.
"Thank you."
After helping clean up a little, she retreated to her room. She closed the door carefully and made sure it was securely locked. The small room was lit only by an oil lamp and the moonlight coming through the window.
On the table lay the Shadow Moon Flower they had obtained. Qingyan looked at it for a moment and sighed.
"This herb should help me unlock my special physique… but first I need to get into a better state of mind."
She sat on the bed with her legs crossed, closed her eyes, and began to meditate. She tried to calm her mind, breathe deeply, and let the Qi flow peacefully.
But the calm didn't last long.
The memories of what had happened that afternoon came rushing back with force.
Her mother kneeling.
Herself kneeling beside her.
Massaging the feet of that ordinary man…
The satisfied look on the old man's face…
A strange heat began to spread through her body. It started in her lower abdomen and slowly rose toward her chest. Her nipples hardened beneath the thin fabric of her undergarments. She felt an uncomfortable but pleasurable tingling between her legs and, especially, on the sensitive skin of her large, round ass.
"What… what is happening to me?"
Her hands, as if they had a will of their own, moved slowly. First they rose to her small but firm breasts. She touched them shyly, squeezing lightly. A small moan escaped her lips before she could stop it.
She felt strange. Very strange.
"No… this isn't right. I must focus on cultivation…"
But her body wouldn't obey. One of her hands slowly slid down her abdomen, slipping beneath the fabric of her undergarments. Her fingers trembled as they touched that soft, sensitive area for the first time.
A shiver ran through her entire body.
"This… is…"
She couldn't finish the thought. Her fingers began to move on their own, exploring clumsily at first, then with more urgency. The pleasure was completely new to her. Never, not even in her life as the Immortal Emperor, had she felt anything like it.
Her breathing became ragged. Her hips moved slightly on instinct. She thought about the humiliation of that afternoon — kneeling, massaging feet — and instead of repulsion, she felt a stronger wave of arousal.
"Why… why is my body reacting like this…? I am… I am an emperor…"
But she could no longer stop.
Her fingers moved faster, pressing and rubbing that sensitive spot that sent waves of pleasure throughout her body. Her other hand continued squeezing one of her breasts, pinching the nipple hard.
The pleasure built rapidly, like a wave she couldn't control.
Her legs tensed. Her large ass clenched against the bed. A louder moan escaped her throat.
And then it came.
An intense, overwhelming orgasm — the first of her new life.
Her body arched violently. A hot, clear squirt soaked her fingers and drenched the sheets beneath her. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.
When it finally ended, Qingyan fell back onto the bed, panting heavily. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her undergarments were completely soaked, and the sheets below her were drenched.
She lay staring at the ceiling, dazed.
"What… what was that…?
I… I touched myself… like a vulgar whore…
And I came… so hard…"
A mixture of deep shame, rage, and confusion washed over her.
But then she felt it.
The Qi inside her had changed.
The stagnation that had tormented her for two years had broken. Spiritual energy now flowed much more strongly, purer, and more stable.
She had advanced.
Initial Foundation Establishment.
Qingyan slowly sat up, still panting. She looked at her wet hands and then at the dark stain on the sheets.
Mo Qingyan remained lying on the bed for several minutes, breathing heavily. The sheets beneath her were wet and cold. Her undergarments stuck uncomfortably to her skin. The slightly sweet scent of her own fluids lingered in the air of the small room.
Her mind, still dazed from the orgasm, began to work with the cold, calculating rationality of the former Immortal Emperor.
"This wasn't normal…
The pleasure was too intense. Too… treacherous.
My body reacted in a way I have never experienced.
It must be related to my special physique."
She slowly sat up, crossing her legs on the damp bed. She closed her eyes and tried to recall all the special physiques she had encountered in her previous life.
She had seen many.
The Frozen Moon Pure Yin Body, which allowed extremely fast absorption of yin energy.
The Reborn Phoenix Body, which converted pain into power.
The Forbidden Flower Body, which amplified pleasure during dual cultivation…
But none seemed to fully match what she had just felt.
"Masturbation… the extreme pleasure from touching myself…
Is there a physique that activates through self-pleasure?"
She thought of several rare constitutions she had studied in the past. She vaguely recalled one called the Hidden Desire Body, which increased cultivation through solitary sexual pleasure. But something didn't fit. That physique was powerful, yes, but it didn't explain the intensity with which her body had reacted precisely when she remembered the humiliation of the foot massage.
"Humiliation…"
The word echoed in her mind.
Suddenly, a clearer memory surfaced.
There were three especially rare and dangerous physiques that involved strong emotions:
1. Humiliating Dominator Body — a physique that grew in power when its owner humiliated and degraded others.
Qingyan discarded it almost instantly.
"That's not me. In my previous life, I was the one who humiliated others. Besides, I didn't feel pleasure from humiliating someone today… I felt pleasure from being humiliated."
2. Humiliated Warrior Body — a physique that activated when its owner was publicly humiliated during combat or battle.
She discarded this one quickly as well.
"It wasn't a fight. There was no battle. It was just… kneeling and massaging that old man's feet. It wasn't an honorable defeat in battle."
Only one physique remained.
Qingyan frowned and concentrated more deeply, searching through her forbidden memories.
And then she found it.
Fallen Dragon Submissive Yin Body
An extremely rare physique, considered cursed by many.
It activated primarily through personal humiliation, submission, and forced pleasure. The more inferior, degraded, or used one felt, the faster their power grew. It was a pure yin physique with maximum potential, but with a fatal weakness: it turned its bearer into a sex slave addicted to domination.
Qingyan's eyes snapped open.
She remained completely still.
The shock was so great that for several seconds her mind went blank.
"This…?
This is my physique…?"
She recalled fragments of ancient information. She had only heard of this physique once, from the mouth of an old hermit who described it as "the most powerful and most humiliating constitution a woman can possess." They said that whoever had it could ascend at monstrous speeds… as long as they accepted being used, degraded, and turned into a sexual toy.
Qingyan felt a shiver run through her entire body.
"No…
It can't be.
I am Mo Xie. The Immortal Emperor. The tyrant who fucked and discarded women like trash.
And now I… have to be the one who kneels?
The one who gets excited from being humiliated?"
She looked at her hands, still slightly damp. Then she looked at the dark stain on the sheets.
A new thought hit her with force.
"If this really is my physique…
then every time I am humiliated, every time I feel inferior…
my power will grow faster."
She brought her hands to her face, covering it.
"But… I have no intention of being with any man.
I will not let anyone touch me.
I will not become anyone's whore."
However, a treacherous little voice in the back of her mind whispered:
"Are you sure…?
Because your body… already reacted."
Qingyan sat on the bed for a long time, in silence, staring blankly.
For the first time since her reincarnation, the former Immortal Emperor didn't know what to do.
The shock was too great.
And the worst part was that, deep down, a part of her already felt curious.