Mo Qingyan opened her eyes before dawn. The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by the weak light coming through the window. She lay on the bed for several minutes, staring fixedly at the ceiling.
The events of the previous night returned to her mind in painful fragments.
The dance.
The spanks on her ass.
The orgasm while screaming Huo Ling's name.
The humiliation of licking and moving like a whore.
A wave of regret and shame washed over her. Her face heated up just from remembering it.
"How could I have gone that far…?
I am Mo Xie… the Immortal Emperor.
And last night… I behaved like a desperate slave."
She got up from the bed with determination. She didn't want to see Huo Ling that morning. She didn't want to give her the opportunity to humiliate her again so soon.
She dressed quickly in the black disciple uniform and slipped out of her room without making a sound. She walked straight to the Vice Dean's private training hall, deliberately avoiding the hallway that led to Huo Ling's room.
The Vice Dean was already there when she arrived. The man looked at her with surprise upon seeing her appear alone and so early.
"Mo Qingyan… you're earlier than expected," he said with a slight smile. "Huo Ling hasn't arrived yet."
"I prefer to start as soon as possible, Master," Qingyan replied in a respectful but firm voice.
The Vice Dean nodded and began the lesson without waiting.
Today they focused on practical sword exercises. The master showed her more advanced movements of the "Flowing Cloud Sword" and combinations with the "Lightning Cutting Sword." Qingyan executed every form with surprising precision and speed.
The Vice Dean watched with growing astonishment.
Her movements were fluid, almost perfect for someone who had just entered Foundation Establishment. Her speed was exceptional, and the explosive power in the final cuts was much greater than expected for her level.
Midway through the session, the master stopped and looked at her attentively.
"Mo Qingyan… your progress is abnormal. Last night you were at Initial Foundation Establishment. Now… you're at Mid Foundation Establishment. And I sense you're on the verge of breaking through to Peak Foundation Establishment."
Qingyan remained still, sword still in hand. She said nothing.
The Vice Dean narrowed his eyes.
"How is this possible? What did you do last night?"
Qingyan lowered her gaze for a moment, hiding the truth.
"I only trained intensely, Master. Nothing more."
The Vice Dean observed her for a few more seconds but didn't press further.
"Whatever it was, your speed and control are impressive. Keep this up and you will be able to advance very quickly."
Qingyan nodded, but inside she felt a mix of satisfaction and bitterness.
"It's because of what happened last night with Huo Ling…
Because of the humiliation… because I came while being degraded…
My physique is giving me power… but at what cost."
Despite the advancement, a part of her still hated it.
"It's not worth it…
I don't want to keep depending on humiliation to grow.
There must be another way."
She finished the training before Huo Ling arrived. She bid farewell to the Vice Dean with a respectful bow and quickly left the hall.
She didn't want to run into the red-haired girl.
She decided to go straight to the central library. She needed more information about her physique. If she could understand it better, perhaps she could find a way to control or mitigate it.
As she walked through the academy hallways, her mind kept turning.
"The Yin Submissive Dragon Body…
If it's true that it grows through humiliation… then every time I allow myself to be humiliated, I will advance faster.
But… how far am I willing to go?"
She reached the library and entered in silence. She headed to the section on special constitutions and rare physiques, searching for any ancient records that might help her better understand her own condition.
For the first time, Qingyan felt she needed urgent answers.
And she was willing to seek them alone.
Qingyan spent hours in the Central Library, moving through the deepest and darkest shelves. She had gone through section after section:
"Rare Yin Constitutions,"
"Cursed Physiques,"
"Forbidden Bodies for Women,"
"Anomalies of the Female Dao."
She flipped through hundreds of jade slips and ancient scrolls, searching for any mention that could explain or give her control over her own physique.
Nothing.
Not a single line matched what she was feeling. No description spoke of a body that activated specifically through personal humiliation, submission, and forced pleasure. She found physiques related to pure yin, to pain, to shared pleasure, to emotional dependency… but none fit exactly with hers.
Frustration grew with every passing hour. Her eyes grew tired from reading ancient characters, and her mind began to fog from exhaustion.
"How is it possible there's nothing…?
This physique is so rare that it isn't even documented… or it's so forbidden that they hide it."
She was about to give up. She closed the last jade slip with a sigh and headed toward the exit, her shoulders slightly slumped.
Then she saw him.
Lin Hao was standing beside a nearby shelf, examining a book with a concentrated expression. When he noticed her, he looked up and smiled with his usual kindness.
"Mo Qingyan… still here? You've been searching for hours. Are you okay?"
Qingyan hesitated. Her instinct told her not to trust anyone. But the frustration and need for answers were stronger. She glanced both ways to make sure no one else was nearby and spoke in a low voice:
"I'm looking for information on… cursed physiques for women. Something related to problematic yin constitutions. I don't know exactly what mine is, but I need to understand it."
Lin Hao blinked, clearly surprised by the honesty. He looked at her for a second, as if evaluating her, then nodded seriously.
"I understand. There are things that aren't in the public sections. Follow me. But don't say anything and walk behind me."
He led her down a little-used side hallway to a hidden door behind a rotating shelf. Lin Hao pressed a specific spot on the wall and the door opened with a soft click, revealing a narrow staircase leading down to a secret basement.
They descended in silence.
The underground room was small, illuminated by pale blue qi spheres. The shelves here were older and dustier, with books and jade slips that looked untouched for decades. The air smelled of old paper and stagnant qi.
Lin Hao searched a specific shelf and pulled out a thick book with a black leather cover. He placed it carefully on a stone table and opened it.
"This book only contains humiliating and cursed physiques for women. They are constitutions considered 'forbidden' or 'dangerous' because they corrupt the mind or body of whoever possesses them. They aren't in the normal library for a reason."
Qingyan approached and began to read.
Lin Hao explained each one in detail,
pointing out the most important passages.
1. Slave Flower Body
A physique that forces the bearer to feel intense pleasure when obeying orders from anyone stronger than her. The more humiliating or degrading the order, the greater the pleasure and the faster her cultivation advances. The downside is that it creates an almost addictive emotional dependency on whoever gives the orders.
2. Public Pleasure Constitution
The bearer feels overwhelming pleasure when being watched or humiliated in public. Every lustful glance, every insult, or every embarrassing situation increases her power. It is a physique that turns exposure and shame into fuel for cultivation, but it destroys the dignity of whoever possesses it.
3. Eternal Maid Body
The person with this physique gains power when performing humiliating service tasks (cleaning, serving, obeying). The more degrading the task, the faster she progresses. Many cultivators who had it ended up as willing servants of stronger sects, unable to resist the pleasure they felt from serving.
4. Pain Conversion Constitution
Physical or emotional pain is directly transformed into pleasure and power. Every blow, every insult, or every situation of abuse increases her cultivation. It is one of the most dangerous physiques because the bearer eventually actively seeks suffering to become stronger.
5. Forced Desire Body
The bearer feels overwhelming sexual desire when touched or dominated against her will. The physique forces her to become aroused even when her mind resists, turning any non-consensual situation into a source of pleasure and cultivation advancement.
Qingyan read each description carefully, but none matched exactly what she was feeling. None mentioned the specific combination of personal humiliation, voluntary submission, and treacherous pleasure that defined her physique.
She closed the book and looked at Lin Hao.
"Is there any physique worse than these?"
Lin Hao remained silent for a moment. Then he took out a much older book from a hidden shelf, with a worn cover and no visible title. He placed it carefully in front of her.
"This book only contains information about a single physique. It is extremely rare and dangerous. Very few people know about it."
Qingyan opened the book with trembling hands.
On the first page, written in ancient and elegant characters, was the name:
Fallen Dragon Submissive Yin Body
And below it, a detailed description that matched perfectly with everything she had experienced.
Qingyan stared at the pages, her eyes wide open.
Lin Hao remained silent beside her, watching her with a calm but intense expression.
Qingyan took the ancient book with trembling hands. The black leather cover was worn by time, with no visible title — only a dragon engraved in relief that seemed to stare at her with empty eyes. The moment her fingers touched the surface, she felt a strange, oppressive aura emanate from the book, as if something ancient and alive was watching her from its pages.
Lin Hao stood to the side in silence, watching her with restrained concern.
She took a deep breath and opened the book to the first page.
The ancient characters glowed faintly upon contact with her Qi, as if the book recognized its bearer. Qingyan's consciousness tried to read everything at once, but something strange happened: an invisible barrier seemed to block her mind. She couldn't absorb the full information the way she usually did with other texts. She could only grasp fragments, as if the book itself resisted revealing all its contents at once.
The first lines she managed to read were brutal:
"The Yin Submissive Dragon Body is the most powerful and most humiliating physique a woman can possess.
It is a curse disguised as a blessing. No woman who has had it has ever managed to resist it. All of them eventually fell into complete submission, turned into slaves to their own pleasure.
This body does not merely grow through humiliation… it demands it. It adores it. It needs it to exist."
Qingyan felt a shiver run down her spine. Her breathing quickened.
"No woman has ever managed to resist it…?
They all fell…?"
She continued reading with difficulty. The book seemed to filter the information, showing her only what it wanted her to see.
She managed to grasp two effects before her vision blurred and a treacherous wave of heat invaded her body:
First effect she read:
"Pleasure from being struck: Every physical blow to the bearer's body, especially on the ass and face, turns into pure pleasure. The more humiliating and forceful the strike, the greater the pleasure and the faster her cultivation advances. Her body will learn to crave the blows, to arch itself to receive them, to tremble in anticipation even when her mind rejects them."
Second effect she read:
"Pleasure from verbal humiliation: Every degrading insult generates a wave of pleasure that courses through her body. The more public and cruel the insult, the more intense the effect. The bearer will eventually become aroused just from hearing words like 'slut,' 'useless whore,' or ' slave.'"
Qingyan felt her stomach tighten.
"It's… a combination…
It's worse than all the physiques I read about before…
It's a fusion of all the worst aspects…"
The heat in her lower abdomen became unbearable. She felt herself growing wet between her legs, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her dress. Her large ass tensed involuntarily, as if already anticipating blows that had not yet come.
She couldn't continue reading.
With trembling hands, Qingyan slammed the book shut. The oppressive aura disappeared, but the heat in her body remained, throbbing strongly.
Lin Hao approached, worried.
"Are you okay? You look pale… Did the book do something to you?"
Qingyan didn't answer immediately. She remained silent, gaze lowered, trying to control her breathing.
"Why…?
Why did this physique have to be mine…?
Of all possible physiques… why this one… the most humiliating, the most degrading…?"
Lin Hao insisted gently:
"Was any of those physiques you read about… yours?"
Qingyan looked up. Her expression was serious and cold, trying to hide the chaos she felt inside.
"No," she lied in a firm voice. "None of them is mine."
Lin Hao looked at her for another second, as if he didn't quite believe her, but he didn't press.
"Alright… If you need to talk about anything, I'm here."
Qingyan stood up abruptly, putting the book in her bag without looking at it.
"I have to go to closed-door training. Thank you for your help."
She turned and left the secret room without waiting for a reply, walking quickly toward the library exit.
Lin Hao remained staring at her back as she left, with a thoughtful expression.
Qingyan stepped out into the open air of the academy, breathing deeply to calm herself.
Her mind kept repeating the words from the book.
"No woman has ever managed to resist it…
They all ended up falling into complete submission…"
She clenched her fists.
"I will not be like them.
I will not fall.
Even if this physique tries to turn me into a whore…
I will still be the Emperor."
But as she walked toward the training hall, she clearly felt how her body was still throbbing with heat.