Chapter 10: The Billion-Dollars Ticket and the Dark Web of Power
If you're wondering why I haven't shared any steamy stories about the six girls I corrupted, it's time for some brutal honesty.
First: I'm not really a fan of smut chapters. Okay, that's a lie—I do enjoy the idea of writing them, but my skill level is embarrassing at best. So, to spare you all the cringe and me the embarrassment, I've kept those scenes deliberately vague.
Second—and this is the truth—these six girls aren't main characters in the grand play of Tian Mo's rise. They are tools—quiet movers in the background. Their roles are to expand my influence covertly, perform menial but crucial tasks, and then fade away as new and more important players take center stage.
I don't waste emotional capital, narrative energy, or cultivation resources on expendable pawns. Only those who serve my grand scheme merit full attention—and all others remain shadows.
It's been six months since I was reborn as Tian Mo, five months since that first night with Emily—my first true follower and the catalyst for everything to come.
From the second month onward, my days were consumed by university lectures and the quiet accumulation of capital through betting, investing, and lottery tickets, using the advantage granted by my Fortune Seeing Eyes. I knew the patterns, sensed the flows of luck, and timed my actions to perfection.
Nights were devoted to intense cultivation and training—both of myself and Emily. Our sessions combined the brutal refinement of the Primordial Chaos Divine Sins Emperor Technique with the intoxicating, dark seduction of its darker branch: the Mother-Daughter Dual Cultivation Variant Technique.
This specialized technique was a cruel masterpiece—designed not just to cultivate power individually, but to enslave partners through pleasure, harvest their lifeforce and cultivation energy, and convert it into raw power for the main user. It twisted joy and desire into chains of devotion and dependence.
With Emily, I unleashed this technique fully. Each night was a dance of pleasure and power, eroding her morals and reweaving her will so thoroughly that by the end of the second month, she called me "Master" in private, her devotion absolute.
Emily was not merely a follower—she was a queen in the shadows, a weapon forged through pleasure and cultivation. Her loyalty was my fortress.
But her role was just the start.
I began to expand my web—targeting her closest female friends. These six girls, each with their own ambitions and charm, became my next subjects of cultivation and corruption.
Guided by Emily by practicing this technique, they fell one by one to the allure of the power and pleasure of Mother-Daughter Dual Cultivation Demonic Technique—each encounter a blend of seduction, pleasure, and cultivation energy harvest.
This branch cultivation technique worked like nothing else. The girls who practice it approached their targets—usually rich, powerful, or influential individuals—and used their cultivated allure to seduce them. Through intimate dual cultivation, they harvested the victim's lifeforce and, if cultivators, their cultivation energy.
The process involved overwhelming the target with waves of pleasure enhanced by the Chaos Evil Qi. This wasn't mere ecstasy—it was an addictive, mind-altering flood that burned away resistance, even damaging brain cells to deepen subjugation.
Some targets, close in strength or merely mortal, would become mindless slaves, utterly devoted and completely controlled. Cultivators weakened by the drain found their growth stunted while the corrupted girls grew stronger.
The daughters in this dark system didn't just harvest power for themselves—they also channeled part of it back to me.
Through secondary dual cultivation sessions with me, their increased strength and lifeforce were shared, fueling my own cultivation breakthroughs. These encounters were the pinnacle of bliss—many times more pleasurable than ordinary sessions—binding their happiness and purpose to serving me.
Alongside expanding my network of corrupted and empowered followers, the lottery jackpot was announced and claimed—the billion-dollar prize that was my seed capital for global ambition.
With the winning ticket in my grasp, I immediately set to work converting this fortune into strategic power.
No idle cash piles for me.
I funneled the money into hard assets: high-value real estate in key cities, stakes in burgeoning tech firms, pharmaceutical companies on the brink of breakthroughs, and lucrative business ventures tied to the hidden circles of worldly power.
Cash in banks is vulnerable—prone to cyber hacks, legal maneuvers, or political plundering. Hard assets are tangible, unassailable, and key to wielding influence.
Owning prime properties near influential business hubs also gave me strategic bases for operations, safe houses, and crucial leverage when targeting powerful, high-ranking heroines—especially CEO-types whose loyalties and resources could bend my way.
With these moves, I became a billionaire—a figure of intrigue, influence, and quiet power. Wealth brought me invitations to exclusive gatherings, where political and business elites mingled, strategized, and exchanged favors.
On the surface, I was a modest, talented investor. Beneath, I was a cultivator weaving a secret empire.
Emily and her six sisters became the shadows moving behind the scenes—eyes and ears positioned in key circles, corrupting others, spreading influence, and harvesting energy for me.
Their power grew silently, and each encounter with a target was both a cultivation and conquest.
So only in six months, I had built a fortress of money, power, devotion, and cultivation.
But the Hidden Circle watches, the Heavenly Chosen quietly stir waves in other part of the world, and the world waits for the next player to make their move.
I am Tian Mo.(Yours truly!)
Reborn.(Definitely!)
Unstoppable.(D-Definitely!?)
Ruthless.(I think so!?)