Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 218: Good Girl

"Pfff–Hahaha!!!"

Ophelia laughed heartily at his words. Just his annoyed face made her years all the more worth it.

After a few seconds, her laughter slowly dissolved, and her expression turned a bit serious.

"Rahu...you do not have to worry about that seed. It’s not harmful to you in the slightest, its only function is to absorb some residual soul energy from the surroundings...aka, the beings you kill."

"Oh, no wonder you wanted me to slaughter all those cultivators."

Despite his words, there was a tint of confusion floating in his eyes.

"The souls I have devoured through the Infernal Soul Devouring aren’t even fully assimilated yet. Some of them are still inside me...Although the quality of my soul is already the cream of the crop. I’ll still keep them, just in case."

He thought inwardly.

The count of souls he was talking about wasn’t a few hundred or thousand...It was more than a hundred thousand...premium quality ones.

Raising his gaze, "So? Have you achieved what was needed?"

Hearing these words, Ophelia looked at Rahu with a complicated expression.

"...I did. The seed should have absorbed sufficient soul energy by now."

She spoke, her voice barely a whisper. Seeing this, Rahu’s grin widened.

"Ophelia, oh Ophelia, how considerate of you. Do not think I’ll be running a charity here, your body is just the minimum requirement."

Biting her lips further, she asked, "What more do you need?"

"Your soul"

Saying that, he slowly raised his hands. The air shook; his purple orbs reflected a dark, purple orchid.

"Eat this, become mine. Forever"

He laid out the choices; there was no way he was foolish enough to miss this chance. But it wasn’t just his little brother’s thoughts.

If he bagged the woman in front of him, the possibilities were really vast. Her background was obviously not simple. Not to mention this woman’s mother, he really hit the jackpot this time around.

Look at her lascivious body; he could barely control his urges.

"So? What have you decided? You know my patience isn’t eternal, right?"

Ophelia’s body trembled slightly. She dropped her gaze to the man below her.

Staring in his eyes...more specifically the thing inside him...The seed, her mother’s soul seed.

Her eyes hardened, "Mother... all my life, I have relied on you—always protected, always shielded by your presence. You bore everything without a single complaint. Now... It is this ungrateful daughter’s turn to fulfill her duty."

She didn’t know how this single decision would change her entire life. Her future self would smile whenever she would remember this day.

"Rahu... my mother. If anything happens to her after accepting you, mark my words...even the High Heavens will tremble beneath my wrath."

Saying that, she snatched the Orchid from his hands and swallowed it in one single gulp.

In an instant, a small tattoo appeared on her back, specifically the outline of Rahu’s face.

"Heh, such strong words. I wonder if you’ll be able to follow them," said, his hands landing on her huge racks.

Ophelia frowned when she felt his hands on her assets, but she didn’t do anything...yet.

The feeling was heavenly, his hands felt they would sink in her breasts, they were soft...Like a cloud.

He kneaded them thoroughly. After playing with them to his heart’s content. He looked up to see her reddened face.

With a smirk on his face, he withdrew his hand.

"On your knees."

"What!? You can’t be serious!!" Ophelia looked at Rahu in horror when she heard that.

"I won’t be repeating."

Gritting her teeth, she slowly backed away from his lap. Reluctantly and for the first time in history. The ancient monster of the continent...knelt before a man.

Ophelia’s knees touched the cold ground beneath her, and her white hair cascaded all the way to the floor.

For a second, she simply stared at the bulge in his pants. Swallowing her saliva.

Rahu leaned back lazily against the throne, one arm draped lazily along the arms, and the other reached down and tilted her chin up slightly.

"Eyes on me," he said, voice low.

Her eyelashes flutter slightly. Slowly, deliberately, she reached for the tire of his pants.

Taking his pants down, his shaft sprang free, eager to see his new house.

Ophelia’s breath hitched as the scent hit her face. His hand moved from her chin towards her hair.

Gripping it gently, he spoke. "Start with your tongue. Also, how the heck are you still a virgin?"

Rahu was initially shocked when he heard this, almost dismissing the mere thought of it. After all, which person could go without sex for thousands of years and still be sane?

He for sure couldn’t miss a single day if some woman’s warm inside isn’t wrapped around his girth.

Ophelia ignored his question and leaned forward, her soft, hesitant tongue stretched forward and glided past his base.

Her eyes instantly widened as a jolt of pleasure shot through her body.

Rahu smiled when he saw this, his finger flexing around her hair.

"Good girl"

The praise should have been infuriating to her pride; instead, it sent a shameful spark down her spine.

She looked up, locking her eyes with his. Her cheeks flushed as she took more of him, inch by inch. Her saliva coated his girth, and some dropped on the floor below.

​After a few seconds, the tip of his dick finally touched the back of her throat. Ophelia frowned: she had never done this before, and she didn’t know she could even debase herself in such a humiliating way.

Rahu did not hurry her. Her finger traced her hollowed cheeks and nose. With a smirk on his face, he pinched her little nose.

His laws had already suppressed her cultivation and her Divine Spark. She was a mortal, basically.

Ophelia’s eyes widened as an intense gag kicked in. She choked on his dick, but couldn’t breathe. Her lips had already stretched way past what her pretty little jaws could handle.

With his other hand, he grabbed her hair.

"Ophelia, your throat. It truly is the divine. I don’t doubt that this beauty and body would have caused wars in ancient times."

Saying that, he pressed her head deeper.

"Heh, only six inches are in. There are five more to go!"