Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

The chaotic true essence within his body increased several times over, surging and roaring through his meridians.

Cool.

It felt so good I wanted to roar to the heavens.

This is an absolute stunner!

He gained a demon saintess for free and even advanced his cultivation to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

If another spirit boat were to fall from the sky right now, he could catch it with one hand and kick it around like a ball.

Lin Mo opened the system panel and checked the other two rewards.

[Devouring Heaven Demon Technique]: An ancient top-tier demonic art. It can forcibly devour the spiritual energy, essence, blood, cultivation, and even the power of laws of heaven and earth, transforming them into one's own true essence.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

What an overbearing technique!

Isn't this just a plus version of the Star Absorbing Technique from the cultivation world?

It can devour spiritual energy, blood and qi, and even absorb divine souls and the power of laws.

Most importantly, it has absolutely no side effects.

This technique, combined with the chaotic true essence within his body, is an absolute and invincible killing technique.

From now on, if I don't like someone, I'll just go up to them and give them a good shove.

Lin Mo continued reading.

【Soul-Binding Lock】: A divine-grade demonic artifact. It can ignore physical defenses and directly lock onto the enemy's soul. The life or death of the locked-off individual is entirely in the hands of the artifact's owner.

Lin Mo had a thought.

A jet-black iron chain, emitting a ghostly glow, appeared out of thin air in my palm.

The surface of the iron chain is covered with densely packed runes.

It can even lock the soul directly?

This thing is a godsend for catching people as pets.

Lin Mo casually flicked his wrist.

The black iron chain left a trail of afterimages in mid-air, making a crisp rattling sound.

Upon hearing this voice, Ye Meier abruptly raised her head.

She stared intently at the black iron chain in Lin Mo's hand.

"Soul-binding chains!?"

Night Enchantress screamed, her voice cracking.

"This is a sacred artifact of my demon race, lost for 100,000 years! How did it end up in your hands?!"

The Night Charm's CPU is completely burned out.

Just how many secrets is this man hiding?!

Not only is the cultivation technique he practices even more wicked than that of the demon race, but now he can even casually pull out sacred artifacts from the demon race!

What kind of monster is he?!

"You don't need to know."

Lin Mo walked up to Ye Meier and flicked his wrist.

Whoa!

The Soul-Binding Lock transformed into a black light, instantly wrapping around Ye Meier's neck.

The chain quickly retracted, eventually transforming into an exquisite black collar that clung tightly to her fair neck.

Night Enchantress let out a muffled groan.

She could clearly feel that a cold shackle had been placed deep within her soul.

With just a single thought from the man before her, her soul would vanish instantly.

He was completely reduced to a prisoner.

No, they're not even as good as prisoners.

They were slaves.

Lin Mo squatted down, pinched her chin with two fingers, and lifted it up.

"From this day forward, you will be my personal maid."

"Do whatever I tell you to do. Kill whom I tell you to kill."

"If anyone dares to harbor even the slightest disloyalty, he/she will be annihilated, body and soul."

Ye Meier bit her lower lip, and a trickle of blood oozed out.

But faced with that absolute power and the shackles on her soul, the pride of the Demon Saintess was utterly shattered.

She lowered her head, her forehead pressed against the cool gold brick.

"This servant...yes."

"Put your clothes on and come out with me."

Lin Mo stood up and kicked the black strips of cloth on the ground.

Night Enchantress pushed herself up from the ground.

Her two pale thighs were still trembling uncontrollably, and she could not even stand up straight.

She bent down and picked up the few pieces of cloth that were barely enough to cover her body, and wrapped them haphazardly around herself.

Lin Mo looked him up and down, then shook his head.

These tattered pieces of cloth couldn't cover anything anyway, and now that they're torn to shreds, they've revealed even more of her private parts.

If this were taken out, those thousands of Imperial Guards outside would surely die on the spot from nosebleeds.

"These clothes are no longer wearable."

Lin Mo opened the system panel and clicked on the FunDuoDuo Wardrobe.

He swiped his finger across the light screen twice.

I selected a black stockings and bodycon skirt set, a mature and sophisticated look.

In addition, a pair of 12cm red-soled high heels.

Click to extract.

A flash of light.

A set of neatly folded clothes appeared in Lin Mo's hands.

A white shirt, a black pencil skirt, a pair of sheer black stockings, and those aggressively styled high heels.

Lin Mo handed the clothes to Ye Meier.

"Change to this."

Ye Meier stared blankly at the pile of strange fabrics.

She had lived in the Canglan Realm for so many years and had never seen this style of clothing before.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Night Enchantress picked up the pair of black stockings.

It's so thin it's almost transparent, and it feels incredibly smooth to the touch.

She looked at it from left to right, trying to put her head inside.

Lin Mo was speechless.

"Are you robbing a bank?! Not wearing a hood over your head!"

Ye Meier quickly pulled the stockings off her head and tried to put them on her arms.

Lin Mo was completely speechless.

"Come here, I will teach you myself."

Lin Mo plopped down on the stone platform next to the bronze pillar.

Night Enchantress walked over cautiously.

"sit down."

Lin Mo patted his thigh.

Ye Meier gritted her teeth and obediently straddled Lin Mo's lap.

Lin Mo picked up a pair of stockings.

"Stretch your legs straight."

Night Enchantress stretched out her right leg.

Lin Mo rolled the stockings into a circle and slipped them onto her small toes.

Push your hands upwards along your ankles.

The stockings clung tightly to her skin, making her already long legs appear even straighter and more shapely.

The extreme contrast between black and white creates a powerful visual impact.

Push down to the groin area.

Lin Mo hooked his fingers around the edge of the stockings and pulled them up.

Snapped.

The elastic band bouncy against the fair skin.

Ye Meier trembled and let out a suppressed moan.

"My benefactor..."

"Call me master," Lin Mo corrected.

"Master...Master..." Ye Meier's cheeks were flushed red.

Lin Mo picked up the other stocking and did the same thing.

After putting on the stockings, Lin Mo picked up the white shirt.

"Raise your hands."

Night Enchantress raised her hands.

Lin Mo put the shirt on her and buttoned it up for her one button at a time.

Button it up to your chest.

Lin Mo stopped what he was doing.

This fox spirit's figure is simply too exaggerated.

The buttons on my white shirt are impossible to fasten; if I try to button them, they'll definitely pop off.

Lin Mo simply unbuttoned the top three buttons, revealing a large expanse of snow-white cleavage and delicate collarbones.

"Alright, that's fine, that's good."

Next up was a black bodycon skirt.

Lin Mo told Ye Meier to stand up and put the dress on from the bottom up.

The skirt was extremely tight.

It tightly hugs that exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio.

Ye Meier felt her lower body was being squeezed so tightly that she could hardly breathe, and even taking a step was difficult.

"Master... these clothes are too tight... I can't walk..."

Night Enchantress twisted her waist, trying to pull her skirt down.

"Don't move."

Lin Mo slapped that pert, rounded curve.

A crisp sound.

Ye Meier immediately became obedient, biting her lip and daring not to move again.

Finally, there were those red-soled high heels.

Lin Mo held Ye Meier's ankle and helped her put on her shoes.

Twelve-centimeter stiletto heels.

As soon as Ye Meier stood up straight, her ankles buckled and she fell directly into Lin Mo's arms.

"How can the heel of these shoes be so thin, only as thin as a needle! How can I walk in them!"

Ye Meier clung tightly to Lin Mo's shirt, like a penguin just learning to walk.

Lin Mo put his arm around her waist and looked her up and down.

White shirt, black stockings, pencil skirt, high heels.

Coupled with that bewitchingly beautiful face and the black soul-binding collar around her neck.

She is both innocent and lustful, lustful and wild.

If this were in modern times, it would be the pinnacle of uniform fetishism.

"You'll get used to it after walking a few more steps."

Lin Mo pinched her cheek.

"Come, come with me and see the world."