The Yandere System in the World of Cultivation

“What do you think?” – Asked a woman with a seductive figure and a veil on her face to the man opposite.

He wore plain black clothes without any expensive jewelry, but this could not help but make him stand out from the crowd even more, his white hair and violet eyes made his already handsome features stand out even more and easily distinguishable from the crowd.

Of course, that man was Victor.

It had been eight days since he had left the clan and it was only this morning that they reached the central city of the Northern Region where the selection for the various sects was about to take place.

During this time, Victor worked hard to achieve the late stage of Earthly Ascension(2), which put him on par with many geniuses from other prestigious clans who persevered in cultivation from an early age with only one goal, to become the strongest of their generation and stand above all the others.

As for Victor, he didn’t have that grand of a goal, at least in his opinion. All he wants is to retain his peaceful human life and exact his revenge on the gods.

“It’s… I don’t even know how to describe it” – Victor swallowed hard while looking around the capital city of the empire._-.

His previous image of the capital city, city of cultivators, was shattered to smithereens. He expected it to be a place full of power greedy people, massacres, etc. His imagined picture of the city was rather pessimistic.

But he was completely mistaken, there was no lawlessness at all and it looked as if everyone followed the set rules, the city was constantly patrolled by guards while small children ran through the streets.

‘They’re mortals.’ Victor noticed the figures of the commoners, unlike the guards, who were clearly cultivators, and not the weakest of the bunch. Of course, he wasn’t a fool who would believe that everything was as good as it seemed.

After all, even in his eyes, ordinary mortals appear as if ants as opposed to cultivators, and if he had such a point of view, it was pointless to think what arrogant cultivators thought they were.

As he looked up, he noticed many young men and women flying on their swords to a certain place.

‘Looks like they’re here for the selection.’ Squinted his eyes at the huge crowd of young people and thought to himself.

After he successfully broke through to the late stage Victor could see with his eyesight over a great distance, narrowing his eyes he noticed that in that direction was a huge square in the center of which stood a small stele.

[Notice: stele is a vertical wooden or stone slab with a carved inscription. Its height ranges from several centimeters to several meters.]

But, because it was too far away, he could not make out the inscriptions on it.

“Victor, what about dual cultivation?”

A sweet voice near his ear, interrupted Victor’s thoughts, while he was in his thoughts Mikena coquettishly grabbed his arm with her small hands and leaning her soft body began to literally molest him in the middle of the street.

From the outside perspective it looked as if the woman was literally trying to molest the man, as if she were attempting to **** him in broad daylight.

If it were not for that dangerous look that Mikena had at the sight of their approach, many would have tried to save Victor from her clutches, but unfortunately there was no such person who had the courage to confront Mikena, cause just by one look one could tell that she was likely a madwoman.

Victor did not seem to notice it, and even if he did he would not care, as long as she was loyal to him and did not hurt him, it was all right. He did not blush or try to escape her steel grip like many Japanese protagonists would do, he easily wrapped his fingers around hers and lightly squeezed as if to say that she was his property.

At least it looked that way, those men who saw the crazy woman in Mikena were shocked because the air around her took a 180 degree turn and her crazy expression was gone and in its place flourished a look of a young innocent, embarrassed girl.

“Now is not the time, I have a quest to fulfill.” – Victor answered briefly.

“Quest… System…” These words ran through Mikena’s head many times and she couldn’t give a rational answer to them. During their travel Victor kept saying that he needed to get into the demonic sect because of a quest from the system.

Mikena did not understand at all what was the quest or system that Victor was talking about, sometimes it even seemed to her that after all his hard years of life he had developed psychological problems and he invented non-existent tasks to occupy his mind.

She could not find an answer to this question, and when she decided to ask about the system, Victor flatly refused to answer, saying that it was not her business. He too, had his doubts, because it seems that Mikena did not have an inkling of knowledge pertaining to the system, so he decided not to disclose it.

Soon Mikena became desperately curious and even after giving him an incredibly pleasurable blowjob, he didn’t spill the beans and soon began to ignore the question altogether. She tried to forget about it, knowing that he wouldn’t tell her anything.

“Do you want me to accompany you?” – She asked curiously, realizing that it would probably be better if she didn’t go.

“Yes, you’re coming with me.” – Pulling her mesmerizing body toward him, Victor said.

He didn’t want Mikena to disappear somewhere and then have to search for her all over the town, so he chose the best option, to just take her with him. She wasn’t a nuisance and was quite useful the whole way to the town.

So now too, Victor was counting on her to be able to clarify things he wasn’t aware of, because Victor’s past memory was completely crap.

“By the way, are you going to join a sect, too?” – He asked with interest.

Mikena raised her head to meet his eyes, then immediately drew his head with her hands and kissed him.

While their tongues danced between them, Victor’s hands explored her body in every way possible; it had become quite commonplace by now, it seemed to have become a habit of his during the days of travel.

“Of course, yes. Wherever you go, I’ll go too!” – Licking her lips seductively after the kiss, Mikena said, making Victor’s throat slightly dry as she wielded her soft tongue.

He tried to cool down his urges and not act impulsively by dragging Mikena into an inn and fucking her for a couple of hours, but he managed to hold back with the last of his strength and only because he wanted to progress with the quest.