Maid

Working with his hands and reshaping the body was quite easy with the help of his auxiliary thinking skills.

The difficult part was creating the character, shaping a new personality for the new follower.

Since he already had Qiuyue, who was cute and fun, naturally, he wanted a different kind of follower, like collecting super rare characters in the game.

While doing so, Niu Chang also noticed the difference in Qin Qing's body that made her charred black instead of turning into a hollow husk.

Niu Chang concluded, 'She has a special constitution with an affinity for fire. It remains dormant most of the time, but a small leak causes her anger problems.'

Multitasking, Niu Chang finally found something fun to do in this empty and dark underground cave.

Tinkering with something new and expecting the unexpected naturally piqued his endless curiosity.

As Niu Chang's meticulous work came to completion, an unconscious woman lay before him. She was a breathtaking sight, distinct from the charming and playful Qin Qing. Every detail had been carefully crafted to transform her into a whole new person.

Starting from the top, her head was adorned with blazing red hair, radiating a fiery aura. Her face possessed exquisite features, with phoenix eyes that seemed to hold a flickering flame within them and delicate, inviting lips. Her figure was a marvel to behold—her bosom ample and bountiful, requiring more than one hand to hold, complemented by a narrow waist and well-proportioned curves.

Niu Chang had meticulously shaped her appearance, reaching the pinnacle of beauty for a woman in her mid-twenties, subtly infused with a mature charm that typically graced those in their late thirties.

He couldn't help but approve of the result, finding her appearance befitting of his follower.

While admiring every aspect of his arduous work, the woman finally stirred and woke up.

Her long, slender phoenix eyelids fluttered open, revealing mesmerizing ember-shaped pupils with flickering flames dancing within.

'Damn, it's incredible that such exquisite eyes exist, seemingly more valuable in their visual appeal than for practicality,' Niu Chang remarked silently. 'But fortunately, I reside in a fantasy world where strength holds greater significance than anything else.'

As she stared at the joyful Niu Chang, the woman immediately woke up and bowed her head.

"Master," she said solemnly.

"Good," Niu Chang acknowledged. 'Finally, my own personal heaven-defying, country-toppling jade beauty!'

'Not only that, but she also has a faithful maid as her core personality!'

'Kuahahahaahahahahahahahaahahahah…'

Unable to contain his excitement, Niu Chang got lost in his thoughts.

Even with his auxiliary thinking skills and unlimited qi, there were limitations to how much personality he could instill in his maid.

Naturally, her knowledge would be limited, and she wouldn't be much different from Qiuyue.

Since her master hadn't done or said anything, the maid kept her head down, waiting for further instruction.

Unable to stop his maniacal laughter echoing in his mind, Niu Chang pushed away his distracting thoughts and moved on to the next step.

"Alright, since you're awake, my work here is done. Go get your clothes from those sacks over there and come find me afterwards," Niu Chang instructed her.

She immediately stood up and gave a devastating visual impact to Niu Chang. His heartbeat increased, and a surge of heat filled his body—something was rising within him.

But he didn't do anything as he watched her walk away.

With every step she took, her long red hair cascaded down her back, flowing all the way to her thighs. Occasionally, the strands parted, providing fleeting glimpses of her curves.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Niu Chang couldn't help but complain to his second brain. 'Hey, why isn't the body transformation skill working? Have you finished analyzing the problem?'

Since the three auxiliary thinking skills were already mastered to perfection, Niu Chang could simply dump everything he wanted into them and wait for the result.

But even so, there were limitations. The body transformation skill they created was unusable for him.

And right now, they were analyzing the problem, but Niu Chang already knew the answer long ago—the Impossible Idea he had.

Since it was the pinnacle of body cultivation, he didn't know much about it.

But it was only a matter of time before he figured everything out.

The scenery on the outside was just too enticing for him to care about mundane tasks that could be solved with his second brain.

The maid rummaged through the clothes inside the sack while half-squatting. After a while, she picked up a set of clothes and put them on.

Her every movement when putting on the clothes was on a whole new level, making Niu Chang doubt what he had done to her.

'Does she have to be so demonically enchanting just by putting on clothes?' Niu Chang shook his head in approval.

In the end, with a forceful attempt to fit the small clothes onto her body, she finished changing.

Walking toward him, Niu Chang couldn't contain his astonishment at the sight before him. The maid's figure, accentuated by the tight-fitting clothes, possessed a captivating allure. Her body exuded a vibrant vitality and healthiness that left Niu Chang in awe.

Too healthy, in fact!

In the end all he could do was let out a sigh.

"What's wrong, master? Did I do something wrong?" the maid asked, her voice laced with concern.

She lowered her body, meeting Niu Chang's gaze, but her posture held a subtle charm that drew his attention.

Once again, he sighed, his admiration for her growing even stronger.

"Nothing," Niu Chang replied with a flat tone, struggling to contain his emotions. He gestured for her to sit in front of him. "Sit."

She obediently followed his command, settling before him. Her seated posture, though not cross-legged, displayed a gentle poise that added to her allure.

Niu Chang, who had relinquished any distracting thoughts, took a deep breath, trying to regain composure. But even as he did so, a delightful scent, meticulously modified by his own hand, reached his nostrils.

'Damn it!' he exclaimed inwardly.

. . .

In the Southern Region.

It was well known that there could only be one organization that used the word "cult" in its name—the notorious Heavenly Demon Cult.

Because of this, the faction compass in the Southern Region was divided into three: righteous, demonic, and heretic.

The first two were self-explanatory, but the last one referred to the cult members who were so fanatical that they were labeled as heretics by everyone else.

If a martial artist from a righteous faction encountered a problem, they would solve it by following the law.

If it was a member of the demonic faction, they would do as they pleased.

But if it was a heretic, they would say, "According to the Lord Heavenly Demon..."

They would praise their lord and then brutally solve the problem.

Because of this, the two factions, righteous and demonic, agreed to kill any heretic on sight.

In the heart of the Heavenly Demon Cult, a grand palace stood aloof among the surrounding buildings, towering over them all. Within the palace's tallest room, saturated with a strong yet invigorating fragrance, a figure stood by the window, gazing down at the world below.

Clad in a resplendent robe, adorned with hues of red and black, the figure exuded an aura of might that enveloped his being. This was the Heavenly Demon, a prominent presence within the cult.

Kneeling respectfully behind him were two maid servants, their heads bowed in deference. The air around them carried an air of subservience, their purpose being to attend to the Heavenly Demon's needs.

The maid servant on the right side, possessing a unique allure, exuded an enchanting charm that added to her elegance. Her every movement conveyed a gracefulness that drew the gaze of any who beheld her. The maid servant on the left, while not as striking, emanated a quiet confidence, her eyes reflecting a deep dedication to her duties.

These maid servants remained loyal and dedicated to the Heavenly Demon, serving him faithfully. Their roles were to fulfill his commands and provide assistance whenever required.

The maidservant on the right side asked the standing figure, "My lord, please give us your instructions."

Without turning around, the Heavenly Demon stared into the outside world in a certain direction.

"The child of divine fire has appeared. Bring her back to the sanctuary," his ethereal voice carried endless pressure.

The two maidservants trembled, not because of the Heavenly Demon's pressure, but because of the news they had just heard.

'The child of divine fire has appeared!' they happily repeated in their hearts.