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Kapitel 9: CH9: Meeting A Lost Friend

Vergil was interrupted on the cusp of advancing into the peek stage of prenatal mind refinement. Who would so brazenly step into his field of detection but a former friend with expectations? After a month of blessed silence, tormenting apes, and getting closer to Gwen, a familiar ki entered his range. Placing a name to the half-familiar ki was easier with his current cultivation. Higher stages of mind cultivation made it harder to forget his past. Ironically it made it harder to let go of even the slightest slight he remembered.

Before he met the man outside, he heard a drop of water hit the cave floor. Curious, he let a few drops fall on his hand before tasting them. He had found fresh water for the first time since coming to the new world. What better way to express his friendship than to share a rare resource?

Vergil invited the trespasser into the room within the cave with water.

On the outside, humans were given a carefully calculated ration of water that never seemed to quench their thirst.

Friends shouldn't stare terrified while they wait for the water jug to fill to an acceptable level.

Stalactites dripped the only freshwater possibly in the entire subdimension. Vergil held a rock-carved jug he stole from an ape under the slow dripping water until it was full and rejoiced. Never had he been happier than when he acquired a whole jug of fresh water. He stared at the wavy surface of the jug as drop after drop fell. Once it was relatively full, he traded out the jug and poured some cool water for his guest.

"Why are you acting like you need water? Everyone knows you no longer need water once you reach the intermediate stage of the prenatal realm." Jacob said.

That wasn't specifically informed by the brand. So Vergil chose not to believe it and took everything Jacob said with a pinch of salt.

There were three Jacobs in the group, and the others chose the one Vergil knew the best. Jacob Thompson was a friend until he had to move. They were as thick as thieves and constantly hanging out at one time. Vergil relied on Jacob for friendship for a long time but let the relationship wilt on the vine when Jacob moved away to the coast. It wasn't his job to keep in contact.

When Vergil closed his eyes, he could picture the scene. The ratty old seat of his first truck, his sticky, worn steering wheel, and how could he forget the smell of french fries. He was told by their mutual friend that Jacob was back in town and had stood up his girlfriend for the chance to see his friend again. He pulled into the parking lot, got out, and walked toward his youth group. Gravel crunched under his feet as he walked fast to see his friend again. The memories of old times fishing, exploring the woods, and hanging out after football practice were all treasured and dearly missed experiences. He had felt alone without his friend for his final years of high school. Then, Jacob grabbed and held him in place in front of everyone. Vergil tried to resist, but Jacob had been in the gym for two years while Vergil atrophied. Then Jacob threw him on the ground before everyone and stepped forward to talk to the others. Vergil remembered seeing Jacob slip back into their youth group like he had never left, and Vergil called out but was ignored. Vergil turned around, returned to his truck, and left. That was the last time he saw Jacob until they were taken.

Jacob hadn't done anything horrible to him, but the memory remained. Vergil couldn't let it go and felt it needed to be resolved.

It was his own fault for letting the relationship die on the vine in the first place. But the feeling of helplessness when Jacob showed himself stronger and left him behind. Even if he pretended it didn't matter, Vergil hadn't forgotten it. That was the last time he saw Jacob Thompson until the man walked into his cave after over a decade.

"You don't have to drink it," Vergil said, sipping the cool fresh water. It was probably filled with alien bacteria and parasites, but the cool taste was delicious. His body wasn't very human anymore, anyway.

"I see you got braces and fixed those teeth of yours," Jacob said.

Vergil had refused braces until the bitter end, and his mother eventually gave up on them. It was a poor choice on his part after seeing the misery of others. Honestly, he blamed Disney, but he had always been gullible.

He wanted to ask Jacob why he abandoned him for the more popular crowd of older boys in their church youth group. It's what he felt, but Vergil, too, had abandoned Jacob when he moved. They were good friends, but sometimes it felt like it was of convenience.

Like Tyson, Jacob hadn't stood up when Vergil was forced into the front.

"How are the kids?" Vergil asked.

Any goodwill from Jacob died then. Jacob was a father taken from his children. The odds were good; he wouldn't see them again. While the situation wasn't too bad for Vergil, it was Jacob's nightmare. Vergil thought the odds were good; his wife would remarry before they made it back.

It really showed Jacob's investment in finding the sarcophagus.

"I need your leviathan vein," Jacob said through grinding teeth.

Had he taken to mind refinement?

That was one of the main advantages Vergil had over the others. Ostrich Oscillation opened the door to mind and body refinement allowing him to use the brand to broaden his horizon. In addition, knowing the different energy sources allowed him to filter easier for the relevant cultivation techniques.

He couldn't sense any sign of mind cultivation from Jacob. So, why ask for the leviathan vein?

"You have a lot of nerve coming here and making demands," Vergil said.

Jacob tossed him a void pearl. "I doubt you know its value. Well, let me clue you in, use it to cultivate, and for 6 hours, you will have 25% better results. I think it's a good trade, something that you can't even use for a precious cultivation material." Jacob said.

Vergil glanced at one of the rings on his fingers. He kept around 1000 void pearls in reserve and used the rest. They were money, after all; through Gwen, he could use that money to buy information like inquiries about a sarcophagus.

"You want to use another leviathan vein to boost Tyson's psions," Vergil said and tossed the pearl back to Jacob. "I'm not dumb enough to help my enemies, so no deal."

Jacob sighed and slipped into a fighting stance. "Let me show you why going against us is a bad idea."

Vergil sighed and pointed two fully loaded automatic rifles at Jacob. "I thought you wanted to get home to your kids."

Jacob froze, and Vergil opened fire and didn't stop until the guns clicked empty. Except the bullets passed through Jacob like a ghost.

He pushed his senses to their limit and noticed a discrepancy in Jacob.

"You aren't really here; this is an astral projection. Did you think you were intimidating? We aren't teenagers anymore." Vergil said.

Jacob's eyes were wide as saucers. He didn't seem to be able to answer Vergil's questions. Instead, Vergil raised a hand and struck out with his ki. The astral projection flickered for a moment, and Vergil felt some resistance.

"You would have shot me," Jacob said.

Jacob was more surprised than he had any right to be. Of course, Vergil would shoot him. There was no way he could allow Jacob to take the leviathan vein. The drones attempting to sneak in and mine the thing were already being dealt with by Gwen and the other drones. It was disappointing that Jacob had decided to waste his time.

If he wanted to play sneak around and fuck with people, then Vergil was game. However, his fellow cultivators had already gone against the grain by taking over psions. What would they do if he exposed their actions?

A curious, psion young master like Su Charity could ruin their day. While they were duking it out, Vergil could take some of the mining equipment the drones were lugging around and mine the other leviathan vein. If one fount of diamond-rank psi was a boon, then two would be even better.

"We're done talking," Vergil said.

"Wait, don't you want to know about our lead? Give up your leviathan vein, and we'll let you in as a junior gang member. You're only at the intermediate stage, right?" Jacob said.

The fact that they found a lead didn't matter to him. Vergil had less than five months to cultivate bitterly, and they wanted to steal one of his resources. Fair was fair; he should remove one of their own. The question was how to convince a psion to trust his transmission.

Vergil pressed his hand against Jacob's face as his ki wore down the projection. Then, like tossing a block of wood into a wood chipper, Jacob's body shattered into pieces.

It felt good, better than it had any right to feel. Of course, he shouldn't care; it was over a decade ago, but they were friends, and he felt betrayed. It was a small betrayal, but when Jacob was new and needed a friend, Vergil was there and didn't like him at first. It felt like Jacob used him as a placeholder until he found better friends but never quite jumped until he returned.

After the incident with Jacob, he never had another close friend. Of course, he could have had great friends at times, but something always held him back.

Gwen's tentacles wrapped around him.

"You're breathing heavy, and your heart is racing," Gwen said.

"Have you ever had a friend betray you?" Vergil asked.

It wasn't betrayal, not really. Vergil lost his friend, and his friend showed that their friendship was long over.

Other friends had had less than his best interest, and some had become enemies, but Jacob was a festered wound he thought had healed long ago, but it was still filled with puss. It's why he didn't go to any high school reunions. Vergil was the kind of guy who always thought he would make something of himself. Unfortunately, he failed because he lacked the killer instinct to drive himself forward.

"Yes, when my great uncle was a favored general, my family was on the rise. Su Charity respected me as a young miss of the rising Yin Clan. Then my great uncle was marked a traitor, a generation of my Yin clan was put to death, and imperial minders were made my parental units. Growing up, they spent the wealth of my Yin clan until I was of a clan in name only. I had a chance to get into a powerful school that could have seen the revival of my clan if only Su Charity had spoken with her elders. All I needed was a recommendation. Neptune Academy would have been such a lovely place. It would have gotten me and the remainder of my clan's wealth away from the imperial minders. Instead, Su Charity laughed me out of her clan house." Gwen said.

"Do you want revenge?" Vergil asked.

"If we move in here and fail, the consequences will be severe," Gwen said.

"Could we ask for help from her and claim some humans have a method to control psions, and they tried to get you?" Vergil asked.

"None of what you said was a lie, but why would she help us."

"I will think of something," Vergil said.


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Kapitel 10: CH10: Big Tittied Green Mindflayer Girl

The plan to trick Su Charity into fighting Far Ao with an edited transmission of events wouldn't work. While the idea had some merits, Yin Gwen wasn't considered a very reputable source of her humanaphilia. Not that there was anything wrong with that; as a human, Vergil was very touched by her love for human culture and collection of country music.

So, his plan changed when he made his way to Su Charity's cave system filled with legions of drones, a regime of psion servants, 12 Su clan bodyguards in the silver rank, and a familiar face.

Vergil punched a hole through a boulder and dropped one of the drones inside before taking on its appearance. With the sad grey clothes they normally wore, he looked the part. Maybe his muscles were a little larger and his body somewhat taller, but he appeared a drone. He was bald with dead eyes, which was the most important part of the disguise.

After he filled the hole, he debated killing Tyson before the man managed to infiltrate the psion inner circle and take over Su Charity. Gwen was back at the immortal cave cultivating a ki technique he managed to scavenge from the brand. While it wasn't quite as effective as his own technique, it would do the job and work better for her. With Tyson in Su Charity's court, Vergil didn't have to worry about him taking over Gwen.

Jacob wasn't getting through easily with the number of guns in their cave system. Prenatal ki cultivation wouldn't stop a bullet. That was something he was very confident in. Jacob certainly didn't want to risk it.

If Jacob was in the advanced stage of prenatal ki cultivation with Tyson, while neither was a match for Vergil alone, together was another story. Intermediate stage body refinement, peak stage mind refinement, and intermediate stage ki cultivation all prenatal gave him multiple options.

Vergil crossed into a crowd of drones and took on their dull gaze while Tyson stood out like a sore thumb. He thought about stabbing the guy but had a better idea. Far Ao hovered overhead.

"Far Ao, I didn't know you would come to visit our mistress. Isn't the Su's young mistress out of the reach of the 6th son of the Far Clan head? Or do you think a mere resistance would entice our lady?" A Su clan member said.

Vergil watched a Su clan servant leave by himself. It was most likely leaving to inform the lady that Far Ao was here to see her. In other words, warning the Su clan was a waste of time.

Still, he couldn't help but look at Tyson. The man had a hole through the chest the last time he saw him and was up like nothing had happened. Vergil had some interesting techniques. Still, Tyson only worked with opponents with great processors instead of good hardware or up-to-date virus protection. So the insane cordyceps nonsense he could get away with had to be limited to two techniques, and someone else had healing abilities. That was one of the advantages of working in a group.

Vergil would have to wait and see before he made a decision. A member of the other side likely could specialize completely in recovery.

"Out of my reach. Whose clan owns this pocket dimension?" Far Ao asked.

"Our clan paid for using this establishment, but it wasn't with the young lady. A void pearl each bought our entrance because the Far clan couldn't ask for more and maintain their reputation as one of the 4 great clans. Well, 3 in a few years since your clan continues to lose out to us. I was sorry to hear about your second uncle. Didn't he fall exploring the Alayah ruins in the Tiamat Trench? He was one of the last Platinum rank experts you had left. When will another genius appear in your family capable of reaching such a height? Better spawn with many females, but I'm afraid you can't afford our Su clan. A dowry for her would bankrupt your whole clan." The Su clan member said.

Far Ao remained serene instead of defending his clan's reputation. Vergil wasn't sure what Tyson's plan was, but it didn't seem to involve getting Far Ao laid.

"Of the ruins, there is a rumor that Su Charity's reverent Uncle Su Vast discovered something interesting in ruins. There are appraisers traveling in and out of the Su estate, with no one able to identify it. Didn't my second uncle fall helping Su Vast secure the treasure, and yet there is no word about a cut of the treasure. It seems Su Vast is ungrateful to his fallen comrades." Far Ao said.

Vergil sucked on his teeth. There was a good chance he wouldn't have to do anything to send them after Tyson and the others. Asking dangerous questions with a half-controlled psion seemed to do the trick in implicating them. Just the same Vergil planned to help them along.

He started by killing another drone while the others were out of sight and taking on its identity. The reason was simple, he needed to change owners to the Su Clan servant.

Changing his shape became easier the more he did it. Unfortunately, there were many limitations, mostly based on his vital energy. In his current state, he had enough to transform 10 times into shapes that resembled his own. For instance, he couldn't turn into a donkey but could become an ape if needed. However, becoming a psion was beyond him with his current vital energy, familiarity with psion anatomy, and practice with the technique.

That was ok because it wasn't long before the Su clan member found an isolated location to feed on a drone. The bastard chose Vergil and moved swiftly. He didn't notice Vergil's hand pointing up or the black and yellow blade flowing from Vergil's fingertips.

Shock and then terror filled the psion as Vergil turned his hand. Tentacles flew off after his blade sliced through the beak. Even if the psion knew a shielding technique, it was too late.

During feeding, it let down its guard. Its body slumped to the ground, and Vergil slowly carved a third eye on its forehead with wings. The eye was to throw them off and make them think it was the apes, while the wings looked cool. Then, for fun, he added the torso of a man and took a step back from his work. His Lord of terror blade painted the carving yellow.

Afterward, Vergil cultivated the psi released from the Su servant and hung out with the other drones. Why should he flee when he had the perfect disguise? Being seen skulking about away from the other drones would look suspicious, like Tyson no doubt appeared. Tyson had hair and still wore blue jeans from their home world.

Another Su clan member didn't take long to find the body and quickly transmit the news.

"This symbol is like the eye of the apes. But they aren't intelligent enough to produce this symbol. Look at the wings and torso; it reminds me of that old human state. The last of their resistance ended 300 years ago."

"Distribute his drones amongst the others and,"

Vergil chose that moment to use the gathered psi from the downed servant to show Tyson with his palm glowing, about to touch another psion.

"I just received a delayed transmission, but it's fragmented and strange. The resistant with fur on its head had a hand that glowed. But what does it mean."

Vergil cultivated the rest of the psi taken from his victim. Tyson was implemented as a possible murderer, and Vergil retained his cover. That's when Vergil felt Tyson use his power; it felt like when Tyson tried to use it on Gwen.

He was unfamiliar with the psi signatures of the psions around him and couldn't pinpoint whose signature was whose. By causing this situation, he had allowed Tyson to pick off one of the psions and take control of him. That was a major setback.

"Check the drones' for any sign of a human with hair. It may not be a resistant at all but an ape wearing human skin."

After the psions looked over each drone, they divided the drones and left. Vergil lucked out and went with a Su Clan member instead of a servant.

She took them to a clean antechamber among the cave system carved out by telekinesis or possibly lasers. If that wasn't worrying enough, she closed a stone door behind them covered in strange hieroglyphs that made his brain throb

The psion moved about, lighting candles that smelled like lavender before flipping through a holographic interface before deciding. An orchestra started playing.

Once those preparations were complete, she descended to lounge on an expensive-looking bed before resting her head on her hand. Lighter green round skin showed beneath her black leotard while her tentacles fluttered about lazily. Clearly, she wasn't bothered by the death of the Su clan servant.

"Hello, drones, my name is Su Lily, and we will be best friends. Now strip for me." Su Lily said once they were alone.

Vergil sighed; he knew this wouldn't end well. So he removed his clothes and stood naked with a psion hovering over them, waving her tentacles.

She wasted no time taking care to look at their crotches.

"Harden," Su Lily ordered, and the others started to get hard. He used shapeshifting to catch up and made himself bigger than the others.

The Su Clan psion had stopped at each cock, and until she found Vergil's. Then, she removed many of the others until only three remained. He made sure to be a little larger than the others giving him 13 inches compared to the next largest at 12. It had been too long, and his vital energy felt roiling to go; he could use a good battle.

Lily's light green tentacles spread out, and her beak opened wide.

She lunged tongue first and gathered him in her tentacles. He held his hand to the side and pointed at her, ready to make a blade.

Her tentacles wrapped around him, and her tongue pulled his cock toward her beak. She was way more forward than tender Gwen. It made him feel like 007 but with hentai. After months without porn and constant danger, he felt like letting loose.

Lily's tentacles shivered when he grabbed handfuls of them and pushed his way in. Her beak remained wide open as his cock entered her snug, warm passage. Rippling rings of tight soft flesh gripped him lovingly as her tongue wrapped around his meat stick. The lady was hungry, and he had a lot to give her.

He reached up while her tentacles wrapped around his torso and grabbed ahold of her black leotard. The fabric barely held her massive DD cup breasts in place.

Once he looked and asked why the brand handily filled him in on why psions had breasts. The answer was cultivation, and at the silver rank, they developed humanoid characteristics. As a result, she gained fabulously large breasts capped with juicy green inverted nipples. He pressed his face against them; they were incredibly soft and wonderful.

Lily's juicy green titties bounced while Vergil rammed into her. Talk about deep throat; her beak took him to the base while her tongue wrapped around his balls. Her tentacles wrapped around him, pressing him hard against her while her titties pressed against his face.

Vergil brought his mouth to the massive light green inverted nipple and sucked on it. Lily swallowed his dick while her tongue slathered his balls. He pressed hard into her while her tentacles constricted around his body. The hook-covered suckers tickled against his rough skin while he pounded her throat.

With a loud pop, he dragged one of her massive nipples out from her soft areola slit and slurped it. Her nipples tasted salty and had a wonderfully slippery texture. As her nipples stood on end, it was getting harder to keep from cumming inside. The rings of her throat gripped him hard while he pounded away.

Vergil tried to cum, but her tongue wouldn't let him, so he grabbed her other breast while tweaking her erect nipple and going for the other one. She seemed only a step away from going crazy, and he needed to cum.

Slowly she pulled away even as he pushed forward until he felt his dick pop out of her throat.

He grabbed her and pulled her close, but her beak was already shut. At that moment, he needed to bust a nut.

"Are you horny? Do you want to cum in my mouth?" Lily asked.

"Yes, open up," Vergil yelled, and suddenly Lily's mouth was open.

"You can talk," Lily said.

Vergil rammed his cock into her tight throat; it felt warm and wet, and the rings were on point. He came hard and felt her tongue catch it. She practically made a cone and sucked him off while Vergil came, clenched his toes, and breathed. He slowly pulled himself out of her while her tongue went to work on his head.

"I didn't know there were humans who could talk," Lily said.

"I didn't know there were psions with big green titties," Vergil said.

He imagined pairing Gwen up with Lily as he lounged on Lily's bed.

"I can't tell Su Charity she would kill you to keep it a secret. We need to get you out of here; she plans to kill all the drones before leaving to attempt to ascend to the gold rank." Lily said.

That was right; psions get a certain amount of vital energy when they consume a brain. It was needed to balance out their psionic power. A strong mind needed a moderately strong body.


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