Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

Nexus picked up on her internal turmoil, and assuaged her in a comforting tone;

"I already explained how Dual Cultivation works. But you seem to be looking at it from one side only. You're getting stronger, you do realize that, don't you?"

She said nothing. But the consenting look in her eyes told him he was right. He continued;

"By now, you're probably feeling increased levels of aggression. You're probably also sensing how prone you are to challenge, rather than dialogue. Crystal, you need to understand that these are just symptoms of the fact that your potential has increased. And if you're getting stronger, that means---"

"You're also getting stronger." She finished the sentence for him, and with a shadow of understanding, dogging her tone.

Nexus nodded.

"Do you see why I can't be bothered? Why YOU shouldn't be bothered as well?"

A tense couple of seconds passed between them, until Crystal finally relaxed. She leaned back against a tree trunk and exhaled deeply.

"Yes." was what she said. "I understand."

Nexus also heaved a sigh as well. He also seemed relieved. But mostly because he had just succeeded in averting a major problem.

Yes, she was smoking hot.

But having a jealous, homicidal succubus following him around did not exactly scream ideal. Besides, that was not his primary concern at the moment. Nexus ducked his head towards her direction, and looked her over properly. Her voluptuous, thick form...enscapsulated in all black combat gear, leaned against the tree in a graceful slant.

Then there was also her tail- two feet long, firmly lodged between her massive butt cheeks and snaky. His eyes roved upwards, above her perfectly sculptured cheekbones, above her howling eyes. And there is was; tucked behind her long jet-black hair- her horns.

For the first time ever, Nexus realized he had not thought one major issue. He could not believe he had not considered it;

'How exactly would she fit in a non-progressive human society? How was a succubus with such prominent features supposed to navigate the murky waters of the human social community? How woul---'

Nexus threw his head back in deep contemplation.

Her big fucking ass had occupied a large portion of his brain. Of course he had not been able to think clearly. Fuck.

He considered one more thing; Semen was her food.

Nexus very nearly bolted upright; "Wait a damn minute, how and where is she going to eat?"

He pictured himself at a restaurant...seated a table...with a plate of food before him...and under the table...beneath the norm associated with dining etiquette...lodged between his legs...a dark haired succubus...sucking him off...wetting his long veiny cock...in slurp slurp sounds...him, stealthily ejaculating into her mouth...while eating his food...trying to maintain a straight face...in public.

Fuck.

If the mental image was not so disturbing, he would have laughed aloud.

"Shiiit, I might be a freak," he said to himself, "But I'm certainly not that freaky. If I do that, I might need to check myself into a mental institution."

Later that night they sat by the campfire.

As they warmed themselves, and made light conversation, Crystal's voice mumbling in the background, caused him to resurface again;

"...almost out of this place, and very close to the human world right now. So, I think it would be a good idea to change soon."

Nexus opened his mouth, and said; "Huh?"

The burning wood cackled, sending sparks of fire dancing into the air;

"Yes m'lord." she said; "I think its time for me to change."

Nexus blinked.

He had been so buried in his own worrying thoughts, he had missed something she had said. Apparently, it was important;

"Crystal," he began dismissively, "Your clothes are fine. I don't think you need to change. Besides, you don't exactly have any other options right now."

A gentle evening breeze came sweeping through the clearing, forcing the branches and leaves into submission, and fanning the flames till they burned even brighter. Crystal waited for the rustling to stop before answering;

"I was not talking about my clothes lord..." she added quickly; "You gave them to me and I love them. I wouldn't change them for anything else."

"So what were you talki--"

"I was referring to my body- lord."

Nexus, who was squatting, leaned forward towards her, staring intently as the orange flames illuminated his face;

"You want to change YOUR BODY? Like a shapeshifter or something?"

Even he heard how absurd it sounded when he said it aloud.

But the succubus nodded casually, as if she had just said she was going to take a piss or something.

Nexus stared at her, with only one question on his face; "HOW?"

"We succubi have two different sub categories. But this major difference has grossly been overlooked by the humans..." she unfolded her legs;

"One one hand, the class of Succubi who have exclusive lords to themselves, are very different from those who are still virgins. Asides from the obvious soul binding contract that differentiates both, disvirgined succubi have the ability to hide their auras..."

Nexus frowned; "WHAT??"

"Think of it like this. Every succubus has an aura that announces her. But for us, this is more than just the atmosphere that comes with our physical presence. It is also the physiological traits that make us who were are. That is..."

She lifted her right arm, and her forefinger emerged, pointing to her head;

"...our horns..." she pointed to her ass; "...and our tails."

Understanding flashed through his eyes;

"So, when you say you can hide your aura, you're basically saying you can mask everything that physically identifies you as a succubs?"

"Yes m'lord. Not just physcially, but magically too. Only few higher class mages will be able to tell the difference."

Nexus back straightened. His mind was aflame with curiosity. This was the solution. And it was perfect.

"Show me." he said.

The succubus' chin dropped in a quick nod, and immediately, she brought her balled first, and two fingers together in a meditative state. Her voice dropped to a low hum, and her lips moved in incoherent movements.

Very briefly, in the light of the glowering fire, Nexus watched as Crystal began to shimmer like an apparition. It was a slight distortion. Very quick on the eye. And could have been easily mistaken for a temporal hallucination of the mind- a trick of the eye.

And then Nexus saw it.

On the other side of the fire, the delicate face of a human girl in her early twenties looked back at him with puppy eyes, a strong gaze, a full head of hair- and no horns! Nexus got on his feet immediately.

He stared at her, trying to remember what she was like before- but he could not. Unbelief in his eyes, he circumnavigated his way around the fire, and got to her side.

Standing there, looming over her with the burning heat in the background, Nexus observed her back closely- no tail.

No way. No fucking way. This was an illusion. This was some Falon Gong level of nuts. He was well aware of it. But even at that, he felt himself slowly start to accept...to believe...to acknowledge- that the girl in front of him, was human!

"Wow. Just wow. That is just incredible."

Crystal smiled. And then, her form shimmered again, ushering back her original form again, and leaving her human image as the fleeting ghost of a memory.

Impressed, and a little unnerved, Nexus walked back to his original spot and sat down saying;

"Well, I think I might just have to reconsider my threat level assessment of succubi. That was insane."

"Thank you lord Nexus." there was pride in her voice. Nexus had acknowledged her.

"But is it foolproof? I mean it is possible for anyone to be able to see through the disguise?"

"Technically yes. But realistically, no. It takes a certain level of potential to be able to see through the disguise."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, it's only mages above S-rank that stand a chance of seeing the truth- and that is if the mages eyes are really opened. Every mage below S-rank will be blind to my true form. They won't see me like that."

To Nexus, that was great news.

The wind blew harder this time, and the fire glowered rebelliously, feasting on the logs of wood assiduously. But Nexus was not seeing any of that. His mind was racing, assembling and re-assembling all the facts together.