Celia: After Dying in the Apocalypse, I Live Once Again!

Chapter 112: Rather Than Let This Be An Entire New Volume, She Ended It Right Away!

Xinyi likely thought that she was quite convincing, seeing Celia’s silence. However, my wife not speaking… is because of what she knew. This woman was the top of the Cultivators of this Dimension, so Xinyi’s reasoning for the kidnapping… isn’t really ringing true to Celia.

Poof!

Celia: “Xinyi… you seem to mistake our positions.” She said with a risque smile and tone.

Xinyi: “P-positions? I am confused by what you mean. And… you aren’t a Cultivator, that much I can tell… Yet you removed your restraints!…” She voiced in grand confusion, eyes practically in spirals.

Celia: “For one… the person with the most power is me, not you. There is also a problem with our current positions, where you’re above me. Let’s change that real quick.” She added with a laugh.

Xinyi: “Celia… w-what are you going to do…” Her words were cut off.

Pomf!

Grabbing her hand, Celia gently pulled the woman onto the bed, before then getting on top of her, now lovingly gazing into Xinyi’s beautiful eyes. In that instant, all sense of the Cultivator being dominant completely faded away.

The maids seemingly saw this coming, and did nothing to stop the role reversal that just occurred. Instead, they tactfully left the room, happily abandoning their mistress to her (self-inflicted) fate.

Celia: “Again, you don’t understand what we are. I am the hunter, not you, Xinyi.” She said with a smile, tenderly caressing the woman’s face.

Xinyi: “Celia… I’ll admit that, in bed, I am clearly not dominant. However… I refuse to believe that you’re more powerful than I am, or that I’m the hunted one in this situation.” She replied with a stern tone.

Celia: “Our meeting wasn’t an accident. Rather, I came to this Dimension… specifically to find and seduce you.” She nonchalantly explained.

Xinyi: “…Huh? But… you’re merely a normal human, as I don’t sense even a slight amount of Cultivation power within you.” She replied with further confusion.

Celia: “There are an infinite number of Dimensions, Universes, even countless timelines for each of them. Yes, I am not a Cultivator, and my power is different.” She added with a light tone, before realizing that… her story is far more complex than Xinyi being a Cultivator.

Two Hours Of Explanations, Followed By Hours Of Sex Later.

Thankfully, with her being a Cultivator, it wasn’t that hard to convince Xinyi of what Celia told her to be the truth, regardless of how absurd it all sounded to hear. Transcended True Mana Goddess… that one was the hardest for Xinyi to accept, considering it is… a bit of an immature name.

Xinyi: “So… what should I do about my life here?” She asked with a thinking pose.

Celia: “Staying is fine. I’d miss you all the time, of course; but I don’t wish to upend your current life like that, asking you to join me.” She suggested with a caring tone.

Xinyi: “Hmm… I don’t have much reason to stay. Would you be… willing to help power up and move those I care about here? To Home, I mean.” She asked another question in reply, unsure of what her new wife will reply with.

Celia: “Sure. Guanyu is close to figuring out how to convert a person to a System User from a Cultivator.” She accepted within seconds.

Xinyi: “It will irk me for hundreds of years that I am not the first Cultivator of your harem… Anyway, my dear, loyal maids… do you all want immortality and peace?” She replied with a relieved, but somewhat resentful tone, before asking her maids something crazy.

Maids: “…” “We let her get devoured by Celia… but mistress is still willing to give us such amazing gifts?” They all thought with similar tones and words, a mix of emotions. Though… they agreed in the end, as one would expect.