Villain: I transmigrated with Mind Control Powers

From there, he moved on to Flame Ridge Peak. Here, he found Lan Mei, a striking woman with fiery red hair. Lan Mei was an inner disciple at the 8th stage of the Half Immortal realm, specializing in the Ember Lotus Art.

Aric handed her a Blazing Qi Pill, explaining that it would enhance her fire techniques and raise her resistance to intense heat.

After that he visited the Azure Wind Peak. There, Aric encountered Feng Nian, a soft-spoken inner disciple with a talent for wind manipulation. Her delicate features and flowing robes gave her a natural, ethereal beauty. She was at the 9th stage of the Half Immortal realm, and Aric felt she would be a valuable addition to his list.

He offered her a Wind Essence Pill, crafted to deepen her connection with wind energy and enhance agility. Feng Nian accepted with a graceful nod, her gentle smile hinting at gratitude and curiosity about her mysterious new benefactor.

Aric's next stop was Crystal Lake Peak, famous for its beautiful water cultivators. It was here he encountered Shui Lian, a talented core disciple in the 9th stage of the Half Immortal realm, who was known for her control over water techniques.

Shui Lian's beauty was mesmerizing, with long dark hair that shimmered like water in the sun. To her, Aric gifted a Glacial Spirit Pill, enhancing ice affinity and stamina.

As he left each peak, Aric felt confident that he had chosen his targets wisely. His charm and mysterious gifts had already laid the groundwork, and he knew that soon, these women would unknowingly fall under his influence.

Later that evening, as he made his way back to Qinlong Peak, Aric's system notifications chimed repeatedly.

[Ding! A New Target detected. Would you like to use Absolute Mind Control Ability?]

[Ding! A New Target detected. Would you like to use Absolute Mind Control Ability?]

[Ding! A New Target detected. Would you like to use Absolute Mind Control Ability?]

Aric smirked as he walked, his expression one of satisfaction and ambition. He mentally responded with a resounding "yes" for each notification, ready to weave his web of control over these new targets.

One by one, he delved into the minds of these women. As Aric manipulated their memories, he ensured that the deepest parts of their consciousness were restructured. He planted a core belief within them—a loyalty so absolute that they would perceive Aric as the center of their world, their master to be served above all else.

He crafted intricate memories: moments where they were saved by him, times where they had confessed their loyalty, scenes where they were willing to sacrifice themselves for his benefit. Each memory was planted with painstaking detail to ensure that their love and loyalty felt genuine, as if it had grown naturally over time.

"Master Aric saved me," Xia Qing whispered as she opened her eyes. Her eyes filled with admiration. She remebered herself being pulled from danger by Aric, his hand reaching out like a savior.

"You belong to me," Aric's voice echoed in each of their minds, resonating with undeniable authority. The words were etched in their hearts, leaving no room for doubt.

While manipulating their memories, Aric had ensured that one of their responsibilities was to serve him every night. Aric came out of his room, he could feel the presence of his new subjects nearby. These women were approaching as if summoned by an invisible force. He observed that one by one, the women arrived outside his chambers.

Xia Qing was the first to arrive, her gaze searching for any signs of Aric. Her expression was that of someone seeking their purpose. Soon after, Lan Mei followed, her confident stance softened by a sense of devotion. The others—Feng Nian, Shui Lian, and Lei Xue—arrived in turn, their eyes holding a mixture of anticipation and reverence.

Aric opened the door just enough to signal them, gesturing for them to enter silently. He ensured that no one would see them. They obeyed without question, slipping into his room with a reverence akin to disciples entering a sacred space.

The door closed quietly behind them, and the room fell into silence. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation.

They all knelt before him, lowering their heads to the ground in a display of complete submission. Their voices rang out in unison, "Master, what are your orders?"

Lan Mei raised her head slightly, her fiery eyes looking directly at Aric. "Master, how may we serve you tonight?" she asked, her voice filled with an eagerness to please.

Aric looked down at them, his gaze moving over each of them, taking in the sight of their kneeling forms. He smiled, stepping closer. "You all have one important duty from now on—to serve me completely, in every way I demand. Tonight, you will serve me in bed."

He moved closer to each of them, letting his gaze linger, his eyes filled with intent. He reached out to Feng Nian, gently tilting her chin upwards, making her look into his eyes. He could feel her devotion; it radiated from her very being. He leaned in closer, inhaling the delicate fragrance of her hair.

He moved to Xia Qing next, caressing her breast before leaning in and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. She responded instantly, her loyalty overwhelming any hesitation.

Meanwhile, Lian Feng shivered as Aric's hands moved towards her. He touched her cunt gently, a spark of desire igniting at his touch. She gasped softly, her body responding to the sensation, her eyes filled with adoration.

The atmosphere was charged, and it wasn't long before Aric removed his robes, standing bare before them. He saw their eyes widen slightly, their breaths quicken in response. They began to undress as well, their movements driven by the compulsion of loyalty and desire for their master.

Aric felt an overwhelming sense of power as he looked at the women before him. He could sense the allure of their beauty, their submission, and their strength. This was the perfect time to use the Divine Path of Yin-Yang technique.

Soon, all the women were lying in bed, and Aric was using his rod to punish their holes.

As they continued practicing the Divine Path of Yin-Yang technique, the connection between them grew even more intimate. The soft glow in the room seemed to amplify their energy, intensifying their shared cultivation. Each woman leaned in closer to Aric, they kept on kissing Aric.

Lan Mei whispered, her voice filled with adoration, "Master Aric, I'm grateful to be here… to be part of this." She leaned in, her lips gently meeting his in a kiss.

Aric responded, cupping her face with a gentle hand as he kissed her deeply, allowing the energy to flow between them. "You're all very important to me," he murmured, moving from one to the next, his lips brushing against theirs in turn, feeling the warmth and love each of them held for him.

As he kissed Xia Qing, she softly sighed, wrapping her arms around him. "I feel so strong with you, Master Aric… you bring out the best in me." Her words, soft and sincere, deepened their bond, and he could feel the energy within them both heightening.

Feng Nian looked up at him, her eyes shining with admiration. "Master, I want to give you everything," she whispered, her hand resting on his chest as she leaned in to kiss him.

Aric smiled, feeling a sense of power and satisfaction as their energy continued to build, each kiss and touch blending their strength even more.

Throughout the night, the power in the room seemed to grow denser. Each connection, each movement seemed to bring him closer to an even higher realm.

He could feel the energy of the women feeding into him, his cultivation rising steadily as the technique worked its magic. They were merely conduits to further his own strength, and he intended to use them fully.

The night was long, and they only paused when their bodies could take no more. The women lay beside him, exhausted but content. They had fulfilled their purpose, and their minds were filled with the memories Aric had crafted—memories that made them feel complete in serving him.

As the sun reached its peak, Aric finally opened his eyes. He looked down at the women lying beside him, their faces peaceful in sleep, their expressions filled with satisfaction. He knew they were his now—completely.

He focused inward, checking his cultivation. A smile spread across his face as he realized he had reached the 8th stage of the Half Immortal realm.

In just one night, he had jumped an entire stage, the power coursing through him like a raging river.

Aric chuckled softly, looking at the beauties present in the room. He knew he had the power to make people bend to his will, and he intended to use it fully. He had ambitions, and this was just the beginning. Today it was five; tomorrow, there would be many more.