What would Huo Yuhao's reaction be if he discovered that his mother, Huo Yun'er, was now under Qian Ran's control?
Would he feel shock? Joy? Rage? Despair? Hatred? Pain? Or an overwhelming mixture of all these emotions?
Even Qian Ran couldn't predict the exact expression Huo Yuhao would have upon learning the truth. However, he was certain it wouldn't be a single emotion but a complicated blend of negative feelings.
"Ding! The Great Resurrection Technique is about to succeed. Please establish the relationship between yourself and the resurrected individual, Huo Yun'er," the system prompted.
"Huh? Will she lose her memories after being resurrected? Then is she even still Huo Yun'er?" Qian Ran furrowed his brows in doubt.
If the resurrection restored only her physical body and not her identity, the Great Resurrection Technique would feel like a tasteless endeavor—a skill neither worth using nor discarding.
"Replying to the host," the system explained, "the resurrected individual retains their original soul and memories. However, during the resurrection process, the host can modify their consciousness or entirely control their body. The host may also alter specific aspects of their soul to better align with their desired personality or traits."
The system clarified further: the resurrection skill was often used by individuals seeking to control or exploit the revived entity. The ability to tweak the resurrected soul's attributes made the technique exceptionally versatile.
Qian Ran took a moment to process this information.
This skill… could be used to resurrect prodigies who died young and turn them into loyal followers. With a simple command implanted in their minds, they could become devoted tools.
With the explanation clear, Qian Ran turned his attention to Huo Yun'er. Gently holding her body, he conducted a thorough examination.
Her body had been restored flawlessly, and her soul appeared unscathed, though she remained unconscious. Upon closer inspection, Qian Ran noticed a peculiar vortex spinning within her eyes.
"Look at me," Qian Ran commanded firmly.
Following the system's instructions, he began to modify Huo Yun'er's consciousness:
Complete Loyalty: "You are my personal maid. No one else is allowed to touch you. If any man other than me comes into contact with you, you will feel discomfort. Your life's priority is to serve me."Estrangement from Huo Yuhao: "Although Huo Yuhao is your son, you do not like him. You only enjoy being with me and share my disdain for anything I dislike."Hatred for the Duke: "You despise Dai Hao and harbor a deep resentment for the Dai family. If given the chance, you will take revenge against them."
These adjustments were enough for now.
This feels just like the plot of one of those morally dubious novels, Qian Ran thought with a wry smile.
Still, he reassured himself: he wasn't like some unscrupulous villains who would use this opportunity to degrade Huo Yun'er further.
"System, erase all memories of any intimate moments between Huo Yun'er and Dai Hao," Qian Ran ordered.
With this, Huo Yun'er would truly belong to him alone.
With a snap of Qian Ran's fingers, the vortex in Huo Yun'er's eyes gradually dissipated, leaving her gaze clear and focused.
"Master," she said softly, her voice carrying warmth and reverence as she respectfully bowed to Qian Ran.
Qian Ran's gaze swept over her figure.
She wore a revealing outfit—a short cropped top that exposed her slender waist and snug denim hot pants that barely covered her shapely hips. Beneath the shorts, her long legs were encased in sheer black stockings, enhancing her already seductive allure.
Huo Yun'er's beauty was ageless, her gentle smile exuding a maternal warmth that could melt hearts. Her graceful figure, coupled with her enchanting demeanor, embodied a perfect balance of elegance and sensuality.
It was no wonder even the Duchess of the White Tiger Mansion had felt threatened by her presence.
Though Huo Yun'er lacked exceptional skills or talents beyond her beauty, her allure was more than enough to captivate Qian Ran.
"When we're alone, address me as 'Master,'" Qian Ran instructed.
"Yes, Master," Huo Yun'er responded immediately, her tone filled with unwavering submission.
"Kneel," Qian Ran commanded next.
Without hesitation, Huo Yun'er knelt gracefully before him. She even leaned forward, pressing her lips to the toe of his shoe as a gesture of respect.
"Stand," Qian Ran said, motioning for her to rise.
Though Qian Ran appreciated beauty, he didn't enjoy degrading others unnecessarily. Even if this was his rival's mother, he saw no need for excessive humiliation.
Now, Huo Yun'er's body belonged to him entirely—untouched by her past.
Grasping her delicate chin with a teasing hand, Qian Ran tilted her face up to meet his gaze.
"You truly are a masterpiece."
"If Master wishes, Yun'er is yours to take at any time," Huo Yun'er whispered, her cheeks flushed with a deep crimson. Her voice trembled with both shyness and eagerness.
Her body language, combined with the adoration in her eyes, made her irresistible.
Her demeanor was entirely submissive, with no trace of resistance.
Because Qian Ran had resurrected her and altered her consciousness, Huo Yun'er's soul and body were now wholly devoted to him, filled with admiration and love.
Watching her, Qian Ran felt a wicked desire stir within him. His hand wandered momentarily before he reined himself in.
"Take this money and enroll in a noble etiquette school in Star Luo City. You know what I like, don't you?" Qian Ran said, gently tugging at Huo Yun'er's soft brown hair and inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.
A gem like Huo Yun'er was far too precious to claim so quickly.
He wanted to savor the moment when she stood by his side, radiant and poised, as he unveiled her to Huo Yuhao and Dai Hao. Huo Yun'er had grown up in the Duke's Mansion and was well-versed in aristocratic decorum, but there were other aspects she could refine further.
Her purpose in life was simple: to stay by his side, enjoying the pleasures of life with him.
"Understood, Master. Yun'er will do her best to please you," Huo Yun'er replied, her voice filled with tender affection.
(Chapter ends)