Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"By now... you should have it memorized, right?"

A soft, alluring voice drifted into Timothy's ear, carried by a faint, fragrant breeze.

Sylvia's eyes shimmered like a calm autumn lake, clear yet tinged with a subtle intoxication.

Timothy's body stiffened slightly, almost involuntarily.

He never would have imagined that the goddess could have such a seductive side!

If he had already reached the Transcendence Realm, if he had already become a Holy Emperor, he would have stripped her right then and there!

Suppressing the surge of desire in his heart, Timothy picked up his brush and began to paint.

"Beauty can easily cloud the mind."

Muttering to himself, he gradually let go of the turbulent emotions within, focusing entirely on the painting in front of him.

They say the final touch brings a painting to life.

The piece was nearly perfect, lacking only that final, crucial detail.

As Timothy added the finishing stroke, the painting's essence seemed to come alive, filling in the missing piece.

And as the image became more complete, a faint, almost imperceptible Cosmic Aura began to drift around the room.

Mysterious and profound, like the gateway to all wonders.

Though it was just a painting, Timothy could sense countless truths hidden within it.

The fairy in the painting seemed to float out from the canvas, surrounded by a light mist, carrying a cool, ethereal presence.

The fragrance, delicate yet not overpowering, seeped into his senses, while the Cosmic Aura swirled gently around him.

Closing his eyes, Timothy emptied his mind of all thoughts.

It was as if he were standing in the vastness of the universe, surrounded by endless, silent void.

In that extreme stillness, every sound could be heard, every living being could be seen.

The workings of the world, the subtle changes of heaven and earth—everything, all of it, was silently understood and absorbed.

A faint golden light enveloped Timothy.

Within it, his comprehension began to rise at an astonishing speed.

Even the space around him seemed affected, its flow accelerating, trembling ever so slightly.

The golden light covering his body grew stronger and stronger.

In the realm of his mind, Timothy took step after step forward.

He gazed up at the stars in the sky, looked down upon all living things, and contemplated the ultimate truths of the world.

From Sylvia to the Sky Sanctuary, to the countless sects within thousands of miles, to the innumerable practitioners and Holy Emperors across the land, and finally to the myriad beings of the Elant continent...

In his enlightenment, everything seemed to transform and merge into his consciousness, causing his understanding to soar higher and higher.

At last, all the strange phenomena suddenly contracted at the same moment.

The light was absorbed into Timothy's body, and the trembling space gradually calmed.

He exhaled deeply, and even that breath carried a hint of the profound truths of the universe.

Slowly, Timothy opened his eyes, and a faint golden glow flickered within them.

Looking at the painting on the table, Timothy couldn't help but smile.

Thanks to this portrait of the goddess, his Enlightenment Body had once again achieved a breakthrough.

Not only had his comprehension improved dramatically, but his cultivation had also stabilized just shy of the peak of Ocean's Gate.

He was now closer than ever to the revered and awe-inspiring power of the Holy Emperor.

This moment of enlightenment had saved him a great deal of trouble and training time.

"Not bad, not bad."

Timothy nodded approvingly.

But as he came back to his senses, it felt as though ages had passed.

Only then did he remember that Sylvia had been in the room earlier, but he had been completely absorbed by the painting, entering a meditative state.

So... where was Goddess Sylvia now?

Looking to the side, Timothy suddenly noticed that there was now a screen in his room.

And, illuminated by the dim candlelight, a graceful silhouette was cast upon the screen.

Timothy recognized it immediately. "Honey, why are you still here?"

"Obviously! You were meditating. If I didn't stay here to watch over you, what if something happened?" Sylvia's tone was firm, but her words were filled with concern.

It made sense, but there was just one problem...

"Then why did you put up a screen, honey?"

Timothy suddenly noticed something odd about the shadow on the screen. For instance, on top of the goddess's head, there seemed to be two... extra shapes. And behind her, something fluffy and furry was sticking out.

It looked suspiciously like... cat ears and a tail!

Timothy's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The air hung in silence for a moment, thick with tension, until a soft, embarrassed voice came from behind the screen. "You've got some nerve asking that. Lately, you've been spending all your time with those Sea Serpent girls. Doesn't that mean... you like... catgirls?"

The screen was finally pulled aside, and Timothy saw the scene before him clearly.

Sylvia was wearing a short, light red silk top that barely reached her waist, with little bells attached that jingled softly as she moved. Her skirt was incredibly short, revealing her long, smooth legs, pale and flawless like lotus roots.

But the most striking part was the pair of soft, furry cat ears perched on her head, and behind her, a fluffy tail swayed gently, just like a ragdoll cat's.

And that wasn't all.

Her usually cool and aloof face was tinged with a deep blush, illuminated by the candlelight. There was a mix of untouchable elegance and overwhelming shyness, her eyes shimmering like autumn waters. The combination of her breathtaking beauty and adorable appearance was beyond words.

It turned out that Sylvia had dressed up like this because Timothy had been spending so much time with the Sea Serpent girls lately. She had even gone to their hideout with him, and now she thought he had a thing for catgirls!

Though Timothy didn't have any strange preferences like that, at this moment, he was completely captivated by this incredible cosplay.

No, it wasn't that catgirls were cute.

It was that the goddess dressed as a catgirl was unbelievably cute.

No one else could ever pull off something this stunning.

The only question was...

Timothy could understand the cat ears on her head—those could be easily attached with a headband.

But the tail... how on earth had she attached that?

It didn't seem like there was any visible support holding it in place!

"Wait a minute!"

Timothy's eyes widened in shock, and Sylvia's face turned an even deeper shade of red.

She quickly lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze.

"Can I... stay here tonight?" Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling slightly.

After all, Timothy had refused her entry to his bedchamber more than once before.

"Of course."

This time, Timothy's answer was immediate and firm.

There was no way he could refuse Sylvia like this, no matter what.

Even if it drained him completely, tonight, he was definitely going to make sure this girl got what she deserved!

"Tch, pervert. I knew you were into animal ears," Sylvia muttered, giving Timothy a sidelong glance.

"Honey, you've got it all wrong! I swear I'm not!" Timothy tried to defend himself.

But soon, he didn't care to explain any further.

With a quick "whoosh," he blew out the candle...