Eishath was feeling particularly ravenous after her fight and she was also itching to see what happened with Samuel and Elizabeth after her first real loss.

Whichever way the winds blew Eishath knew she could use it well. She had come to the small hut with extreme expedience.

Normally, she would eat up the adoration of the crowd and taunt her ex-colleague some more. But the way it ended left an annoying taste in her mouth, something she was about to rectify using her master's penis.

*She was just making excuses. She was just addicted and just needed her fix.*

Unbeknownst to her, she was accelerating a process that was transforming her entire being. It was just so subtle that nobody realized. Her unique constitution prevented Samuel from peering into her body and soul so even he could not point it out.

He had believed her at face value when she had said becoming a cauldron was extremely complicated for her. And his beliefs were only made more iron-clad when he shared the effects of his essence with Eishath. Who had answered confidently that even his essence would not be so powerful to change her so fundamentally.

Spoken with true ignorance of the sheer absurdity of mythic destinies and how vast the realm of cultivation truly was. Such was the hubris of the long-lived who believed they knew much.

Well, at least, she was getting her fix.

Namaah on the other hand...

She came out of her oblivion gasping, her mouth salivating and her body craving for another drop of that divine essence.

She woke in the infirmary where the losers were sent to ensure they were alright. She was not surrounded by friends or family nor did she expect it. Belial was using her for his own ends as much as she was using him for hers. The rest of his number treated each other as colleagues at best and disposable stepping stones at worst.

Her value had just dropped tremendously because she had just failed to complete her assignment, which was to stop Eishath from making a name.

She and everyone else under Belial were kept out of the public eye for a reason, even being the leader of the cauldron faction acted as a form of smokescreen among other things.

They could not stand out and have the core sect take an interest in them, even with their great disguising capabilities there were monsters in the core sect who could sniff it out in an instant.

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But all that was running in the background to what was really important.

That bitch, Eishath, found one of the greatest essences Namaah ever had the pleasure of tasting and had kept it all to herself.

Surely she could have shared it, after all beings like them worked well in groups even if their egos often got in the way.

She knew about the announcement that the master would only accept potential cauldrons but that was clearly a lie because Eishath was a part of his retinue and she could not become a cauldron.

Maybe she could do the same.

Sure Belial was a decent master, he gave as much as he took which made him one of the better masters she worked with. Even the contract promised so much freedom... the man used honey to attract her ilk and it worked. But she and her colleagues were by nature extremely selfish creatures and regardless of how good they had it, most had absolutely no sense of loyalty.

The moment something better came along they would jump at the opportunity and Namaah had just found hers. It did not matter how risky and probably stupid the endeavor was, she was given a taste and she demanded more.

She knew that the master was looking for disciples and also knew that after the tournament he was going to invite more disciples to join him. Many in the cauldron circles were curious about the new master around the block, especially after the display in front of the den of cauldrons.

But to wait that long for another taste...

What if...

What if she promised Eishath to be a double agent and promised Belial the same? All the while, she would give all the information on them both to Master Samuel.

Heavenly masters loved having their ego stroked, if she could endear herself to him she would be kept along for a while as a form of convenient gratitude.

She could use that time to turn herself into a complete sex pet/advisor/punching bag/etc. to the complete taste of Master Samuel, so much so that he would not dream of letting her go.

Yes, that is what she would do.

But to set her plan in motion she had two people she needed to talk to and both of whom she was planning to dupe. Her personal happiness mattered most in the world and she knew her happiness was to be on her knees serving Master Samuel with her mouth while gulping down his divinity, just like that bitch was probably doing right now.

No wonder Eishath was in such a hurry to fuck over Master Belial, so much so that she risked using her mental power on him.

Well, she was about to have her place stolen by a more intelligent demon, whose name was Namaah.

*There were a few holes in her plan, things even she would figure out if she thought about it for a second. For one she did not know that Samuel was immune to a demon's life-shortening effects and without that knowledge, it is very short-sighted for her to jump ship. There was also the fact that there was no guarantee Belial or Eishath would accept. Or even if Samuel would show enough gratitude to keep her along for uncovering any 'scheme'. Another thing one should consider is that it might not even have been Samuel’s essence that was the source, even if that was not the case in this instance. But the addictive power of Samuel's essence was such that quite a bit of Namaah's rational thinking was not working. Her mind was working overdrive to get another taste and making any leaps of logic necessary to make sure that happened.*