CHAPTER 59: ANNOUNCEMENT

Two months later.

Essence Cauldron peak, Inside Seris alchemy chamber

A tall, handsome man could be seen sitting cross-legged, both of his hands locked in the air, seemingly concentrating on something.

In front of him was a huge, ornate cauldron, with intricate designs of wild fire. Clearly used for alchemic purposes.

"Yes, that’s right. Now, slowly break down the impurities and mix the catalyst. Those tiny particles of impurities require high precision and control of fire to burn them, so be careful."

Standing beside him was a gorgeous dark blue-haired woman, her face was delicate and charming, and with each of her words, her breasts jiggled in response.

After having sex for a week straight, he decided to dedicate a few hours to alchemy, as this required precise control.

He had grown tall by a few cm, standing at 190cm. Due to the effects of those demonic beast cores. He had transformed into something monstrous.

Previously, when he was in the Body Structuring Realm, his sheer raw force had reached 36,000 kgf, equivalent to a 5th-stage Body Structuring Realm Cultivator, but now, after absorbing those three demonic cores, his raw power had successfully pushed him into a whole new level.

Seris gulped. After breaking through the Vital Core realm, this guy...he had become something else entirely. Their orgies were lasting longer than usual, with some even stretching to a week!

It was becoming difficult to satisfy his lust; even with four of them working together, they stood no chance. Staring at his broad back, she shuddered. The Inheritance Realm, she was sure. If something strange happens inside that realm, it will definitely be this guy’s doing.

Boom!

A small explosion echoed from the cauldron, and smoke was gushing out from its legs. It was a strange mechanism.

"Hah! Garbage! Just 85 percent of purity, even after breaking down the impurities for an hour straight!" Rahu’s frustrated voice echoed through the room. Hearing that, Seris’s eyes twitched violently.

"Y-you bastard! Do you even know what you’re speaking!? 85 percent purity means you’re almost comparable to a Grade 2 alchemist! And you didn’t know shit before two months!"

Seris pointed a finger at Rahu and shouted.

"A failure is a failure, no matter what you say. And Seris, if you dare compare me again to that trash. Your pussy will be the one that gets the punishment," Rahu snorted.

Seris immediately forced her mouth shut! An involuntarily feminine fear. Even she, an Origin Realm cultivator, would only last several hours before collapsing unconscious, and this guy had fucked her a whole night straight because she had teased him about something she shouldn’t have.

"...That is a fire-nurturing pill, one of the toughest pills to refine, even among the Grade-2 alchemists."

Seris muttered in a low tone, afraid that he would pounce on her little hole and take her right in this room.

"Hmm"

"By the way, when is the sect tournament?" Rahu slowly stood up from his spot, stretching his hands as he stepped towards the chair and sat on it. With a smile, he tilted his head and pointed at his face.

Understanding his intentions, she walked over to him, took a cloth out, and gently pressed it over Rahu’s face.

"It will start next week!" Seris said excitedly. Indeed, a few days back, an announcement was made that shook the entire sect.

The inheritance realm was on the verge of opening soon; each region got a quota of ten thousand disciples. With the exception of the Holy Sun Empire having an additional twenty thousand disciples quota. Clearly, an unfair advantage.

But no one dared complain, why? Because they are the rulers of this continent. Having the strongest and overwhelming number of cultivators on the continent.

So, the Divine Sword Sect was conducting a tournament among the Inner Sect Disciples, because they had to separate the trash from the competent.

"Even the core disciples?" Rahu asked curiously as Seris wiped all the sweat from his face. After a few seconds, he pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"...Mhm, yes. The ten strongest disciples will be selected to lead thousands of Disciples."

Seris sighed as she felt his warmth. She felt immense comfort in his embrace.

"Will you be participating?" Rahu smiled as he felt her snuggle deeper inside his chest. She was cute.

"Ofcourse! What if an Origin Realm cultivator attacks you in the inheritance realm ?" Seris chuckled and spoke in a mischievous tone.

"Oh, that’s true, what I would be without you?" Rahu rolled his eyes at this girl.

"By the way, where did you, Azaria, and Elder Yueshan go last month? After coming back, that girl was clinging to you like crazy," Seris suddenly asked. Hearing this, Rahu chuckled.

"That foolish girl refused to return home when I set her meridians free."

A month ago, he had indeed considered releasing Azaria as she had been obedient and quiet...heh, who was he kidding? There’s no way he’d give up that beautiful piece of ass!

So he had made sure he fucked her twice a day to make her obedient. And indeed that worked like magic.

He had asked Yueshan to bring her to the House Ravencar as a wounded girl found in northern territory.

When she first heard this, she thought he had gone crazy and dismissed him right there, but when he showed her The Azaria Ravencar in person.

Yueshan’s face was a sight to see! Her widened, fluttering eyes, her gaping mouth, were so hot that Rahu had almost...almost said out loud that his dick was the best size for her wide mouth.

So they had devised a plan to send back Azaria and earn a hefty prize by delivering her. But something unexpected happened.

The moment he said that he was going to send her back, she broke down—literally.

...

A month back...

Three people stood in a courtyard; obviously, they were Rahu, Yueshan, and Azaria.

They were discussing something, but the moment Rahu said he was going to set her free...

Her entire body trembled as if she had been zapped by a lightning bolt. Her molten ember eyes were swirling wildly, as if some unknown—unhealthy thoughts were taking deep roots in her brain.

"Back...?"

She lunged at him, holding his clothes as tightly as she could. Her body and mind were having a breakdown as she heard him say about sending her back.