Hello, dear readers! Here's chapter 154!
Do check Episode 8 of my A Knight Journey's Youtube Series here: https://youtu.be/xVgLfRd6BPE
Anyway, that's it for today, so if you can and want to support my work, do pledge at least a month on Patre0n (Starts at 1€/month) and/or buy my book (8€=9USD) through the links below.
Bye!
Support Links:
-Don't hesitate to Follow, Review, Favorite, Power stone, share etc. (Depends on the platform you're currently reading on) if you like my different novels. It helps a lot with growing the number of readers.
-YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@TheWanderersUniverse
-(Ebook Format)Book 1 - 'Memories Of The Past' is available for purchase through this link for those of you interested (8€=9USD): https://book.stripe.com/4gw9Dr9n0aMn7dK3cd
-If you prefer having something 'tangible' for your donation, you can visit my patre0n page.
My patre0n: https://www.patre0n.com/CalmWanderer (Switch 0 with o)
To all my Patrons: Thank you very much for your support!
****************************
Bright Star City, Bright Star Island, Flowing Stars Archipelago, Earth
Omniscient P.O.V.
Hearing her not-so-unexpected demand, Demian was quick to please.
A flurry of movements, and Adeliya found herself with her back against the mattress, her vision filled with the naked body of her man in front of her, his powerful muscles and fierce sword reminiscent of a Divine Being.
A moment later, without even asking her if she was ready—the glistening wetness below spoke for her—, he plunged his massive shaft inside her, all in one go until he knocked on her womb's gates.
'Slow' was something neither wanted, their lust having already gone way beyond comfortable levels.
As soon as she felt him penetrate her, a wave of pleasure surged inside her, threatening to overwhelm her mind instantly.
Was there some pain?
A little, sure.
But his Perk and her Carmine physique were powerful enough to get rid of it very quickly, leaving only intense pleasure instead.
As she felt his glans brushing against her womb, she let out a moan louder than she had ever done, her mind blanking out briefly.
Even the assailant, Demian, felt his thoughts blur slightly from the strong stimulation.
After all, whether it was the physical sensation amplification attribute of the bond, or the fact that her insides were ridiculously wet and soft—a feeling somewhat different from her youngest daughter—, the only possible fate for him was falling in combat, and that, no matter how much 'practice' he had in the past.
However, 'death' did not scare him, so his waist did not stop moving, from down to up and up to down, each time adjusting his angle and speed to maximize their shared pleasure, aiming to hit each of her special spots.
At one point, he even used his mastery over magic to keep himself afloat, freeing his hand from having to hold his body up.
Thus, with his hands free, he started to gently grab her breasts, with one hand kneading and twisting the large red nipple on one side, and the other hand squeezing the other breast into different shapes, the two techniques alternating between her soft and fair mountains from time to time.
As soon as he started playing with her naked bosom, the little self-control Liya had on her mounting pleasure crumbled, bringing her to a massive climax and making her pass out for a few seconds, her cave's inner walls clenching madly on his shaft, while a flood of water splashed against his privates.
The woman's sudden reaction made him freeze for a second, almost getting over the edge if his Will had been even a tiny bit weaker.
However, he wanted more, both for himself and for her.
One orgasm?
Not enough!
Thus, after a few seconds of stillness, he resumed moving, his waist movements even fiercer than previously, which, coupled with the lingering effect of her previous climax, pushed the woman over the edge once again, this time even more swiftly.
Unlike previously, the pleasure was too much for Demian, and thus, while shaking like a leaf, his cock started discharging an enormous amount of cum inside her womb, the white liquid quickly overflowing from her pussy before mixing with her own fluid on both her thighs and his own.
Was it over?
No!
Despite feeling as if the woman had drained all his strength, he gritted his teeth, relying on his abnormally strong stamina recovery to start moving again.
It was slow at first, though with each movement, he felt the now unconscious woman below him shake like a boat stuck in a storm.
As time passed, however, the strain on his body lessened, and the pleasure grew, his mind now able to focus a lot more on enjoying the moment rather than on performing well.
A short while later, his stamina had finally recovered to its peak, though his arousal followed along, prompting him to put even more power in his thrust, resulting in many incoherent mumbles coming from below him, as the redhead was cycling through moments of unconsciousness and consciousness at random intervals.
On Liya's side, she felt completely lost, as if her body and mind were experiencing a never-before-seen storm, with waves the size of mountains crashing against her, almost drowning her.
However, she never went completely under, as some unknown mystical thing kept bringing her back to the surface before the same cycle repeated again.
It was...
Terrifying!
But also, extremely exciting!
To be fair, her logical mind was too far gone to really know how, or even what, to properly feel about the whole experience, which was saying something for someone who could now get hit with a missile and walk away mostly unscathed.
Actually, it was not just her, as even Demian was too enthralled by her body to think properly.
His mind was so focused on her that he did not even notice the enormous difference between his previous bedroom experiences with Setaphine—aside from the last one a few minutes ago, of course—and his current one with Liya.
More specifically, it was how much more stimulating it was, turning both him and the other three into lustful beasts.
Granted, in the past, the bond and his personal skills brought both him and Sera heaps of pleasure.
However, the current situation had gone beyond that, a difference that was anything but normal, even by taking into account the fact that he had three goddess-looking women lying naked on his bed, instead of one, with one of them being currently fiercely pounded into an orgasm rollercoaster by him.
The only explanation would be that the stimulation grew with the number of bonds, adapting to the improved stamina and health recovery.
At least, that would be Demian's conclusion once the fours' crazy rodeo ended, which would not happen for a long while.
In the meantime, Demian's and Liya's excitement grew stronger, even though the latter was experiencing orgasms after orgasms, with each of them building on the previous one.
To be honest, if it were not for her Carmine physique and Peak Chi Gathering cultivation base, that level of nervous stimulation would have fried her brain long ago.
Nonetheless, despite being able to bear more, she was still approaching her physical and mental limit, something that Demian could sense through the bond, even through his cloudy mind.
Thus, as her weariness grew stronger and his own climax became impossible to hold at bay anymore, he simply decided to let go with a powerful last thrust, this time plunging his cock all the way into her womb as the latter's gates, most likely due to her repeated orgasms, had grown soft enough to allow, or even welcome, entry for his sword-head.
Then, the dam broke, and the tsunami hit.
In an instant, a feeling of pleasure crashed against his mind, knocking him out instantly as if he were not a powerful Foundation Building cultivator, but that weak mortal he used to be a few months prior, at the time when he got punched in the face by that goon, which ended up with him awakening his memories and Perks.
Aside from his now unconscious mind, strong spasms started wracking his entire body as his shaft discharged a mind-numbing amount of white and thick cum inside Liya's womb, flooding it to the point that neither her womb nor her canal could hold that much liquid, resulting in a mix of both of their liquid running down everywhere on their privates, thighs and even between her buttcheeks to the sheets below.
As for Liya herself, her entire body straightened almost unnaturally, her previous hoarse moan being cut off instantly, while a surge of clear liquid mixed with some whitish traces erupted from the top of her slit, splashing against Demian's pelvis, and drenching his jewel pouch and his thighs, which, added with the ejaculation running down her buttcrack, created a puddle of mixed love liquid on the mattress below her large and soft buttocks.
However, Liya, who had now completely lost consciousness since the stimulation exceeded what her healing factor could deal with on the spot, had her body locked up in an extremely taut position for almost a full minute before her muscles started to relax, though a few lingering spasms still shook her figure from time to time.
With his mind out for the count and all his strength drained from his own climax, Demian's body unwittingly fell on Liya's own, her large, soft breasts cushioning his fall as his head barely avoided knocking into hers due to her abnormally stiff posture.
What he could not avoid, however, was hitting his nose against the relatively firm mattress, though for his current physique, the effect brought no pain, being merely akin to a light touch.
The two then stayed in that position for a while, the only sounds coming from them being their progressively deepening breathing patterns and some sparse light moans as both their nervous systems and muscles gradually began to calm down and heal from the heavy strain they had been put under.
Although nothing could be seen from outside, the reason why their physical and mental states seemed to recover relatively quickly was thanks to Demian's Physiology Perk being currently hard at work to not only repair every brain lesion, muscular tearing, and other system failure they incurred from that ridiculously intense sex, but it was also absorbing the Elemental Energy floating around, pouring it into both of their bodies like a rainstorm during a drought.
Thus, despite their unconsciousness, whether it was their physique, Soul, or Mana, all were either growing stronger, purer, or even both at the same time.
Automatic dual cultivation was truly amazing!
While the two were in dreamland, the two sisters, who were previously sound asleep, started waking up, though whether it was due to the powerful thrusting movements from the raven-haired young man or the explosion of pleasure sent through the Bond the four now shared was unknown.
Most likely a bit of both.
In any case, as the two woke up, they simultaneously let out a moan, Sera's own from deep satisfaction, while Bryn's own stemmed more from confusion.
Hearing her older sister make a similar sound, Sera's gaze was quick to find the golden-skinned beauty's face before asking lazily, letting out a few silly giggles at the end.
"Hey, Sis. So, did you guys do it after I... Well, got done in?"
While staring at her younger sister, Bryn started recalling the previous situation, her brows scrunched in a light frown as memories started surfacing in her mind.
Seeing her reaction, Sera felt confused, wondering inwardly.
'Didn't they do it? Why does she look like she ate a dead rat?'
A few seconds later, Bryn let out a sigh, taking a deep breath before shaking her head as a strained smile graced her lips.
"Not all the way."
Titling her head in bewilderment with no trace of hilarity left on her face, Sera was about to ask again, but stopped herself as her gaze caught the two sleeping figures a few meters away, their respective skin plastered with a mix of sweat and cum, creating an image of depraved debauchery.
Seeing the ridiculously arousing scene, the elven woman had her lips twitch from speechlessness, while feeling some warmth down below.
Letting out a sigh, she then mumbled.
"And they call me perverted..."
Her words brought Bryn's attention toward the two, sharing her sister's dumbfounded feeling, though with an added touch of jealousy.
After all, seeing the state of her mother's body, it was clear that nothing like what happened to her and Demian—Something she begrudgingly admitted she was responsible for—seemed to have happened to the two unconscious people in front of her.
No, instead, it was clear from all those traces that it went beyond well, straight to heavenly perfection.
As the realization hit, she started cursing herself inwardly.
'Why did I have to be so freaking stubborn?! I could've just let him take the lead, and everything would've been fine! Damn your fucking pride, Bryn!'
While stuck in a self-blame loop, she did not notice the slight movements from the man in question.
The latter was indeed finally regaining consciousness after his body had not only completely recovered but also grown slightly stronger, his cultivation inching ever closer toward the Fifth Level Foundation Building Rank.
With his eyelids fluttering open, Demian quickly realized his current situation, eliciting a smirk full of pride and satisfaction from him.
Although he was more than comfortable lying on Liya's soft body, his Senses told him that the two sisters had already awakened from their previous coma-induced climaxes and were waiting for him to wake up.
Well, for Bryn, it was more of a pain-induced coma than a real climax.
In any case, while being as careful as he could, he pushed himself from the sleeping redhead until he was kneeling between her slightly outstretched legs, the movement bringing no reaction from her exhausted body.
Seeing that she was deeply asleep, a light chuckle escaped his lips before his gaze turned toward the two vastly different-looking sisters, a warm smile gracing his lips as he questioned.
"Slept well, Loves?"
Giggling at his cheeky tone, Sera retorted.
"Shouldn't we ask you that question instead?"
Nodding with a mock serious expression, he replied.
"I did, actually. One of the best sleeps I've ever had. Now, my batteries are full and ready to be used again."
Rolling her eyes while an amused grin hung on her lips, she commented.
"So lame, I swear..."
Feeling satisfied from having teased her enough, his gaze moved toward the oldest sister, whose expression was not-so-surprisingly strained.
Knowing exactly what was happening in her head, Demian, with a flirty smile on his face, declared.
"As for you, my Love, we seem to have been interrupted before going all the way, so why don't we fix that right now?"
Freezing for a second at the shameless demand, the young woman's eyes then started avoiding his, a light blush appearing on her cheeks while her deep blue eyes turned slightly misty.
"If we have to... But clean yourself first."
While exclaiming inwardly, 'so cute', Demian's thoughts moved, followed by a thin water curtain condensing on his skin before the water suddenly disappeared, bringing with it all the sweat and other 'unidentified' substances previously smeared all over his skin and hair.
Feeling a bit sorry for Liya, who was pretty much lying in their combined love juice, he also cleaned her body and the sheet below for good measure.
Now they were all pristine, as Sera also washed her own body while he was doing the same to himself and her mother, though it was not because she minded being dirty, but instead because it would make it easier to be dirtied by Demian's white goo again.
Everyone had their own kinks, huh?
Seeing her sister's strange reaction, Sera did not protest having her turn stolen by the former, as it was merely a matter of waiting a bit longer, not missing it entirely.
If that could wipe the frown from her dear sister Bryn's face, then it was worth it.
Of course, she would still use her own 'selfless act' to get a bit more time with Demian later.
Being kind did not mean being stupid.
While Sera was having a funny monologue inside her head, Demian flew toward the blushing golden-skinned woman, planting a kiss on her lips before using his tongue to battle fiercely against hers.
Feeling the tension leaving her body, he then broke the kiss and declared.
"Now on to the main part. But I'll lead this time."
Seeing the embarrassed nod and almost inaudible 'mhm', Demian knew it was time.
Thus, he did not hesitate to go for it, plunging his shaft once again inside her damp cave, though this time it went much more smoothly as he took enough time to help her become used to his girth and length—which she insisted he kept unchanged this time—, overwriting the agonizing experience they had gone through previously due to her recklessness with the incredible pleasure the young man was so-skilled at bringing to his women.
Some time went by, with Demian using every technique in his arsenal to bring her to a climax, something she experienced too many times to count during that particular lovemaking session, her mind being brought to the brink of insanity in a similar way as her mother previously.
This time, however, the raven-haired man was more lenient, knowing that the golden-skinned woman's resistance to pleasure, and thus her mental limits, were much lower than her mother's.
Thus, minutes went by before Demian's cock discharged its usual absurd amount of cum inside the youngest redhead's womb, plastering her inner walls with white liquid, which was quick to run down her own thighs and buttcrack, leaving her both looking as dirty as her mother previously and as satisfied.
With his own limits not reached, Demian did not lose consciousness this time, though his body was too drained of energy to move even a bit for almost a full minute, the moment when his muscles regained their respective sanity, the lingering spasms disappearing completely.
As he turned his head toward Seraphine, who was actually touching herself while gazing in their direction, the latter asked rhetorically, an expression filled with hunger on her face.
"It's my turn now, right?"
Despite feeling his stamina quickly recovering to its peak, Demian could not help himself from feeling a hint of exhaustion, contemplating wryly.
'Every time one is down, another wakes up to take her place, full of energy. Honestly, I'm starting to doubt if my Perk will be enough to deal with these three or if they'll end up draining me so much that I'll have to forget the idea of having foursomes entirely... Get a harem, they said. It will be fun, they said."
However, he kept his complaints to himself as, out loud, he simply replied with a small smile.
"Yes, it is, Love."
From that moment on, minutes, hours, and even days passed in a blur of mind-numbing pleasure, alluring sounds, and heart-burning passion, with the only break taken being when one or several of them passed out from overstimulation.
A little more than a week later.
As the light of dawn flittered through the bamboo curtains, the gentle sounds of rustling leaves and the call of those early-risen birds spread in the large bedroom, with the only sounds accompanying it being four sets of breathing, each long enough to indicate deep sleep.
After a few moments, the rhythm of one of those four sets began changing slightly, as its owner's fingers subconsciously twitched a few times before a low moan escaped his lips.
Then, the man, whose impossibly perfect physical proportions were more akin to a divine being rather than a mortal cultivator, tried to stretch his limbs, his mind still drowsy from the heavy slumber he had just woken up from.
Unfortunately, his wish was quickly thwarted as he felt two heavy weights on his arms and limbs, along with a third one lying on his torso, the three stopping him from moving almost entirely.
Interestingly, though heavy, the tactile sensation of those 'weights' was anything but bothersome.
Pretty much the opposite, actually, as the only thing he felt was warmth and softness, two things he would never have enough of when it came from them.
Even though his mind was still groggy with sleep, there was no way he would not know what, or more specifically, who those three 'weights' were, the bond they shared being a dead giveaway.
While basking in the three women's soft embrace, his eyelids fluttered open, unveiling the deep blue eyes behind.
The latter two briefly emitted a mystical glow before regaining their usual luster.
However, no one else was awake to see the strange phenomenon, though they might not have paid attention to it either way.
After all, Demian's peculiarities amounted to much more than having some 'glowing' eyes.
With a contented smile on his face, the young man was finally able to see his three 'shackles' as his gaze fell on the three very naked and very sexy women, the view extremely arousing even after a full week of craziness.
On each side were Bryn and Sera, each holding an arm while their legs were entangled with one of his, while stuck on his torso lay Adeliya, her arms winding around his neck with her dainty hands gently grabbing locks of his own hair as her legs lay haphazardly half on his own and half on her daughters' own.
It was...
A real mess!
Not only because of their tangled body, but also because of the dried sweat and 'love liquid' all over each of their bodies, including their hair.
Even the sheet below them had dried wet stains, dyeing the light brown color with a darker tone.
And that was just from their last battle, as they had each periodically cleaned themselves and even each other during their week-long sexual seminar, after the amount of filth grew too much for the four of them.
Well, for everyone except Sera, as her tolerance—or enjoyment—was much higher—or different— than the other three.
Fortunately, being able to wield magic to the level of intent made cleaning themselves a breeze, demanding only a thought and a brief moment before a dump could be turned into the equivalent of a 5-star Hotel in terms of cleanliness, and hobos could become squeaky clean.
Knowing that, one would wonder why they were still looking like they had gone through an orgy at a rave party.
The reason was simple: none of them had had enough mental capacity left to actually clean themselves after their last struggle.
Indeed, it all came down to how the week went.
At first, Demian had been able to easily best any of the three—emphasis on any—as they, Sera included, still held some slight reservations about all of them having sex at the same time, in the same bed and with the same man.
After all, theory was one thing, but once they were actually sitting naked, side by side on the mattress, their previous resolve faltered somewhat, helping the young man 'dealing with' them relatively easily as long as they kept taking turns, thanks to his Perk restoring his stamina much more quickly than theirs.
However, the true struggles started for him when Sera began to enlist the help of her sister and mother to deal with him together.
From that moment on, Demian's continuous victories turned into defeat after defeat, with the team of three not even waiting for him to wake up before continuing to use his body for their mad and endless orgasm marathon.
To say he did not enjoy that insanity would be a lie, but it would also be hypocritical if he said he had not been scared of having his life drained out of him by the three succubuses.
Fortunately, his Perk worked in a way that, the more he lost, the more he gained, allowing him to grow stronger with each defeat, his stamina slowly closing on their combined ones until he had finally been able to match all of them with him alone, though that particular battle had ended in mutual destruction, with the four passing out for almost a day due to the enormous strain their bodies and minds suffered.
Well, seeing the satisfied smile on each of their faces, it seemed to have been a welcome destruction, a feeling that the young man shared completely.
With a wry smile on his lips, he exclaimed inwardly.
'Who would have thought that I could pass a Nine-Lightning Lotus Tribulation successfully on the first try, but it took me a week to barely be able to contend with those three in bed...? Life is truly full of wonders...'
Letting out a contented sigh, the young man mumbled.
"Still, this life is truly the best..."
A few months prior, he had just awakened his previous life's memories, realizing he had reincarnated in a parallel world with 'superheroes', or more accurately, 'superhumans'.
Compared to those lucky people, he had only possessed an innately deficient physique and a broken family.
Fortunately, with his reincarnation, he had also been granted the means to transform his whole life—and the three female Mikhailovs along with it—completely, with the only limiting factor being the amount of effort put into his training, as even the lack of proper resources like techniques, spells, etc., was only capable of slowing his growth but not stopping it entirely.
That was the mystical effect of his Perks, and why he called them reality-breaking, as even in a resource-deprived place like the Origin Islands, he was sure he could have reached a very high-level, though the time needed might have been countless times higher than now that he lived in the Federation with its thriving cultivation environment.
From a scrawny and withdrawn teenager with average looks and no physical strength to his current self, whose physique seemed more Divine than Mortal and able to wield enough Elemental power to destroy a Mortal city in one blow.
Right, he was also lying naked in bed with his own Aunt and two female cousins, whose looks now frankly rivaled—some might say surpassed—his own, their respective physical and mental transformations being as mind-blowing as his own.
In his previous life, he had merely been an unknown person, one among billions of other relatively unremarkable humans living on Earth.
Now, however, he was the most talented cultivator in a Federation whose strongest beings were able to twist the Void and wield the Elements at a cataclysmic level.
Although his strength was still relatively insignificant in the entire Cultivation World, his potential was anything but.
Where most would stop as Mortal cultivators, he could actually potentially become Immortal and even 'forcibly' bring his wives alongside him.
While others would have to fight, scrape, and face untold hardships for a single shred of opportunity, he only had to diligently cultivate—or even Dual Cultivate—to transcend Mortality, the only dangers he could potentially face being those cultivators and demons targeting him out of petty jealousy or greed.
If that was not the perfect life, he did not know what it was.
"Speaking of which..."
He mumbled as something suddenly came to his mind, prompting him to observe the current state of his cultivation.
A few moments later, a curse subconsciously escaped his lips.
"God Damn!"
The exclamation was entirely warranted as his cultivation had actually crossed the small bottleneck between the Peak Fourth Level and the Entry Fifth Level, pushing some ways into the Low Fifth Level.
As for his Soul Cultivation and Physique, since he upgraded those two and his Mana cultivation to Immortal-Grade, the three had completely harmonized, forming a complete whole that brought his strength beyond what was normally possible for his current cultivation stage.
Although he had not formally checked, he estimated his fighting prowess to match an average Mid Core Formation, at least in terms of raw prowess.
However, that was discounting both the use of any Talismans, Pills, Weapons, etc., from either himself or a potential enemy, and the use of his own Perks.
Still, having that level of accomplishment after only a few months of cultivation, and with such a 'low' cultivation level, was more than impressive, as the Immortal Path was walked one step at a time, no matter if those steps were tiny or large.
'The problem, now, is that my cultivation technique has become... Well, more informative than truly useful.'
Indeed, with his current Immortal-Grade talent, a Low Heavenly-Grade cultivation Technique was completely inadequate.
While others may find it too complex to comprehend, for him, it felt too simple and full of holes, to the point that he had started to modify the Technique through his 'instincts'.
After all, having Golden Immortal Energy Traces inside his body, he 'simply' had to cross-reference his previous Technique with those traces, experimenting for enough time until he found the right path, while his Perk would be used to fix any damage or injury from the reckless attempts and, from time to time, provide some inspiration to guide him.
In a way, Techniques were merely a path created by cultivators to comprehend and wield the Universal Laws, so as long as one found a way to reach that goal, even if that particular way was extremely reckless, then it would be fine.
Of course, that was something only Demian could do, as his Physiology Perk, through his growing Cultivation level and the addition of two new Bonds, had reached such a level that even if an entire Main Acupoint System disintegrated, it could be fixed in a relatively short while.
Only by obliterating his entire body, leaving no trace behind, could he actually be killed.
Interestingly, Demian had now effectively gone beyond Troll-like regeneration, reaching the legendary drop-of-blood-resurrection.
Of course, resurrection would only be possible if the Intents and Laws used against him could be absorbed by his Perk.
Otherwise, it could end up with him being imprisoned until the end of his lifespan without being able to reform his body.
Still, it was much better than being as 'fragile' as the average Foundation Building cultivator, so the raven-haired man would certainly not complain.
Shoving that thought to the side of his mind, he then started to check on the girls' cultivation after their week-long dual cultivation session, wondering how many gains they received.
Of course, his expectations were lower than for himself, as he knew that they 'only' had access to his Perk at half its effectiveness.
That being said, the current half-effectiveness was still twice as potent as what he had access to before bonding with Bryn and Liya, so the benefits were bound to be plentiful.
As soon as his Soul Sense scanned Brynhild's sleeping figure, he realized that, unbeknownst to him—blame it on the distracting mind-breaking sex—the golden-skinned woman had actually reached Mid Fourth Level Foundation Building, with the Physique and Soul Power to match.
If that were all, then it would merely be impressive.
However, it was the information transmitted through the Soul Bond that truly surprised him more, as he could sense her Talent having crossed that threshold, joining him as the second complete Immortal-Grade Talent—which meant having Golden Immortal Traces in her Marrow, Soul Power, and Acupoint systems—of the group, though she would certainly not be the last.
The only difference between her and him was the quantity of Golden Immortal traces, which meant that his current raw power should still be higher than hers, the exact difference being unknown, however.
Nodding his head, Demian contemplated.
'Reaching that level and with my upgraded Perk, she'll not only be safer, but her cultivation speed will definitely be boosted even further.'
Satisfied with his findings, he then switched to Adeliya and Seraphine, whose cultivation had not moved a notch, though, since both were now at the Peak of Chi Gathering Rank and with Peak Heavenly-Grade Foundation, it was not exactly surprising.
After all, unless they chose to go through their respective Tribulation, attempting to make further improvement was futile.
Instead of being disappointed, however, Demian was thrilled.
Indeed, through the Bond they shared, he could sense a massive amount of Energy being stored in each of their body, enough to propel the two a few levels further once they broke through to the Foundation Building Rank.
Normally, that should have been impossible, as any additional Energy after reaching the Peak of their Rank should have dissipated in the Void.
However, his Perks were clearly beyond this World's Laws, as what should have been impossible had actually become reality, waiting for a breakthrough to let themselves be absorbed by the two women.
Letting out a sigh of relief, he remarked inwardly with a wry smile on his face.
'With that level of Energy, it won't take long for the two of them to catch up with Bryn's cultivation, though they should still trail a bit behind my own, Bryn included. With that, I might be spared from another week-long dual cultivation session for some time, though I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing...'