Kiri herself had no idea when she would be able to stop, because Li Ke had absolutely no intention of letting her go!
In less than thirty minutes, Kiri had already completely passed out. After thirty consecutive minutes of climaxes, her body had been thoroughly emptied. Even now her eyes were still rolled upward.
If not for the fact that her full chest was still rising and falling with breath and her heart was still beating, Li Ke would truly have believed she was already dead!
Feeling that he had also reached his limit this time, Li Ke released a surge of flame. Part of it poured into Kiri's body, while the rest sprayed outward and splattered directly across her face.
There was no helping it—Kiri's rolled-back eyes simply looked too perfect when set off by that pure white color!
Yet Li Ke…
Felt rather bored.
"Honestly, you're both weak and love to tease. You didn't even last as long as Shinobu Kocho!"
Li Ke truly had no words left. Whether it was because Kiri's nerve cells were especially sensitive or for some other reason, the fact remained that after only a few thrusts she would reach climax. She was extremely easy to handle.
"What am I supposed to do now?"
Looking at the long spear that had already stood back up after only three minutes, Li Ke could not help scratching his head.
Although Seria looked delicate and was only a village girl, she could still fight him intensely for an entire day. Kiri, on the other hand, was powerful and carried the mature air of a big-sister type, yet after only thirty minutes of continuous climaxes she was already finished. The mental impact had been enormous, leaving Li Ke quite helpless.
Still, looking at Kiri's current pitiful state, he had no intention of doing anything while she was unconscious.
Whether it was using her mouth or anything else, it was always more interesting when the girl cooperated. Right now Kiri looked no different from a corpse. Although there was a certain thrill to it, since this was their first time he decided to leave it.
"Forget it…"
Golden dragon flames appeared in Li Ke's hands as he treated Kiri's body. Unfortunately, even after he replenished her vitality, the half-hour of continuous climaxes left her mind still hazy and dazed. As a result he was unable to start a second round and could only pull her into his arms and go to sleep.
However…
In the early morning, Li Ke felt a hand continuously playing with his long spear. He opened his eyes and saw Kiri lying in his arms, using the hand that still wore a long silk glove to stroke him without stopping.
Li Ke was left speechless. Looking at the flushed yet somewhat uneasy Kiri, he asked,
"You're this weak—are you sure it's okay?"
"Who are you calling weak?! I'm not a quick-shot!"
Kiri immediately bristled. Her face was red as she tried to say something more, but Li Ke had already flipped her over without any courtesy, pinned her down, grabbed her long legs, and pressed them up against her shoulders before thrusting straight in.
"Wait! Slow down! I was wrong! Aah! I… I… ah… faster…"
Kiri's voice once again turned seductive, yet her combat power remained just as frail. After Li Ke went all-out for only a short while, she collapsed once more.
She went down without the slightest suspense. Fortunately this time Li Ke did not treat her the same way. Instead he presented his still-full long spear to the Kiri who still retained a bit of reason.
"Bastard…"
Kiri cursed, yet she still used her lips to take Li Ke's long spear and, imitating what she had seen others do before, began to suck.
Thus, by the time Li Ke finally returned to the inn, it was already afternoon.
"Truly weak yet loves to play."
The moment he recalled how Kiri, after resting for a long time, had provoked him again, only to be fucked senseless in less than half an hour and even forced to use her mouth to finish him off, the corners of Li Ke's mouth could not help curling upward.
In truth Kiri was not that pathetic. She had simply chosen the wrong opponent. If it had been the him of the past, they would have lasted about half an hour, and neither the speed nor the depth of his thrusts would have been this intense, so the effect would never have been so overwhelming.
Unfortunately for her, the one she met was the current him. In terms of stamina the two of them were no longer even in the same league!
Kiri's stamina and endurance were truly no longer enough for her to provoke him!
If he wanted to, he could make Kiri cry at any time!
"This is the confidence that strength brings!"
Thinking this, Li Ke spotted Ruohua walking past and without any courtesy reached out to pinch her springy, elastic buttocks. Seria, who was carrying dishes out, was about to look surprised, but Li Ke simply extended his other hand and pinched her buttocks as well, then pressed both girls down onto the table.
"Hehehehe…"
Li Ke only needed to stir his fingers a few times before wet traces appeared inside both girls' rear areas. Yet he did not do anything further to Ruohua. Instead he aimed his long spear at Seria and thrust straight in!
"Ah! Li Ke! Roche will be back soon…"
Seria cried out in surprise, looking at Li Ke with a shy expression and at the dumbfounded Ruohua, yet she still tried to persuade him.
Li Ke gave Seria no face at all. He directly slapped her soft, white buttocks and then rapidly began thrusting.
"Then put more effort into it! Make me finish faster!"
"Nn…"
Seria let out a mournful sound, yet she still tightened tightly around Li Ke, almost making it difficult for him to thrust. Meanwhile his other hand was not idle. Under Ruohua's shy expression as she bit her lip, he continuously thrust his fingers in and out of her garden, steadily pushing her toward climax.
Soon, the soft, delicate gasps of two girls could be heard throughout the inn.
Roche sat by the doorway, her arms wrapped around her knees. Her eyes drifted blankly as she deeply contemplated a sudden realization.
"So, I really am an outsider, aren't I?"
She found the thought a bit strange, but unable to pinpoint why, she simply shook her head and quietly waited outside the room.
Just as she began to think her meal would grow completely cold, a woman radiating a venomous aura approached the tavern. Roche blinked in surprise, recognizing the newcomer immediately.
"You're... Tangji?" Roche tilted her head, calling out her name.
"That's right..." Tangji grit her teeth fiercely, a dark scowl on her face. "Is that bastard Li Ke inside?!"
Roche instinctively nodded before immediately shaking her head in denial. "No! He isn't!"
She knew Li Ke treated her well, helped her train, and was practically her meal ticket. She certainly wasn't going to cause trouble for him.
"Which means he is here!"
Tangji brushed past Roche without another word, kicking the door wide open to storm inside. Roche rushed to follow and help, but before Tangji could even swing a fist, Li Ke moved like lightning, pinning her firmly to the table to suppress her outburst. Inside the chaotic room, Ruohua was resting exhaustedly against the table, while Seria looked thoroughly flustered and overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the commotion.
Roche quietly pulled the door shut, deciding it was best to step back.
A few moments later, the door creaked open again. Seria peered out, her face entirely flushed red with deep embarrassment.
"Um, Roche... I didn't get a chance to finish cooking dinner today. Why don't you head out and get some barbecue? Li Ke and I have some urgent matters to take care of... He said the rest of the money in this pouch is your allowance, but please remember to buy some roast chicken on your way back..."
Seria felt her face burning with shame. Facing Roche while dealing with Li Ke's overwhelming demands left her feeling completely flustered and short of breath.
"Ah, I knew that guy would be like this," Roche sighed helplessly. She took the coin pouch from Seria's trembling hands and turned toward the street. Seria let out a sigh of relief, only to be playfully pulled right back into the room by Li Ke as the door slammed shut once more.
Glancing back at the tightly closed door, Roche shook her head, tossed the heavy coin pouch in her hand, and locked her gaze onto a clothing boutique down the street.
"Even though it's technically your money, you said it belongs to me now. Buying you a gift shouldn't count as crossing the line, right?" Staring at a fine set of men's clothes in the window, Roche fell deep into thought.
Over the next few weeks, Li Ke's life became incredibly comfortable. Though Ruohua hadn't fully broken through her final bottlenecks yet due to various cultivation constraints, Tangji and Seria had fully adapted to this chaotic routine. Tangji had even moved straight into the inn, and Kiri would drop by from time to time.
His daily life had become exceptionally peaceful and pleasant.
But that was exactly where the problem lay.
His heart was starting to grow restless again.
To quiet his troubled mind, Li Ke ventured deep into the Grand Flores seeking a true challenge. Unfortunately, the expedition yielded absolutely nothing. Not only did he fail to encounter the fabled Blazing Binoche and Chilling Keraha sisters, but none of the monsters within the forest could even ignite his true fighting spirit. It was a thoroughly disappointing adventure.
Ironically, Ruohua, Roche, and even Tangji had all shown significant growth and level progression from the trip.
He was the only one who hadn't improved at all.
He desperately wanted to challenge tougher dungeons. Yet, leave alone the Tower of Death, even the Sky Tower had not yet manifested in this era. For the time being, the Arad Continent was so peacefully quiet that Li Ke genuinely didn't know what to do with himself.
After spending some time studying the local Arad magic systems, Li Ke—unable to endure the stagnation any longer—finally decided it was time to wander into another universe.
Specifically, he wanted to visit Mai Shiranui's world.
"Are you planning to head out right now?"
Li Ke leaned back, resting as he observed his companions recovery from their earlier training. Seria sat near him, her silver hair catching the light as she noticed his sudden change in demeanor.
But just as Li Ke solidified his resolve to head to Mai Shiranui's world to challenge its martial artists, an unexpected system prompt materialized in front of his eyes.
"Warning: World Fragments detected. Proceed to salvage and retrieve? Remaining acceptance window: 23:59:58."
Li Ke's hand stilled against Seria's silver hair. He stared at the ticking countdown, completely caught off guard.
"What is this...? Since when did these collection prompts have a strict time limit?"
As he questioned the interface, a surge of invisible, primordial energy suddenly pulsed through his body. For a fraction of a second, Seria's eyes flared into a brilliant gold before instantly snapping back to their natural shade.
Through that brief resonance, Li Ke instantly understood the mechanics behind the change.
"Because the fragment has already been observed, time is now flowing simultaneously for both dimensions. If I don't go to that world immediately to anchor the coordinates, the entity holding the fragment will escape."
Li Ke rubbed his chin, feeling slightly annoyed. It was a classic case of terrible timing; the prompt had arrived exactly when he was gearing up for a change of pace.
Truth be told, he had grown a bit restless over the past few days. It wasn't that the company of Seria and the others lacked charm, but rather that his own strength had completely stagnated, which deeply frustrated him. Even if he had gone to Mai Shiranui's world, his primary objective wasn't just romance—it was a genuine desire to challenge peak fighters.
Although the power levels of the King of Fighters universe varied wildly, their absolute martial will was undeniable. Li Ke desperately wanted to temper his own combat resolve against theirs. Arad simply lacked suitable opponents for him right now—they were either weak enough for him to crush effortlessly, powerful enough to obliterate him instantly, or high-tier entities he couldn't afford to provoke under any circumstances.
For safety's sake, a world like KOF was the ideal training ground. He didn't need to put his life completely on the line just yet.
"Well, might as well take the plunge," he muttered.
The moment he made his final decision, Li Ke's aura shifted entirely. Sensing the sudden change, Seria opened her eyes wide. Wasting no more time, Li Ke wrapped up his daily routines with the girls and began preparing for the transition.
Once he had thoroughly washed up and packed his essential gear, Li Ke sent Seria and the others back to their respective quarters. He isolated himself in the study under the pretext of researching advanced swordsmanship, quieted his mind, and officially accepted the mission.
As Li Ke vanished from the room, the flow of time within the Arad Continent fell into a complete 'stasis'.
However, what Li Ke completely failed to realize was that the exact moment he departed, a colossal entity—a being with massive, cosmic gears slowly turning behind its back—opened its eyes deep within the void.
"So... is this the power of an outer world?"
The Great Will spoke.
This was not Carloso, whom the lesser deities believed to be the absolute authority, nor was it a mere localized god. This was the primordial light of creation, the absolute foundation of the universe itself—the Great Will had officially awakened.
As the entity spoke, the formless presence coalesced into a physical body. It was a figure identical to Seria—or rather, it was Seria.
She examined her hands, sensing the foreign energy that remained from her physical contact with Li Ke. By analyzing the raw rules, parameters, and structural data of other dimensions left behind by his presence, she silently initiated an extensive cross-universal study.
At this precise second, the consciousness occupying the body could no longer be called the simple village girl. Though she still retained the host's memories and traits, she was now effectively the Great Will Seria.
"After integrating these newly acquired parameters, do you no longer consider yourself the dominant shard?"
Gazing across Arad's frozen world-lines and temporal axes, Seria spoke in a voice completely devoid of warmth. Yet, she knew Carloso—who had currently lost the full title of 'Great Will'—could still hear her.
"It matters not. As long as it benefits the baseline stability of this world," Carloso's voice echoed from an indeterminate point in the void. He was entirely indifferent to whether he retained the active mantle of the Creator's consciousness, because from the very dawn of time, the primordial will of creation had only ever been a singular entity.
The only reason he manifested in a masculine guise was because the living beings of this world historically demanded a forceful, dominant champion.
Conversely, Seria materialized in a feminine form because the universe required a vessel for kindness, gentleness, and maternal benevolence.
But stripped down to their core, they were both components of the Great Will—direct expressions of the Creator's consciousness. They simply operated with distinct mindsets, unique personalities, and fragmented portions of the ultimate primordial authority.
Then again, the entire cosmos, including the very concept of the world's existence, was technically nothing more than a shattered remnant of that original Great Will.
Ultimately, whoever held the active title of 'Great Will' was simply the shard that wielded the greatest mastery over reality and offered the highest benefit to the world's survival. Seria had always been one of the most potent contenders for this mantle. Now, by assimilating foreign laws and extradimensional energy, she had naturally claimed the primary title.
Carloso offered no objection to her ascension, asking instead: "Shall we proceed with direct contact?"
He preferred to lay all their cards on the table, openly revealing their existence to Li Ke so he could willingly serve as a conduit for interdimensional commerce and cosmic integration.
However, Seria softly shook her head.
"No. The current arrangement is ideal. He would not respond well to any other approach."
With those final words, Seria closed her eyes and returned to a state of deep latency. Her heightened intellect, divine wisdom, and cosmic oversight receded, allowing her active consciousness to revert back to the simple, everyday persona of the village girl, Seria.
The reality was profound: from the very first day Li Ke had transmigrated into this world, Carloso had been closely monitoring him. If Li Ke hadn't rescued Seria during that critical observation period, or if his core actions had failed to meet their baseline standard of a decent person...
Carloso would have either forced a direct confrontation, or Li Ke would have suddenly choked to death on the very air he breathed.
Because to a certain extent, Li Ke was an external—
God.