"Mmm, mmmph!"
Caught off guard, Lena Wei instinctively struggled, but soon remembered her purpose and became compliant. A tingling sensation kept surging from her lips, overwhelming her mind and making her previously tense body suddenly go limp, collapsing completely into Ian Stone's embrace.
After a while, Ian Stone finally let go of the breathless Lena Wei. His gaze lingered on her blushing, pretty face, finding her more and more appealing. Her lips parted slightly, like a fish out of water, and her eyes were misty and shimmering with tears.
Feeling Ian's bold gaze, Lena regained a bit of clarity, her face flushing with shyness as she whispered, "Young Master, carry me to the bed."
Ian didn't answer. Instead, he bent down, picked her up, and strode straight to the bed.
As the morning sun rose, Ian slowly opened his eyes.
He found Lena Wei clinging to him like an octopus, her two soft mounds pressed tightly against his chest. Thinking of last night's madness, he shook his head with a wry smile. Suddenly, he felt a slight soreness in his waist and was stunned—how long had it been since he last felt this way? Clearly, his current physique wasn't what it used to be.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on Lena's gently trembling long eyelashes. He smiled playfully, then thrust his hips forward, pressing against a soft spot. Lena's body trembled, and she looked terrified, opening her eyes to beg, "Young Master, please don't."
"Help me get dressed!"
An hour later, Lena reappeared before Ian, looking completely refreshed. Her temperament had become more ethereal, and her skin was even whiter and more delicate—almost as if a touch would make water bead up along her flawless skin.
"Ian, from now on I'm willing to risk my life for you!"
"Yes."
Lena Wei didn’t dare slack off. Naked, she got up and carefully helped Ian Stone dress. During the process, Ian inevitably touched her here and there, so by the time he was fully dressed, Lena was left panting, her pretty face flushed, and her fair skin tinged with pink and a light sheen of sweat.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Ian, I truly mean it...!"
"Go into town and rent a courtyard. I plan to stay here for a while," Ian instructed.
"Yes!"
Conrad Wu nodded and left to carry out the order.
By the time Ian and Lena finished breakfast, Conrad had already returned.
"Thank you, Ian!" Lena's voice was a little choked with emotion.
The three of them moved into a small courtyard with a pleasant environment.
Thank you, Ian...
Finally getting what she’d longed for, Lena felt her heart settle. At the same time, deep gratitude toward Ian welled up inside her.
"Ian, what is this?" Lena asked cautiously, her brows drawn with doubt and uncertainty.
Ian said nothing and simply stared at her.
In the end, Lena steeled herself, grabbed the pill, and swallowed it without caring whether it was poison.
The pill melted instantly in her mouth, quickly turning into a warm current that spread throughout her body. The sensation was so wonderful that she couldn't help but savor it.
"It's a Marrow-Cleansing Pill. It'll cleanse your marrow and refine your body. Go inside and wash up," Ian said.
Already feeling the pill's effects, Lena was embarrassed. She thanked Ian and hurried inside, having noticed black impurities starting to ooze from her skin—she definitely didn't want him to see her in that state.
An hour later, Lena reappeared before Ian, looking completely refreshed. Her temperament had become more ethereal, and her skin was even whiter and more delicate—almost as if a touch would make water bead up along her soft curves.
"Ian, from now on I am willing to risk my life for you!"
Suddenly, Lena Wei knelt before Ian, her tone utterly sincere.
"Get up."
Ian's voice was very calm: "I know exactly what you want from me."
"Ian, I truly mean it...!"
Ian waved his hand, interrupting Lena. "Relax, I'm not blaming you. I'm just telling you—even if you stay by my side with ulterior motives, as long as you don't betray me, I won't hold it against you!"
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Get up, the floor is cold."
Ian helped Lena to her feet.
"Thank you, Ian!" Lena's voice was a little choked with emotion.
"Here's a King-Grade Technique. Go cultivate it! If you have any questions, come ask me right away." As he spoke, Ian handed Lena the Supreme Sunflame Canon he’d taken from the Scarlet Flame Sect.
"Thank you, Young Master..."
"Thank you, Ian..."
Half a month passed in a flash.
After half a month of cultivation and switching to the new technique, Lena finally broke through to early Divine Sea Stage—with plenty of guidance from Ian, of course.
At the same time, Ian used his Divine Temple cheat to push his own cultivation to the peak of late Origin Core Stage, just one step away from forging his sigil.
The martial arts of this world were very different from the ones in the fantasy world Ian had crossed over from.
A Sigilforge Realm cultivator had to condense a sigil within their body, and during the process, they’d comprehend the divine ability tied to their technique.
For example, once Ian condensed a sigil with his Solar Divine Art, he’d gain the divine ability ‘Heaven-Earth Bronze Furnace.’
Once activated, this divine ability would turn everything within a hundred meters into a sea of flames, burning all things to ash.
But once a sigil was forged, a cultivator could only absorb one type of elemental power.
In this world, the main powers were still the five elements, with wind, lightning, ice, and other energies as supplements.
Of course, there were also many rare types of energy.
Honestly, Ian’s cultivation was already enough to step into Sigilforge Realm, but the thought of being locked into one element made him hesitate.
If he used the Solar Divine Art to forge a sigil, all his energy would convert to pure fire attribute.
"Master!"
That day, Conrad Wu rushed over, his face faintly tense.
"What happened?" Ian asked. He’d sent Conrad out to gather news while he cultivated, and after cultivating a King-Grade Technique, Conrad’s strength had improved—he’d even broken through to mid Origin Core Stage.
Conrad replied, "I found out that the Zhu Family sent people to Gracefield Town and captured everyone from your estate. They announced that if Master doesn’t return within three days, they’ll kill ten Chu Family members each day until none are left!"
Ian didn’t show the slightest hint of panic—in fact, his eyes lit up with excitement. He thought to himself, "The fish has finally entered the net!"