Somewhere in the core area of the Divine Palace Sect, a certain blonde lady, whose beauty rivalled that of Cynthia Alderford or Saintess Selene, could be seen panting on her bed.
Between her legs was wet, and as one might expect, her room was filled with the scent of pure yin energy. This suggested she had been indulging herself, and the results were evident.
This lady was Big Sister Ingrid, the lady with the void eyes that had seen through the formations at the Silver Leaf Auction House, catching Kent and Manager Alina in the midst of their intimate moment.
It was a pivotal and deeply embarrassing moment for her, but she had witnessed most of it. For weeks now, the image of the handsome and charming little Kent had been imprinted in her mind.
She hadn’t been able to rest or cultivate.
Her thoughts became disordered whenever she tried, and she couldn’t focus. Even going out to talk to her friends, as she used to, had become an impossible task.
Using the excuse of wanting to enter seclusion, she locked herself away. From time to time, when her cravings became unbearable, she would give in and play with little Ingrid until she managed to calm herself down.
“What is wrong with me?” she muttered, lying on her bed like a certain Saintess.
She was at a loss for words.
The fact that she had never had the chance to experience the real thing, nor the confidence to seek out the owner of the manhood haunting her thoughts, drove her to lock herself away, hoping the feelings would simply fade.
“I’m not even eligible to go out until the auction in a month’s time. Maybe I’ll see him again, and maybe, if I’m confident enough, I can finally feel the real thing,” she whispered to herself, clinging to a fragile hope.
Within minutes, she drifted into a restless sleep.
A short while later, a woman of incomparable beauty, the kind that could make any man lose himself, appeared silently in her room. Looking at her disciple’s dishevelled state, the woman shook her head and smiled faintly.
“Looks like she saw something she wasn’t prepared for,” the woman murmured, moving gracefully to spray some perfume into the room.
“My dear disciple, are you truly ready to walk this path? Even your master dares not tread it,” she said softly, her expression tinged with regret. She paused, her eyes clouded with reflection.
“Your master and her friend Selene are destined to die single. I only hope you don’t follow in our footsteps.” With that, she left the room, her presence vanishing as silently as it had appeared.
Of course, this lady is Saintess Neoma, a saintess with the spear, just as Saintess Selene was with the sword.
The two are practically sisters, and for over a hundred years now, they have never dared to give their purity to any man due to a painful scene they witnessed when they were young.
They even vowed they would die virgins.
Well, that was until one of them met a certain sword genius, and in an attempt to take him as her disciple, she instead fell into his trap.
Right now, she was busily making up her mind about whether or not she should give herself to her disciple.
But, well, that might have been a few days ago when she was still deceiving herself that she didn’t like Kent.
Now that she had seen what was making her fellow women scream their hearts out, it would only be a matter of time before she succumbed to pleasure.
Saintess Selene had already crossed over when she allowed her disciple to go down on her. She couldn’t deny it anymore; now, she has given in completely.
The next time the two of them meet, one will become a woman, and the other will remain a virgin.
But who is to be blamed? The Master of the Tower is the master of pleasure, after all.
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Meanwhile, while one disciple was craving Kent’s attention, a similar scene unfolded inside a certain office. A voluptuous woman named Manager Alina had her hands busy, playing with something inside her pants.
Wetness could be seen on her pants, which suggests she has also succumbed to the torture of having a perfect dick in her.
It had been weeks now since Kent’s visit.
Over the past few weeks, she had used her new status as the auctioneer of the upcoming annual auction, along with her connections to the renowned Perfect Alchemist, to keep herself occupied.
But no matter how much she distracted herself, she couldn’t escape the lingering cravings that crept up on her time and again.
She desperately wanted to feel Kent’s touch again, but she didn’t want to risk exposing his secrets by recklessly visiting the Alderford Mansion for a fleeting moment of pleasure.
Aware that people were monitoring her movements both inside and outside the auction house, she knew better than to act impulsively.
And so, she yearned for what she couldn’t have for days now. She wanted to experience it again. She wanted to crave Kent’s touch again.
But since she can’t go out in fear she might lead the tigers to Kent, she could only make do with her fingers while she waited for Kent to appear in her life again.
“Was I not enough for him? I know I did my best, so why hasn’t he returned yet?” Alina muttered, licking her wet fingers.
“I even planned to try Anal with him considering how big sister said it feels. I need to find a way to reach him.” she sighs.
She had planned to go wild the next time they met, but now that she heard the Alderford Mansion had been attacked and some people had died, she began to feel uneasy.
“Was he hurt? I need to find out.”
She racked her mind for a few more minutes until she devised a plan.
She left her office after cleaning herself and went to the store room. After going through some cases, she picked a green blade dagger and stored it in her space ring.
She went to her office and placed it in a jade case, making the dagger, a mere Grade Earth weapon, appear regal.
A few minutes later, she was in front of another desk where she placed the items on the desk and instructed them to ship them to the Alderford mansion with the excuse that it was something left behind by John to be given to his family in case he died suddenly.
It was the perfect plan that nobody would question.
Of course, the dagger and the jade box were just a smoke screen. Inside is a letter and a communication token that will reach her directly
The letter was addressed to Kent.
She craves some dick, and for that, she has to get creative. After all, after tasting the perfect dick created by a goddess, she became addicted.
And so, her perfect plan will indeed make her get what she wants and more. As someone with the best Ass Kent has seen, how is he going to forget her even if it was just a one-time thing.
Now that he has the tower, he will, without a doubt, make her happy like he was instructed to do by his goddess.