Both Kent and the Saintess were taken aback by what had just happened.
She felt a wave of energy enter her body when Kent released inside her. It was as if she had taken in a cultivation treasure that could only be bought with billions of spirit stones.
She felt her cultivation base rise by a speed she never knew possible.
But in Kent’s case, not only did he sense a wave of energy enter his body, but he also felt his cultivation base rise by leaps and bounds.
He was at the 4th level of the Root Saint stage when they began, but now, after climaxing inside both the disciple and master, his cultivation base rose to the 7th stage.
It rose three whole levels, and for a moment there, Kent could tell something wasn’t right. At best, he should have risen a level and then reached the peak of that level.
But three whole levels…that is wild.
But he first continued to release inside her for a couple of seconds before the last drop entered her body.
He pulled out and sat on the bed, feeling a wave of energy wash through his body as if he had been injected with a cylinder full of spiritual energy.
“What happened… why are you suddenly Level 7 Root Saint?” the Saintess asked, looking at Kent with a shocked expression.
‘It even affected my cultivation base. At this rate, just one more time and I will become a Level 6 Root Great Sage.’
Ingrid, too, held the same expression. She was at the peak of the Root Sage stage and had been trying to break through for nearly five months. For normal cultivators with low-level Spirit Roots, that wasn’t easy.
Luckily, she had received a boost and now possessed a Platinum Grade Spirit Root.
But even so, she had yet to make a huge progress toward the breakthrough. Now, however, she could tell that she would break through the moment she started to cultivate.
It was as if her bottleneck had been weakened, so she wouldn’t have to do much to break through.
“I guess there’s no point hiding it now,” Kent smiled. He knew he had to say something, and since he planned on making them his women, he must at least trust them this much…
“I am a dual cultivator.”
The two ladies widened their eyes in shock upon hearing that. In truth, both the disciple and her master had suspected it, but they hadn’t actually thought it was the case.
From their understanding of dual cultivation, men and women must be dual cultivators to benefit from it.
If only the man had dual cultivation, then only the man would see a change. Also, this progress is determined based on the difference In cultivation level.
A mere Saint shouldn’t be able to increase her cultivation base even to a degree.
Yet Kent did just that…
They were humans with no talent for dual cultivation, so why did they feel their cultivation bases rose when he came inside them?
It just didn’t make any sense.
“Before you think it, no, I am not a demon, nor do I have any demonic energy. My cultivation technique is unique. It allows me to dual cultivate with those who don’t even have a talent for it.
All I need is to have sex with them, and we both will grow. But before you judge my dual cultivation, know that I don’t have to be stronger than you to affect your cultivation.
No, my yang essence is rich, which is why you felt the boost when I came inside you. Of course, there’s more to it, but I want to clarify that I am a dual cultivator, not a demon.”
“I don’t get it… How is this possible?” she asked, not understanding anything.
“Simple. I have sex with you, and when you climax and I do the same, we both become stronger. In a way, we are like batteries charging each other,” Kent replied.
“Unbelievable,” Saintess Neomi muttered.
She was dumbfounded and shocked beyond her understanding. The fact that a human possessed dual cultivation just didn’t seem real to her. Kent was full of surprises.
“Yeah, so that’s me. I’m unsure what you want to know, but you can ask your questions now, and I will answer them to the best of my abilities. That being said, I have dual cultivation… yay.”
The disciple and her master sat there staring at Kent as if they had seen a dragon.
Well, he is a dragon, so in a way, they had indeed seen a dragon—and this dragon came with some added perks.
“Does Selene know?” the Saintess asked, but Kent could only look at her like, ‘Bruh.’
“She knew, and she was just like you when she found out,” Kent chose to indulge her, knowing she would soon be struck with yet another shock.
“Then does this affect us in any way? I mean, breaking through just by having sex doesn’t seem like something that will benefit a person in the long run,” she asked again.
The Saintess was someone who had risen to her current stage through training, battles, and good old-fashioned cultivation.
She never once used any pill or any form of resources to boost her cultivation, so her foundation is solid. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she has perhaps the most solid cultivation base in the whole human continent.
Perhaps that was the reason why she was able to help raise Kent’s level by three ranks. That shows just how solid her foundation is.
So, she is worried her cultivation base will actually be affected by this.
‘She really is something’, Kent thought, impressed.
The saintess is a genius, and now he can see it clearly.
“Don’t worry, my bloodline and yang qi are too powerful. Instead of destroying your foundation, they will strengthen it to levels you couldn’t imagine.
Of course, if you are not convinced—since you practically are a genius—know that, like a perfect pill, my seed is also perfect.
And oh, I am also an alchemist, by the way. You may have heard of me; they call me the Perfect Alchemist.”
Kent’s reply was both serious and funny, but in the end, the two ladies could only stare at him and wonder if they had made the right choice.
In the end, Kent could only smile and tell them everything. He told them about his alchemy skills, his connection to a goddess, and the amazing women now in his harem.
He left out the tower for now…
Kent didn’t exactly care about them fainting. They could only become who they wanted to be by accepting the impossible. Right now, Kent was that impossible.
By the time he was done, their jaws were on the floor.
“You know, if this is the expression you two will wear when you meet my goddess wife, then we have to fix it,” he said, laughing at their expressions.
In the end, he could only ask them the nagging question. This, of course, would decide whether or not they wanted to move ahead and become his or if they would back out.
“So, Saintess Neomi and Ingrid, do you ladies want to become my women and join my harem?”