Kent continued to stare at his Master, who was struggling to trust him. Not that she was entirely wrong. But as a Master, she needed to trust her disciple enough to let him support her, even in dangerous situations.
A shoulder massage wasn’t something to be taken lightly for someone like her, who hadn’t allowed any man to touch her in hundreds of years.
She truly embodied the title of Saintess. Because of her delicate nature and the way she carried herself, having a man’s hands on her shoulders was the last thing she wanted.
Yet here she was, hesitating to reject the offer. Deep down, a part of her was curious. She wanted to know how it would feel.
Call it curiosity, but Kent’s daring nature intrigued her. She wanted to see where he intended to take this.
So, for the first time in 197 years, the Saintess decided to let a man place his fingers on her body, even if it was through her clothes.
“Okay… but before you get any weird ideas, know that I will be watching with my Divine Sense. If you try anything funny, I’ll take you down—disciple or not,” she warned.
‘What an uptight woman. I guess she hasn’t had a proper massage in forever. But don’t worry Master; soon, you’ll be getting more than just a massage,’ Kent grinned inwardly.
“Don’t worry, Master; I won’t do anything weird. That being said, let’s head to your bedroom,” Kent said, standing up.
“Wait, why not here? Why should we go to the bedroom?” Saintess Selene asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
“Chill, Master, no need to be alarmed. I’m suggesting the bedroom because, once I’m done, you might pass out. Unless you want me to carry you like a princess to your bed—which, let’s be honest, you probably wouldn’t want—this is more practical.
I mean, I wouldn’t mind. Carrying you like a princess would be a dream come true for any man,” Kent said with a small smile, one that hinted at something deeper.
“Fine. Let’s go.”
With that, Kent followed his master, making sure his eyes never left the way her hips swayed enticingly as she walked.
‘I’ll tap that soon,’ he muttered inwardly, as though sealing a promise to himself.
“Just sit on the bed and relax your body. It’ll only take a few minutes, so try to relax your body. Passing out would be like winning a sword battle against you,” Kent said with a playful smirk, moving closer as Selene sat on the bed.
“I’m going to touch your shoulders now,” Kent added, extending his hand. Just before his fingers made contact, he discreetly activated the [Divine Pervert’s Touch].
He quickly desires to calm her body down.
It worked like magic. The moment his hands rested on her shoulders, her body relaxed almost instinctively. Her heartbeat quickened for a brief moment before steadying into a tranquil rhythm.
‘What is this strange feeling? How is he doing that?’ Saintess Selene wondered, immediately activating her divine sense to probe what was happening. However, no matter how deeply she inspected, she couldn’t detect anything unusual.
All her divine senses revealed was Kent’s hands methodically massaging her shoulders with a controlled, soothing rhythm. Yet, the sensations her body was experiencing told a different story.
It felt as though an unseen energy was flowing into her, spreading a profound sense of calm throughout her entire being. Oddly, the energy wasn’t invasive or harmful—it simply melted away her tension.
The mismatch between what she saw and what she felt left her puzzled. But within seconds, her once-fatigued body began to loosen further, and her stiff, overworked muscles softened under Kent’s careful touch.
If only she knew, things could have been a little more invasive.
The Divine Pervert’s Touch skill perhaps shouldn’t go by that name.
It should be more like Divine Desire Touch. All Kent had to do was think—or, more precisely, desire—and it would manifest that desire through his touch.
A very powerful skill with countless applications.
The skill was simply too versatile. At the moment, Kent was using it to do two things for his master:
First, he eased her fatigue and loosened her stiff muscles. Then, he worked to calm her as much as possible. The rest would rely on her body’s natural response.
Of course, if Kent wanted to, he could have forced his mental strength to put her to sleep. But that would have been intrusive, especially since he had promised not to do anything inappropriate.
It didn’t matter much, as two minutes into the massage, Saintess Selene was already feeling her eyes grow heavy.
‘I feel…sleepy,’ she muttered inwardly, her senses dulling further.
‘I have to trust him. He said he wouldn’t do anything bad to my body, so I have to trust him.’ Accepting that she couldn’t hold on much longer, she decided to place her dignity in Kent’s hands.
She could only trust him. After all, what kind of master would she be if she couldn’t trust her own disciple?
“Kent, I will leave my body in your care. I trust you won’t violate it,” Saintess Selene said before relinquishing all the resistance she held within her body.
The moment she let go, she felt an immediate sense of calm wash over her. The sensation she had been resisting began to flow freely through her, bringing a soothing warmth to every fiber of her being.
Within seconds, her senses dulled, and for the first time in many years, Saintess Selene closed her eyes and drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Kent, noticing his master had fallen asleep, carefully laid her on the bed and stood up. He gazed at her tranquil face and smiled softly.
“Don’t worry, Master. With me around, you won’t have to worry about anything. This disciple will care for you in ways you never imagined possible.”
After whispering those words, Kent left the room. He headed straight to Unity’s dwelling, where he spent several hours embracing each other.
Once done, he visited Lilian and shared a few rounds of sex with her as well. By the time he was finished, he could feel his cultivation nearing a breakthrough.
Having reached the peak of Level eight, he was just a step away from ascending to the Root Master stage.
But despite the temptation to force the breakthrough by spending more time with Lilian, he refrained. Instead, he returned to his room and retrieved the Aura Stone from his space ring.
< Tower, you said absorbing this would help me break through, correct? > Kent asked.
[Yes. Aura Stones come in various grades. In this world, there should only be four: Low, Medium, High, and Rare. The one you have is a High-grade Aura Stone, so it should provide more than enough energy to not only push your Sword Aura to the next level but also strengthen other aspects of your cultivation.]
<Alright then.>
Kent sighed, then sat cross-legged and activated his cultivation technique, the Primordial Infinity Dragon Art. He began channeling the energy from the Aura Stone.
Immediately, profound changes started to occur.
