When Kent received the tower inheritance, all he knew was that he could cultivate through dual cultivation.
Essentially, by engaging in sex, he would grow stronger—and he grew much stronger when he slept with someone who had a higher cultivation base than his own.
He never bothered to ask how it worked; all he wanted was to have some fun.
But now, hearing that this wasn’t supposed to be possible, he found himself a little lost.
“Dual cultivation is something neither humans nor the other races can practice. As far as I know, only incubi and succubi have the power to use dual cultivation.
As far as I can tell, you are the first person outside of the demons who can use dual cultivation,” Alina said with a calm yet slightly shocked expression.
“That’s a little concerning, don’t you think?” Kent asked, trying to gauge her reaction.
“A little. But you don’t have to worry—I won’t tell anyone.” Alina seemed to pick up on his unspoken concern and quickly reassured him.
Kent patted her head and smiled. “Don’t worry, I know you won’t.”
[Can she be trusted, Master? If you want, I have a method to erase her memory of today’s events. Alternatively, I can remove her from existence entirely. Just say the word.]
<Jeez, Tower, give her a moment to collect her thoughts.> Kent could only smile at the Tower’s overprotectiveness.
[But can she be trusted? What if she reveals this information to others?]
<She won’t. And even if she does, I doubt anyone would be foolish enough to come after the disciple of a Saintess. But let’s say they do come after me—I’ll just run and bide my time. Once I’m stronger, I’ll come for their heads.>
With a smirk, Kent moved his hand toward Alina’s ass and began kneading it as if to casually shift the mood.
Alina reacted and reached for his still-hard dick. Soon, it was in her mouth, and she began sucking it, making Kent moan softly.
Naturally, things like this are meant to remain hidden. However, such secrecy is only necessary if one fears losing the ability to protect oneself.
Many people had tried to practice dual cultivation, but because it was unique, none succeeded—until Kent.
Due to its uniqueness, many would desire to claim it for themselves. If Kent’s existence became known, it would undoubtedly create a lot of problems.
These problems could arise from within the human continent or even from beyond. However, for now, he wasn’t concerned about external threats.
The reason was simple: to reach the other races, one must traverse thousands of miles through treacherous terrains and seas. No one would be foolish enough to go to such lengths just to report something like this.
Certainly not Alina, who was sucking Kent’s divine rod as though it were a lollipop.
She kept sucking his dick for ten whole minutes before Kent decided to give her what she was after.
He released his load down her throat, causing her to gag a few times. Clearly, she didn’t have much experience and was overwhelmed.
Unlike Lilian, who, based on the signs she had already shown, was a natural-born throat goat—she was just that good.
“Want to go again, or do you want to rest for a while?” Kent asked once Alina had finished swallowing the last rope.
“I want to continue…” Alina replied with a bashful expression.
Kent just smiled, grabbed her legs, raised them, and placed them on his shoulders.
This position framed her pussy perfectly, giving it an inviting look while also making her walls feel tighter.
Kent, naturally, couldn’t resist. He plunged his divine rod into her body, thrusting in a rhythm that quickly took shape. Alina’s moans filled the room, signaling the start of their second round of lovemaking.
While the two were lost in their passionate encounter, the auction outside continued. Treasures of various kinds were being presented for bidding, and as expected in such events, a fierce bidding war was underway.
Both the regular stands and VIP rooms were locked in a competitive struggle, each vying for their desired items. Of course, success ultimately depended on how deep their pockets were.
In VIP room 34, a lady who could only be described as a beauty among beauties sat with a certain young man also sitting beside her. His behavior showed that he was trying his best to charm her, though she seemed largely disinterested.
Her attention remained on the auction, though her focus was subtly directed toward VIP room 14. Using a unique ability, she observed what was happening inside. For a brief moment, her composure faltered, but her willpower held firm.
Despite her divided attention, she placed bids on a few items while keeping her focus on the activities in room 14.
“Big Sister Ingrid, that is a bone-nourishing pill. It’s said to strengthen one’s bones by 20% when used with other treasures. If you want, I will buy it for you,” the young man named Randy offered, but the lady merely shook her head.
Her interest wasn’t in the pill being auctioned at all.
Instead, her attention was riveted on the activity in VIP Room 14. She watched intently as Kent’s dick slid in and out of Alina’s cave. Without even realizing it, her lower lips began to leak, staining her clothes with a single line of cum.
Ingrid and Randy were core disciples of the Divine Palace Sect. Both were Level 1 Root Sages, a status that granted them the privilege to roam freely outside the sect.
Naturally, they could have gone their separate ways, but Randy—someone who had dedicated his entire life to courting the genius Ingrid—chose to accompany her.
And he was making progress. However, today was their last day outside the sect. Just as Randy planned to bring her to an auction to further his advances, Ingrid, who possessed a unique set of eyes, noticed something that made her body react unexpectedly.
She had seen everything from the start—how Kent drilled Alina, how hard and long his dragon remained even after an hour of relentless sex.
Without realizing it, her body began to crave the same experience. Of course, poor Randy was oblivious to what was happening and continued his attempts to win her over.
Back inside VIP room 14, Kent had just released his load inside Alina’s cave, slid out his dragon, and settled back into the comfortable chair.
A small smile formed on his lips. Then like a god, he turned his head toward VIP room 34 and grinned mischievously.
Inside VIP room 34, Ingrid was momentarily startled, which caused her to shift subconsciously in her chair, almost causing her to fall.
“Big Sister Ingrid, are you okay?” Randy asked, noticing her strange reaction.
“I’m fine… Don’t worry about it,” she replied, though she was a little shaken inside. Of course, she didn’t want to show it, so she just sat back and focused on the auction.
Getting caught spying on someone having sex was rather embarrassing, and she wished she could bury herself to escape the humiliation.
If only she knew that she would be meeting the handsome again in a few months…