[ Status ]

[ Name: Vahn Necrotis ]

[ Title: The Rebellious One

[ Lifespan: 17 / 500 ]

[ Physique: Void Refining Physique ]

[ Cultivation Level: Nascent Soul - Stage 4 ]

[ Cultivation Arts: Art Of Healing (Verse -1), Nine Heavens Lightning Swords, Dream Manipulation Art, Shadow Transformation Art, Ancient Shadow Summoning Art, Infernal Spirit Summoning Art, Fire Phoenix Wings, Dragon Phoenix Union Art, ]

[ Elemental Affinities: Light (Bonded), Darkness (Innate), Lightning (Merged), Fire (Bonded) ]

[ Special Skills: Divine Cook, Saber Mastery, Curse Monarch's Halo, Grandmaster Weapon Craftsmanship, Master Warlord ]

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For the rest of the night, Vahn and Seraphina were completely lost in lovemaking. It was a potent fusion of spiritual energy and deep intimacy. It was not only immensely pleasurable for both, but it also elevated their cultivation at a rapid, astonishing pace.

​The Divine Bonding System activated, granting extra bonuses to both parties for their sacred union.

​Seraphina's progress was staggering. Her Soul Transformation cultivation witnessed massive progress, driven by the unique harmony with Vahn's powerful Nascent Soul. She was certain this couldn't be attributed solely to the basic Dragon Phoenix Dual Cultivation Art; it was undeniably due to the deep, unique bond they shared.

​In just one night, she experienced breakthroughs across 3 minor cultivation stages. Her power soared so dramatically that she knew if this continued for a few more days, she would surpass both Lilith and Aria before they even knew what happened.

​

​Their passionate lovemaking did not go unnoticed. Lilith, confined to her own chambers and currently wrestling with the complex manuals required to break her Spider Demon Curse, heard Seraphina's "shameless moans" echoing softly throughout the Royal Palace with her keen spiritual senses.

​It made her profoundly frustrated and annoyed.

​Why didn't he make any move on her?

​Her mind raced through possible reasons. Was it really about her looks? Does he find her repulsive?

​She shook her head, dismissing the idea. She had never seen disgust or hate in his eyes when he looked at her. There was only curiosity, fascination, and even admiration, likely due to her skill in the Darkness Dao.

​So, what's the problem?

​Does she need to be more appealing? Her mind frantically searched for a possible excuse, unable to accept that she, the formidable Darkness Saintess, could be overlooked.

She was desperate to shed her weakness and claim a share of that intimacy and affection.

the morning, Vahn woke feeling immensely refreshed. The Dual Cultivation had not only advanced his power to the middle of Nascent Soul realm, but it had also completely revitalized his spirit. Seraphina was still peacefully wrapped in the blankets.

​

He smiled, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. He didn't wake her, allowing her to rest after her own staggering overnight cultivation leaps.

​After freshening up and donning his royal robes, Vahn stepped out onto the main balcony of the Royal Palace. His eyes immediately went to the training yard below.

​

​Under the pale morning sun, the newly formed Royal Guard was already at work. Overseeing them was the Ghost King, his spectral form radiating cold, precise authority as he put the raw recruits through brutal, regimented drills. The ghostly legion of the Misty Valley served as terrifying, relentless sparring partners, ensuring the new vassals took their training seriously.

​It was a beautiful sight for a burgeoning Emperor.

​But then, Vahn's eyes involuntarily turned to the right balcony, where Lilith stood alone. Though she didn't express it on her face, her expression was its usual mask of cold elegance, Vahn knew she was distressed about something. Her shadow energy seemed slightly restless, and she was gazing out but not truly seeing the mountains.

​Vahn approached her, his Imperial Aura softening as he reached her side.

​"Good morning, Instructor," Vahn greeted warmly, calling her by thr playful, joking title that acknowledged her guidance on his journey.

​Lilith stiffened slightly at the unexpected warmth but maintained her composure.

"Good morning. Instructor?"

​"Yes... Instructor. You will always be my instructor," Vahn said, his smile genuine.

​Lilith remained silent, but a tumultuous conflict of emotions rose within her. She didn't wish to be forever branded as his "Instructor." The title felt like a respectful distance, a recognition of her skills but a dismissal of her heart. She wanted more.

​Her entire journey with Vahn had started with guiding him for their shared vengeance, using him to strike at the Holy Lands. But somewhere along the line, without her even noticing, she had fallen for him.

​When did that happen?

​Maybe it was that crucial moment, early on, when he looked at her hideous, cursed face and her true, repulsive form beneath. He didn't flinch. Instead, he had simply said, "You're not ugly at all. I accept you."

​She had witnessed his staggering growth, both physically and mentally. He was no longer the desperate youth she had trained; he was a King—strong, determined, and willing to risk everything to keep his loved ones safe from harm.

​Any woman would fall for a man like him; she was no exception. Beneath the cold exterior of the Darkness Saintess lay a profound yearning to feel protected, truly protected, by someone close.

​

​Lilith took a slow, deep breath, finally turning her gaze from the distant hills to Vahn.

​"The defenses are fine," Lilith stated, becoming serious. "The Concealment Barrier is stable, and the Ghost King is an excellent drill sergeant. The Dynasty is secure from local threats."

​"What's your next plan?" she asked.

​Vahn nodded calmly. "Remember the Barbarians? I think we should go meet them."

​Lilith's eyes narrowed. "The Barbarians... That's a good direction for territorial expansion. But they have exceptional physical strength and anti-spirit energy domains. If you get close to them, you will be a helpless chicken."

​Vahn laughed, a deep, confident sound. "Haha, you think I am really physically that weak, Lilith? My Void Refining Physique is not for show. Besides, we're going for gathering intels and learning their weaknesses. We cannot rule this continent without understanding its strongest local power."

​Lilith looked at him doubtfully. Her experience told her this was reckless. "I don't think this mission would go that smoothly. We should take extra measures for safety. Just in case."

​"That is of course," Vahn agreed, his smile acknowledging her valid caution. "We go, but we go prepared."

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