Kaelan Drago glanced up at the night sky, where the moon shone brightly amidst sparse stars, a sight that filled the heart with delight. Cool night breezes caressed his cheeks, while the distant, muffled sounds of patrol commands and footsteps echoed from afar. The entire military camp radiated an aura of killing intent amidst its solemn and orderly stillness.

  His heart began to race with desire. He thought to himself, "This is a rare opportunity. I'm already at her Central Division rear tent. Why not go see that lovely phoenix?"

  Having made up his mind, Kaelan Drago began moving stealthily through the rear tents of the Central Division with practiced ease. Soon, he located the square tent marked by the phoenix banner.

  "Hmm! Is she still bathing at this hour?" Kaelan Drago murmured to himself, his heart racing as he saw a faint glow from the bathing curtain. Having already faced consequences once, he reasoned it was better to press on—those eighty lashes couldn't have been for nothing. Bolstered by his thieving heart, he summoned the courage of a thief and tentatively moved forward.

  But the sight of the two Golden Phoenix Guards standing outside the tent froze Kaelan Drago in his tracks. The urge to act was strong, but fear held him back. He knew that if caught again, eighty lashes wouldn't be the end of it. He waited. The guards, who should have been patrolling, remained motionless, standing as if rooted to the spot. This infuriated Kaelan Drago. "Damn it," he cursed inwardly, "how am I supposed to get close like this?"

  After waiting a while longer, the two still showed no sign of moving. This was his chance—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to catch Lady Lyra Phenix bathing. Kaelan Drago was determined not to let it slip away.

  Glancing at the two Golden Phoenix Guards standing rigidly at attention, Kaelan Drago gritted his teeth and growled, "Screw it—let's go!" Driven by sheer audacity, he launched into an agonizing crawl.

  After writhing and scurrying through countless hardships, Kaelan Drago finally crawled to the rear of the tent.

  "Hurrah!" A joyful song echoed in his mind—he hadn't alerted the guards.

  Licking his parched lips, Kaelan Drago gently pried open the tent flap with his blade and peered inside.

  "Ah!" The scene inside the tent left Kaelan Drago utterly stunned.

  Bright lights illuminated every detail. At the center stood a large, waist-high bathtub. Lady Lyra Phenix sat inside, completely naked, her beautiful face solemn. Her normally bright phoenix eyes now held a weary expression.

  A crystalline, nearly transparent water curtain stretched around her. Beyond it, three masked figures clad in black stood at three points, continuously slashing at the curtain with their swords. Each strike produced a hissing sound, cutting an opening in the water barrier. Yet, the edges of the tear were instantly sealed by a layer of mist, and the curtain swiftly restored itself.

  "Arcane Warrior!" Kaelan Drago gasped, recognizing the flickering blue flames dancing at the sword tips.

  No wonder the guards hadn't moved—they'd already been neutralized. But how had these men infiltrated the heavily guarded camp and pinpointed Lady Lyra Phenix's location? Kaelan Drago's mind raced.

  It turned out that just as Lady Lyra Phenix was comfortably soaking in the hot water, three Arcane Warriors suddenly materialized before her. Caught off guard and completely unclothed, Lady Lyra Phenix could only conjure a water barrier, trapping the three unwelcome guests outside the water screen, hoping they would retreat.

  Though astonished by the stunning woman's formidable power, the Arcane Warriors refused to give up. Positioning themselves at the three cardinal points, they channeled fire magic—an element potent against water—aiming to breach Lady Lyra Phenix's barrier. With no other choice, Lady Lyra Phenix continuously replenished her water shield, trapping all four within the tent in a stalemate.

  Kaelan Drago watched with growing alarm as Lady Lyra Phenix's water barrier steadily shrank. Such Arcane Warriors were rare across the continent, for only those with exceptional talent and rigorous training could master this path. Their formidable swordsmanship combined with terrifying magic earned them a fearsome reputation in the assassination trade.

  Typically, a single Arcane Warrior could accomplish a mission effectively. The presence of three here signaled the importance placed on Lady Lyra Phenix. Yet her performance proved she truly lived up to her title as the strongest woman—holding her own against three adversaries for so long under these circumstances.

  Kaelan Drago knew his current strength wouldn't stand a chance against even one of them. Lady Lyra Phenix couldn't hold out much longer either. Behind the water barrier, her fair face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans glistened on her porcelain forehead, and the bright light in her phoenix-like eyes had dimmed. The water barrier seemed on the verge of collapse.

  However, the three attackers also appeared to be nearing exhaustion. Each was panting heavily, their sword-wielding arms growing heavy. Yet, seeing a glimmer of hope, they still struggled to swing their blades. After all, they held the upper hand in the battle.

  Kaelan Drago's mind raced. This was the perfect chance to impress the beauty—a heroic rescue!

  His gaze drifted to the small pouch at his waist, and suddenly, inspiration struck: "Perfect! I'll use this!" Kaelan Drago flashed a smug grin.

  Kaelan Drago pulled out the intoxicating potion he'd once used on Lyna Kynn. This mild aphrodisiac not only gradually stirred a woman's natural desire but also left her feeling weak and limp. Those who inhaled it felt as if they'd experienced a sensual dream, hence its poetic name: "Ethereal Mist."

  A faint wisp of smoke began to spread through the tent. Gradually, the three men, who had been wildly swinging their swords, suddenly felt an increasing wave of fatigue wash over them. Simultaneously, an unusual sensation rose within their hearts, causing them to unconsciously slow their sword strokes. The blue flames at the tips of their blades vanished.

  Kaelan Drago silently counted to fifty in his mind before charging in. With a commanding shout, he bellowed, "You audacious rogues! Drop your swords at once!" The moment his words echoed, the swords in their hands actually fell to the ground. Simultaneously, their bodies went limp, and they collapsed onto the floor.

  Lady Lyra Phenix's guard dropped instantly. The water curtain shattered, splashing onto the surrounding floor. This man had arrived just in time—the bathwater was rapidly diminishing, threatening to collapse the water barrier. Exhausted and drained, Lady Lyra Phenix had no energy left for anything else. She immediately closed her eyes to meditate and restore her energy. She felt utterly depleted; the prolonged struggle had nearly drained her of all strength.

  Kaelan Drago seized the opportunity to feast his eyes, his roving gaze boldly exploring Lady Lyra Phenix's exquisite form. Seated in the tub, she was now nearly completely exposed, the remaining water barely covering her long, rounded, porcelain legs.Her full, alabaster breasts stood tall and firm, their impressive weight evident. The two rosy-red nipples, each about the size of a peanut, stood proudly erect. Her slender waist, a stark contrast to her ample bosom, seemed almost too delicate to grasp. Her snow-white abdomen was flat and firm. Between her legs, a patch of glossy black pubic hair, dampened by the water, clung smoothly and obediently to her mound.

  All this sent Kaelan Drago's desire soaring.

  Kaelan Drago thought bitterly, "What a pity!" For when he had cast "Ethereal Mist," Lady Lyra Phenix had been within the water barrier and remained unaffected. Just as Kaelan Drago was consumed by regret, a black-clad figure, weakly seated on the ground, struggled to pick up a sword and swung it viciously at Kaelan Drago.

  Kaelan Drago, consumed by passion, countered with a swift backhand strike. Blood spattered as the hooded figure's head rolled away. Seizing the moment, he swung again, severing the second masked man's head. Witnessing his comrades fall, the last masked man shrieked in terror.

  Watching the terrifying man approach her, blood dripping from his sword, his face radiating murderous intent, she felt utterly powerless. Fear flickered in her eyes as she shook her head frantically, trying to retreat.

  At that moment, Lady Lyra Phenix opened her eyes and commanded, "Spare one for interrogation!" Her voice still carried a hint of weariness.

  Kaelan Drago turned and respectfully replied, "Yes!" He then brought the masked man before Lady Lyra Phenix, positioning himself beside her while stealing glances at her beautiful figure.

  Lady Lyra Phenix remained utterly unaware that Kaelan Drago had taken in her alluring form. She demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you?"

  When the masked figure refused to answer, Kaelan Drago flicked her veil away with a sword thrust.

  "What a pretty little thing!" Kaelan Drago thought to himself. The girl was strikingly delicate—willow brows, large eyes, a thin, small mouth, and a pointed chin. She stared back at him stubbornly, still saying nothing.

  Kaelan Drago waved his still-dripping sword near her face and said slowly, "You are beautiful. But I wonder if you'll still be so beautiful after I cut off your nose?"

  Her exquisite face twitched. Kaelan Drago's earlier cruelty proved his words were no empty threat. The thought of her beautiful face without a nose sent a chill down her spine. By then, the tip of his sword had reached her nose. Feeling the icy touch, she cried out, "Stop! I'll talk!" Her voice was surprisingly clear and melodious.

  Lady Lyra Phenix gave Kaelan Drago an approving look before beginning her questioning. Kaelan Drago sheathed his sword and stood to one side, his eyes occasionally drifting toward Lady Lyra Phenix.

  As the questioning deepened, Lady Lyra Phenix's expression darkened.

  It turned out this girl was Jada Umbra, a Arcane Warrior hired at great expense by Asura, another military power on the continent. the beast-kin nation of Asuraa, situated in the barren northwest, had long been dissatisfied with their arid lands and coveted this fertile territory.This time, exploiting the clash between the two armies, they planned to assassinate both commanders simultaneously. Then, capitalizing on the ensuing chaos, they would crush both forces and seize control of the Great Lake Region.

  This "killing two birds with one stone" scheme was indeed ruthless. It would severely cripple both Fastia and Karthos, rendering them incapable of threatening Asu in the near future.

  Kaelan Drago listened for a moment, but gradually, Lady Lyra Phenix's enchanting figure drew his attention. His eyes fixated on her crystalline breasts, far larger than Lyna Kynn's, and he thought: "To hold them in my hands... the sensation would be utterly exquisite." At this thought, Kaelan Drago's mouth watered.

  At that moment, a faint blush spread across Jada Umbra's pale, delicate face. Her small mouth opened slightly as she began to twist her slender body in discomfort. Noticing Jada Umbra's unusual reaction, Lady Lyra Phenix turned to look at Kaelan Drago in confusion. Only then did she realize the man standing beside her was staring intently at her, his eyes fixed.

  Lady Lyra Phenix's porcelain face flushed crimson. She shot the lecherous man a fierce glare. Seeing Kaelan Drago completely oblivious, she extended a slender porcelain finger and beckoned him with a subtle flick. As if spellbound, Kaelan Drago leaned his face closer.

  "Smack!" Lady Lyra Phenix's hand left a bright red handprint on Kaelan Drago's cheek.

  "Huh?" He clutched his stinging cheek, looking utterly innocent at the slightly angry Lady Lyra Phenix.

  "You lecherous fool! Get out!" Lady Lyra Phenix scolded, her porcelain face flushed.

  Snapping out of it, Kaelan Drago suddenly seized Lady Lyra Phenix's hands, pressing his lips onto her luscious, rosy-red mouth in a passionate kiss. Lady Lyra Phenix stiffened, a flash of shame and anger crossing her eyes as she prepared to resist fiercely.Suddenly, her bright phoenix eyes lit up with surprise and delight. Her entire body quickly went limp, and she breathed softly as Kaelan Drago's tongue stirred wildly inside her mouth.

  After a long while, Kaelan Drago finally pulled away from Lady Lyra Phenix's lips, panting heavily.Watching Lady Lyra Phenix lie limp in the basin, her chest rising and falling, her enchanting, alluring form, Kaelan Drago felt his heart burn fiercely, his desire nearly overwhelming him. He longed to take her right then and there. Yet, the last remnants of his reason forced him to suppress the fire within. Bowing, he replied, "Your servant obeys!"

  Lady Lyra Phenix watched Kaelan Drago walk toward the tent flap with a dazed expression. Her rosy lips parted several times. At that moment, a thousand conflicting emotions swirled within her heart, yearning for this man to stay.

  Kaelan Drago had nearly reached the doorway when he abruptly halted and turned back.

  Watching Kaelan Drago stride toward her, Lady Lyra Phenix felt her heart pound violently. Her limbs grew weak beneath her.

  Kaelan Drago grabbed Jada Umbra off the ground and declared, "Leave this woman to me!" At that moment, the drug's effects took hold, leaving Jada Umbra burning hot, her body limp as if boneless as she collapsed against Kaelan Drago, her breath coming in soft, gasping whimpers.

  Lady Lyra Phenix nodded weakly. Watching Kaelan Drago carry the limp Jada Umbra out of the tent, Lady Lyra Phenix found herself oddly envious of Jada Umbra, wishing desperately that it were her in that woman's place.

  "What's wrong with me?" Lady Lyra Phenix was startled to realize she'd entertained such a thought. Could it be she'd fallen for this lecherous man? She shook her head vigorously, as if trying to shake the notion from her mind.

  "I can't be certain he's the one yet..." Lady Lyra Phenix composed herself, forcing herself to calm down.

  What Lady Lyra Phenix didn't realize was that it was the faint scent of "Ethereal Mist" she had detected that had stirred the desire within her. Otherwise, though Kaelan Drago had touched a deep chord in her heart, her once pristine heart wouldn't have been so easily moved.

  Kaelan Drago himself remained unaware of this. Lady Lyra Phenix had indeed caught a whiff of his "Ethereal Mist," and it had produced such an effect. Now, he was desperate to vent the raging fire within him, and Jada Umbra presented an excellent target.

  Lady Lyra Phenix rose lazily, dressed herself, and went out to release the restrained guards, instructing them to tidy up the scene. Then she entered her own bedchamber alone.

  Lying alone on the wide, soft bed, Lady Lyra Phenix's thoughts began to race again. She tried desperately to calm herself, focusing on strategies to deal with Asu. Yet, during Jada Umbra's interrogation, her sharp mind had already devised a plan.

  Tossing and turning, Lady Lyra Phenix still couldn't quiet her mind. Kaelan Drago's face kept appearing in her thoughts, along with his nimble, passionate tongue. That fiery kiss moments ago had ignited the long-smoldering flames of desire within her heart.

  Kaelan Drago's face kept appearing in Lady Lyra Phenix's mind, as if he stood right before her. Gradually, his features overlapped with another, more childlike visage, growing ever clearer. "Could it truly be him? But this man is so lecherous, with such a poor reputation in the army. He's so different from the man in my heart. If it's not him, then how do I explain that bite mark?"

  Cradling the scorching-hot body of Jada Umbra, Kaelan Drago strode triumphantly back to his tent. Tonight, he intended to savor this hard-won prize to the fullest.

  Tossing Jada Umbra onto the bed, her body limp as if devoid of bones, Kaelan Drago first stripped himself. His cock stood proudly erect, ready to devour.

  Overwhelmed by sensations she'd never known, Jada Umbra desperately wanted to tear at her own skin, to rip off her clothes. Yet her limbs were utterly limp. All she could do was writhe on the bed and moan.

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  "It feels so unbearable! Save me..." Jada Umbra stared straight at Kaelan Drago, her clear, large eyes veiled in a haze.

  Kaelan Drago looked down at Jada Umbra's flushed face, her thin red lips parted wide, exhaling hot breath. He was utterly satisfied. "Is it hot? Do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"

  "Mmm..." Jada Umbra emitted a seductive, breathy moan through her nose. The chaos in her mind had long since erased her usual teachings. The propriety forbidding her to bare her body before a stranger had been kicked a million miles away by the fierce flames of desire.

  "Then I'll take it off for you!" Kaelan Drago couldn't be bothered to undress himself. His hands seized the hem of Jada Umbra's garment and pulled with force. With a sharp tearing sound, her black bodysuit scattered like fluttering butterflies.

  Stripped bare like a white lamb, Jada Umbra felt a wave of cool air wash over her, sending a shiver of pleasure through her body. A soft moan escaped her lips. Fueled by desire, her skin, once as pure as jade, now glowed with a seductive peach hue, covered in a fine layer of fragrant sweat that glistened under the light.

  Jada Umbra's pair of perfectly proportioned, snow-white breasts resembled jade bowls inverted upon her fair chest. The two crimson nipples stood erect like ripe grapes, instantly arousing the urge to suckle. Her slender waist curved gracefully, while a plump navel protruded from her snow-white abdomen.Her hips flared dramatically, emphasizing their fullness.

  "Huh!" Kaelan Drago's gaze fell upon her snow-white, smooth bosom. Etched upon her delicate, pale skin was a black serpentine pattern. He seized Jada Umbra's right hand—and sure enough, a black totem was starkly imprinted upon her plump, snow-white arm.Kaelan Drago recognized the meaning of these symbols—they were the emblem of the Dark Clan, an extremely mysterious group on the continent.

  Legend held that a thousand years ago, during the War of the Hundred Races, a race had forged an ancient pact with the Dark God. In exchange for superhuman magic and vitality, they had once dominated the continent. This race became known as The Dark Clan.

  Legend has it that even the Divine Race once fell to their hands, ultimately defeating this dreaded race only at tremendous cost. As time passed, all came to regard these tales as mere legends and myths. Indeed, after the War of the Hundred Races, no descendant of the Dark Clan was ever seen again upon the continent.

  Kaelan Drago never imagined he would encounter a member of the Dark Clan. He was now certain Jada Umbra was a hundred percent descendant of the Dark Clan, for these two black patterns perfectly matched the characteristics of the Dark Clan described by that strange old man who had bestowed his extraordinary power.

  "Jackpot!" Kaelan Drago rubbed his hands together excitedly. With the aid of this mysterious Dark Clan maiden, his divine arts could ascend to new heights.

  Meanwhile, Jada Umbra, utterly consumed by lust, writhed in agony, her delicate, curvaceous body heaving with sweat, her moans growing louder.The initial coolness was swiftly overshadowed by a raging fire of desire rising from her core. Jada Umbra felt unbearably hot all over, as if countless insects were crawling between her thighs. The sensation threatened to drive her mad.

  Kaelan Drago flipped Jada Umbra over again, positioning her to lie flat on her back on the bed.

  "Want me to scratch that itch?" Hearing the man's voice, Jada Umbra forced open her dazed eyes. Through the foggy haze, she gazed at Kaelan Drago before her: "Yes... I want it..."

  Kaelan Drago thrust his thick cock into Jada Umbra's rosy-red mouth and said, "Come on, suck it properly!"

  Her mind in chaos, Jada Umbra immediately sucked hard on the burning cock in her mouth, as if this action could quell the burning heat within her. Kaelan Drago's cock was so enormous that her small mouth could only take the tip of the glans.Her crimson lips clamped tightly around the rim of the large glans, her tongue darting rapidly over it. Her frantic manner resembled that of a long-neglected wanton woman, yet her clumsy movements betrayed her inexperience.

  Though her tongue was unskilled, the warmth and wetness of her mouth sent waves of pleasure through Kaelan Drago, eliciting a soft moan of satisfaction.

  Kaelan Drago began to gently stroke Jada Umbra's erect nipples with his fingers. The swollen, crimson nipples trembled and swayed beneath his touch, causing waves to ripple across her pale, supple breasts. The intense scent of her milk filled the air, stoking Kaelan Drago's burning desire.

  Meanwhile, Kaelan Drago's other hand slid over Jada Umbra's flat abdomen, reaching the lush, dark-curled paradise below.As Kaelan Drago's fingers touched Jada Umbra's swollen, engorged folds, her delicate body trembled slightly. She paused her sucking on his cock, a seductive moan escaping her nose. Her enchanting form danced lasciviously to the rhythm of Kaelan Drago's fingers.

  Kaelan Drago felt Jada Umbra's tender slit was already slick with moisture, every touch slippery and soft. He could no longer contain the fire burning within him. He withdrew his cock from Jada Umbra's small mouth and moved it between her legs.

  Kaelan Drago seized Jada Umbra's plump thighs, spreading them wide to reveal her mysterious, alluring honeyed cleft. Her two lush outer labia had already parted, the delicate pink inner petals peeking out, the tender flesh within a vivid, captivating red. Kaelan Drago pressed his cock against Jada Umbra's entrance, sliding it up and down, then lightly teasing the small nub above.

  This tormented Jada Umbra terribly. Her head shook wildly as she gasped softly. She cursed her own weakness—if only her hands had strength, she would have reached for that thick cock that brought her both pleasure and agony.

  All she could do now was plead, "Please... take me..."

  Kaelan Drago, brimming with confidence, replied, "If you want it, ask for it like this..."

  Consumed by desire, Jada Umbra could think of nothing but his cock. Hearing this, she cried out:

  "Please... Master... bestow your noble... cock... upon me..." As she spoke, Jada Umbra strained to lift her fragrant hips, but utterly drained, she could only shift slightly. Yet more of her honeyed juices flowed from her wetness, soaking the base of her thighs and the sheets beneath.

  Kaelan Drago lifted Jada Umbra's soft, pink buttocks, thrust his hips forward, and slowly slid his hot, throbbing cock into her virgin pussy. As he entered, he immediately felt how incredibly tight her passage was. Yet thanks to the ample lubrication and the firm elasticity of her tender vaginal flesh, his thick shaft slid in smoothly.

  Kaelan Drago felt his shaft enveloped layer by layer by the warm, slippery flesh of her honeyed passage, an extraordinary sensation of pleasure. Moreover, Jada Umbra's cavity seemed to be composed of interconnected rings of flesh; once his cock entered, it felt as though countless rings were clamping down on him.

  "What a masterpiece!" Kaelan Drago exclaimed in awe. This type of honeyed cavity bore a name: "The Thousand-Ring Moon," the pinnacle of vaginal perfection. An ordinary man entering such a cavity would ejaculate within mere thrusts.

  Traces of virgin blood mingled with lustful honeyed juices flowed from their union as his shaft thrust deeper. The pain of her hymen breaking jolted Jada Umbra back to clarity—she felt as if her vagina might split apart. The immense sensation of penetration sent shivers through her, a first-time experience unlike any she'd known.Two crystalline tears silently slid from the corners of her eyes, as if mourning the loss of Jada Umbra's virginity.

  But this feeling was fleeting. Soon, Jada Umbra was engulfed once more by the flames of desire. The sensation of her vagina stretched taut by the thick cock was so extraordinary she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. As Kaelan Drago thrust slowly, the intense feeling of the cock moving in and out of her vagina made Jada Umbra begin to hum softly.

  Pierced through her lower abdomen by the hot, thick shaft, the tingling, numbing pleasure felt incredibly good. With each thrust of the cock in her honeyed cave, waves of ecstasy radiated from her core, slowly spreading throughout her entire body.

  Kaelan Drago began to employ his masterful technique. After thrusting his glans deep into Jada Umbra's core, he rotated his shaft several times, grinding against the sensitive nub within her depths. This direct contact with her tender, responsive center sent shivers through Jada Umbra's body, and she moaned softly.

  Then Kaelan Drago slowly withdrew his shaft. When the tip reached the entrance, he thrust back in with force, plunging to the deepest point. Each time he buried himself completely, Jada Umbra's body convulsed. After dozens of such thrusts, her eyes rolled back, and her entire body shook violently.Indeed, even a woman accustomed to such things would struggle to endure Kaelan Drago's relentless thrusting, let alone the inexperienced Jada Umbra.

  Kaelan Drago felt the depths of Jada Umbra's secret passage begin to tighten, exerting immense pressure.He quickly tilted his head back and took several deep breaths, suppressing his surging ejaculation. Knowing Jada Umbra was about to release her essence, he immediately channeled his energy through a full cycle, thrusting his cock deep into her vagina. With a fierce collision, he broke through her tender flower core, driving his large glans deep into her womb.

  "Ah..." Jada Umbra let out a soft cry, her limbs wrapping tightly around Kaelan Drago like an octopus. Kaelan Drago knew the potion that rendered one powerless in the "Ethereal Mist" could be counteracted by desire boiled to its peak—one of the benefits of the "Ethereal Mist," as the woman's reactions at this moment brought even greater pleasure.

  Kaelan Drago felt a torrent of feminine essence surge from Jada Umbra's depths. He immediately began sucking and swallowing voraciously. Just as his master had said, the virgin essence of The Dark Clan's women greatly aided his divine power. Instantly, Kaelan Drago felt a wave of bliss wash over him, leaving him refreshed and invigorated.All previously obscure and inaccessible areas suddenly became crystal clear. He knew his cultivation had made a tremendous leap forward, successfully crossing the threshold of the first stage—a true qualitative breakthrough.

  After her release, Jada Umbra went limp, her rosy lips parted, emitting soft, breathy sighs that carried Lana's musk-like fragrance.Kaelan Drago, intensely aroused, kissed Jada Umbra tenderly and deeply. He thrust his tongue into her rosy-red mouth, swirling it fiercely and sucking hard. Soon, Jada Umbra's flames of desire were reignited, burning even more fiercely.

  Jada Umbra's arms wrapped tightly around Kaelan Drago's body, pressing her chest against his, grinding against him in unbearable desire.

  Then, Kaelan Drago lowered his head, taking one of Jada Umbra's breasts into his mouth. His lips latched onto the nipple, his nimble tongue swiftly teasing the hard, swollen crimson bud. His free hand grasped the other breast, kneading it with varying pressure, kneading and twisting with urgent urgency.

  Jada Umbra was nearly driven mad with pleasure. She shook her head wildly, her beautiful hair scattering across the bed. Soft, seductive moans escaped her nose. "So good... ah... so painful..." She could no longer distinguish between pleasure and pain, her mind a chaotic whirl.

  Meanwhile, Kaelan Drago's other hand was equally busy, reaching between Jada Umbra's thighs. His fingers caressed the wet petals that had been pushed outward by his thick cock, now spread wide and glistening.

  Jada Umbra couldn't help but let out a soft, lustful moan: "Ah..." In that instant, she felt a tingling sensation deep within her, yearning desperately for that thick cock to thrust inside her.

  Kaelan Drago seemed to read her mind as his cock began to move slowly. The intense friction made Jada Umbra cry out in pleasure. Kaelan Drago started to thrust faster, feeling the tight rings of her pussy like little mouths sucking hard on his shaft, giving him an unprecedented rush of pleasure.

  As Kaelan thrust deep and fast, his left hand ravaged Jada Umbra's supremely elastic breasts, his mouth alternately sucking on her two glistening nipples, swollen like grapes. His right hand lingered on her ample buttocks, occasionally sliding down to caress the tender, blushing rosebud between her cheeks.This relentless assault left Jada Umbra gasping and moaning incessantly. Her movements grew increasingly frenzied.

  His thick cock thrust in and out of her honeyed passage with rapid strokes, pulling her delicate, moist petals in and out, the crimson flesh flipping in and out, creating an intensely erotic spectacle. With each thrust, copious amounts of wetness were squeezed out, producing lewd squelching sounds.

  Jada Umbra knew only to twist her willow waist and thrust her ample hips, meeting Kaelan Drago's thrusts with abandon. Her mouth released ecstatic cries: "Ah... so good... ah... no... I can't... I'm going to..." At this moment, even the fierce warrior in the bed felt put to shame by her performance.

  Jada Umbra clasped Kaelan Drago's neck tightly with both hands, passionately entwining herself around him. Her trembling, delicate breasts rubbed against his muscular chest as her slender waist swayed rapidly from side to side. Her full, beautiful buttocks thrust up and down with hungry urgency, while her long, firm legs clamped tightly around his powerful waist.

  Kaelan Drago watched Jada Umbra's wanton display with satisfaction, kissing her luscious red lips once more. Holding her tightly, he drew a deep breath before thrusting his thick, powerful member deep into her enchanting passage. Witnessing a beautiful maiden surrender to lust, revealing such captivating sensuality, was a profound pleasure.Kaelan Drago seemed to know no bounds, riding Jada Umbra's voluptuous body with unbridled passion.

  The bedsheets were already soaked through with the juices flowing from Jada Umbra's honeyed depths, the traces of her blossoming, and the sweat from both their bodies.

  Finally, with Kaelan Drago's fierce thrust, Jada Umbra's perfectly proportioned body arched upward. Her lovely breasts trembled violently as her entire body convulsed in spasms. Her head shook repeatedly, and she cried out in ecstasy: "Ah... ah... so good...I'm...uh...I'm going to come..."

  Kaelan Drago felt the cock buried deep within her tighten with unprecedented force, as if the tender flesh around it were squeezing it dry. His semen gates opened, and his shaft pulsed intermittently, each surge sending a wave of hot liquid crashing against the delicate walls of Jada Umbra's womb.Time and again, he propelled Jada Umbra to the pinnacle of ecstasy, her soul shattered as if by an explosion, her consciousness soaring beyond the clouds.

  Gazing down at Jada Umbra, still immersed in the depths of her climax, Kaelan Drago let out a low growl. He murmured softly into her ear: "The Covenant of the Gods, your covenant, my covenant..."

  "Ah..." Jada Umbra's tightly closed, trembling eyes snapped open as she stared intently at the man before her. Somewhere within her mind, now hollowed out by overwhelming bliss, began to stir. Distant memories surged like a tidal wave into her heart.

  "My master, please accept me!" Tears of joy streamed from Jada Umbra's eyes. Years of waiting, the clan's legend—suddenly, unexpectedly, it had become reality. The immense shock left Jada Umbra unable to hold back her tears.

  According to the ancient pact of the Dark Clan, if one of their kind had their seal broken, the one who did so would become their master. Yet throughout the long ages, no such person had ever appeared, and the Dark Clan dwindled ever smaller. Once the seal was broken, a member of the Dark Clan would gain near-endless life and immense magical power.

  Kaelan Drago commanded, "Open your heart and accept my spirit!" At that moment, Jada Umbra's entire body was in a state of profound relaxation, making this task effortless.

  As Kaelan Drago murmured the incantation softly into her ear, a faint glow emanated from Jada Umbra's entire body. The two totems on her skin seemed poised to break free, pulsing with a sense of imminent movement. Her large, luminous eyes blazed with divine light, and her flowing hair began to float, spreading outward in all directions.

  As Kaelan Drago uttered the final syllable, he collapsed, utterly drained, onto Jada Umbra's soft, delicate form. The incantation had nearly depleted all his mental energy. Suddenly, he felt an immense, inexplicable surge of power erupt from Jada Umbra like a raging tide. The overwhelming shockwave struck him with such force it made him feel sick to his stomach, nearly causing him to retch.

  Kaelan Drago gasped for breath, mouth agape. Jada Umbra's body gradually returned to normal, save for her eyes—now unfathomably deep, dark, and heavy, as if capable of absorbing all light.

  The two black patterns on her body—the totems signifying her identity as a member of The Dark Clan—vanished without a trace. The girl's porcelain, flawlessly white body radiated infinite charm. From this moment onward, Jada Umbra truly possessed the power of a Dark Archon. With relentless cultivation, reaching the realm of a celestial deity was no longer a dream.

  With a flicker of her thoughts, a black orb of light materialized at the tip of her slender porcelain finger. With a gentle flick, the orb drifted toward a nearby suit of armor, silently piercing through the hardened iron plates. This indestructible orb of darkness, which Jada Umbra had previously struggled to manifest even with prolonged concentration, now formed with effortless ease. She was utterly thrilled.

  Jada Umbra caressed the man lying atop her with infinite tenderness. Kaelan Drago moaned softly in pleasure, gradually drifting into slumber.Jada Umbra discovered with surprise that even in sleep, Kaelan Drago's member remained rock-hard, filling her depths with an extraordinary sense of fullness. It seemed her master was no ordinary lover after all! With this thought, Jada Umbra too drifted into a deep slumber.

  At this very moment, neither of the two people inside the tent could have imagined that a pair of eyes was watching their every move. These were bright, captivating phoenix eyes—eyes that usually resembled a pool of clear spring water, now reflecting a look of bewilderment that spoke to their owner's confusion.

  "Is it really him?!" Lady Lyra Phenix had been spying from outside for quite some time. To unravel the secret buried deep within her heart for years, she had disregarded all caution—a commander spying outside a centurion's tent. If word got out, it would be nothing short of a fairy tale. Yet she could bear it no longer.

  Lady Lyra Phenix arrived just as Kaelan Drago was breaking Jada Umbra's seal. With her current power, the two exhausted figures inside remained unaware. Upon witnessing this intimate scene, she intended to leave immediately. Yet, the crescent-shaped scar on Kaelan Drago's back halted her steps.

  "If it wasn't him, then what a coincidence that someone else has this scar? And in the exact same spot! But if it wasn't inflicted by The Crescent Heart, he could have healed it with magic! It must be him!"

  At this realization, Lady Lyra Phenix could no longer contain her excitement. Seeing both men in the tent fast asleep, she leapt inside. A wave of intense sensuality washed over her, causing the unmarried maiden's cheeks to flush crimson. She silently spat in dismay, "Why have you become so debauched?"

  Standing before the bed, Lady Lyra Phenix bit her silver teeth lightly. She extended her trembling porcelain hand to gently touch the scar on Kaelan Drago's back. The intense masculine aura made her heart flutter wildly.Upon confirming the scar was sunken, Lady Lyra Phenix felt her own rosy lips grow dry. She drew a jade crescent from her bosom—barely two inches long—and traced it over the wound on Kaelan Drago's back.

  "Ah!" Lady Lyra Phenix's eyes brimmed with tears as she murmured, "The Crescent Heart... The Crescent Heart... I've finally found you. You'll see the light of day again." As she spoke, she couldn't help but reach out to touch the bite mark near Kaelan Drago's ear.

  "All these years, you've kept this?"

  Kaelan Drago murmured softly in his sleep, startling Lady Lyra Phenix into swiftly gliding away from the tent.

  Standing outside the tent, her flushed cheeks caressed by the night breeze, Lady Lyra Phenix's thoughts drifted to a distant past. Under the same clear night sky, a little girl and a boy stood facing each other. The boy held her small hand and declared firmly, "When I grow up, you must be my wife!"

  Her eyes shone like bright morning stars in the darkness. "Do you truly want me to be your wife? But if I'm not by your side, you'll forget me, just as my father forgot my mother." As she spoke, her eyes grew slightly moist.

  "No, I won't. I swear to God..."

  The girl's small hand covered his mouth. She looked intently at his ear. "Has that wound on your back healed?"

  The boy laughed. "You were so fierce back then, leaving such a mark on my back. It's mostly healed now. Only the scar seems permanent—even Master Healer said there's nothing to be done. I suppose I'll just consider it your keepsake on me!"

  Suddenly, the girl leaned in and bit deeply into his ear. As he cried out in pain, she released her bite, but the imprint of her teeth was already deeply etched into his earlobe.

  "You're not allowed to remove this bite mark. That way, every time you touch it, you'll think of me. Promise me you'll always remember me. I'll wait for you forever!"

  The boy muttered, "Wasn't the wound on my back enough? You had to go and do this to my ear too? That's just awful!" As he spoke, he touched his still-bleeding earlobe, wincing in pain.

  The girl snapped, "What's wrong? Think I'm too fierce? You can't feel the one on your back—how will you remember me? If you think I'm no good, then just ignore me!" With that, she turned away, head bowed in silence.

  The boy, frightened, hurriedly leaned closer. "What's wrong? Are you angry? Oh, it's my fault. How about this—I'll let you bite this ear too. Don't be mad!"

  Recalling the boy's clumsy manner back then, Lady Lyra Phenix couldn't help but smile from the heart.

  "General, the night is cold and the dew is chill. Please return to your tent to rest," whispered The Golden Phoenix Guard patrolling nearby.

  The words snapped Lady Lyra Phenix out of her reverie, reminding her of her current role. "He's a captain of a hundred horsemen now, and such a womanizer. Sigh, though men are all like that, but..." Her thoughts churned, her mind in turmoil.

  That night, some slept soundly, others lay awake, and still others lost their lives.

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