Faced with the long-legged beauty's enthusiasm, Lucas naturally seized her fragrant lips, delving into her mouth to wantonly savor her little tongue.

Both were exhausted and weary, so their initial passionate kiss gradually cooled into a tender, lingering peck, like playful affection between sweethearts.

Soon, the long-legged beauty drifted into deep sleep amid the warmth.

Lucas chuckled softly, then closed his eyes.

He slept soundly through the night, not waking until mid-morning the next day when Celes's "good morning service" roused him.

Slowly opening his eyes, he gazed at the delicate little face bobbing between his legs, feeling an unexpected sense of tranquility wash over him.

Once fully awake, Lucas sat up. Celes crawled forward between his thighs, redoubling her efforts to suck and swallow.

Lucas didn't hold back, within seven or eight minutes, he released his first load of semen on September 6th straight into Celes's cherry-like mouth.

But he wasn't done. He held Celes's head in place, keeping his half-soft cock lodged in her mouth, then relaxed his lower body. Urine held back all night came gushing out.

This was Celes's first time drinking piss. Her technique was clumsy, when her mouth filled, she didn't know how to swallow properly. The excess overflowed, spilling from the corners of her lips, drenching her body, the sheets, and the mattress.

"Your mouth is too small, you're not even fit to be a piss pot," Lucas complained disapprovingly. "And your technique is terrible. Haven't you practiced?"

"Sorry, Master!" Celes used her fingers to smear the urine from her naked body into her mouth, swallowing it meekly as she apologized in a shame-filled, delicate voice. "This little mare will practice hard starting today!"

It seemed last night's training had taken effect, Celes now sincerely saw serving Lucas as her duty.

Even though it was her first time drinking piss, she didn't complain at all.

Lucas felt pleased. He patted her head comfortingly. "Good girl. Today, you can play with your Slave sister. Master won't be keeping you company."

"Okay. This little mare will miss you, Master," Celes nodded obediently. "Are you going out for something, Master?"

"Yes." A lecherous glint flashed in Lucas's eyes. "I'm going to catch a little bitch."

Two days had passed. If he didn't give chase soon, that black-haired pseudo-loli would likely escape the Scafell Mountains.

Lucas asked the System for Taotie's exact location and set out with three Heaven-rank experts: Noelle, Mereleona, and Jennifer.

Both Jennifer and Noelle could fly on swords, and Mereleona could simply take to the skies on her own wings.

Compared to that, an off-road vehicle seemed slow and cumbersome.

Mereleona carried Lucas into the air while Jennifer and Noelle followed on their swords. The four headed straight toward their destination.

After about an hour of flight, they arrived nearby.

From high above, Lucas immediately spotted the overly petite figure of the black-haired pseudo-loli. But there was another person nearby, a busty woman who looked somewhat familiar. The two were locked in fierce combat.

"Can you make out what her opponent looks like?" Lucas asked.

"Around thirty years old, light brown long curly hair," said Jennifer, whose Heaven-rank cultivation granted her excellent vision. "Quite dignified features, dressed in leather pants and a leather jacket."

"That must be Elsa," Lucas recalled the hot biker girl they'd encountered two days prior.

"They say she's the youngest elder of the Wizard Temple and the top talent among the younger generation of the six major sects."

Jennifer had been in seclusion for years and knew almost nothing about Elsa, who'd risen to fame only recently, so she hadn't recognized her.

"I heard Fairy Elsa is only a tenth-rank Wizard. I doubt she's a match for Taotie," Jennifer worriedly suggested to Lucas. "Let's go down and help!"

"Not yet," Lucas shook his head. "Let them fight a bit longer."

Jennifer understood, Lucas wanted Elsa injured, preferably bleeding, so he could use his dark arts to control her.

She didn't want another powerful female cultivator to fall into Lucas's clutches, but she didn't dare openly defy his orders.

All she could do was silently pray that Elsa would escape quickly.

On the ground, Elsa, currently battling Taotie, was also thinking about escape.

She'd been sent to the Scafell Mountains to investigate recent Mana fluctuations, expecting an ordinary monster. Instead, she'd stumbled upon Taotie, an ancient great demon recently awakened, and a fight had broken out.

Taotie's power rivaled a Heaven-rank Wizard. Though Elsa was a rare genius, her youth limited her to tenth-rank cultivation, no match for Taotie.

Under the black-haired pseudo-loli's savage attacks, Elsa could only barely defend herself.

While dodging and blocking spells, she looked for an opening to escape safely.

As one of the four ancient fiendish beasts, Taotie knew little of human society but had vast combat experience.

She saw through Elsa's intent and seized an opportunity to feign a weakness, luring Elsa into a trap.

Elsa took a direct hit. Blood sprayed from her mouth as she was sent flying backward.

"Now!"

At Lucas's command, Jennifer and Noelle swooped down to intercept Taotie's pursuit, while Mereleona considerately brought Lucas down beside Elsa.

The beautiful thirty-year-old female cultivator lay pale and unconscious in the mountain brush. Gone was the cool, aloof demeanor from their first meeting, but her tight black leather still showcased her stunning figure. Her full breasts rose and fell slowly, stirring a fire in Lucas that made him want to take her right there.

However, Elsa wasn't an inexperienced minor like Carmena or Celes, nor did she have a daughter as leverage like Jennifer.

Taming a mature, powerful woman like her required long-term training kept close at hand.

But given Elsa's status, that wasn't realistic.

To avoid alerting others, Lucas quietly collected blood from the corner of Elsa's mouth, used the System to form a blood contract, earning 1,000 points, then swiftly healed her injuries, but didn't wake her.

Turning around, Lucas found the two demons, Noelle and Mereleona, along with Jennifer, had surrounded the black-haired pseudo-loli. The scene was just like when they'd besieged Uroboros days earlier, only this time the victim was Taotie.

Panicked, she dodged and blocked, but a stray sword energy strike from Jennifer slashed her thigh. Blood sprayed far into the distance, so far that even Lucas, standing outside the fray, could easily collect it.

"Congratulations, Host. Forming a blood contract with a Heaven-rank Wizard rewards you with 1,500 points."

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