This is a terrifying concept.
At that ti, she didn’t receive the blessing of the Crown of Lust.
Although Beatrice, as the Eldest Princess, had access to many resources, which indeed accelerated her career advancent to so extent.
But don’t forget, as the Eldest Princess who governed early with a Regent King identity, she had to devote most of her ti to work.
Under such circumstances without much practice, being able to break through to this level, excluding those who relied on external forces, she deservedly had the fastest career advancent speed.
After all, this was a solid climb, step by step.
Thinking of this, he revealed a slight smile:
"Bea, want to try sothing else?"
"Try what?"
"Sothing that can help you accelerate cultivation."
Beatrice looked at Louis, her instincts told her that her fiancé was up to sothing mischievous again.
But who could bla her for being unable to refuse?
After all, Louis had helped her countless tis, the stability of the empire now had a lot to do with Louis.
So she said, "How to accelerate cultivation?"
Louis leaned in and whispered a few words in her ear, Beatrice was speechless for a mont, not knowing what to say, finally she could only grind her teeth and say:
"Such a grave sin, so improper."
Louis shrugged, indicating he was innocent:
"It’s not my fault, unlike greed and wrath, lust has always been like this."
Beatrice sighed, her cheeks felt hot. Although she had experienced so things many tis, she still couldn’t fully adapt.
"Okay, okay, let’s just try, just try."
Louis’s eyes brightened, he snapped his fingers and a magical barrier surrounded his room.
It was a soundproof and alarm type of magic.
He waved his hand slightly, the candlelight nearby instantly dimd, leaving only the surrounding dim lights flickering gently.
"The effect of the Crown of Lust, indeed can only be attempted with you."
The red candle is warm, the journey slow.
Though the carriage moves slowly at night, it delves deeper with each step, giving a sense of compactness and oppression.
Beatrice’s forehead couldn’t help but sweat slightly.
She felt the bumping on the carriage, her soul seed to flutter into mid-air.
Her gaze beca vacant.
She wasn’t like this originally, even when facing Louis, she would strive to stay conscious, but this ti the feeling was entirely different.
The hazy feeling made her feel like her body was out of control.
Louis could feel Beatrice’s body softening, a little shyness also dissipated with her muddled state.
He could easily touch Beatrice’s career core with his spiritual power, unreservedly entwining his own stagnant spiritual energy around the core, beginning the transformation of her career core.
This was part of cultivation.
He initially thought the skill unlocked this ti would be strange too, but unexpectedly, the effect was fairly proper.
...
Crown of Lust effect: Every five levels, you can condense a Crown of Sin - x Lust Source, the crown is intangible and non-material, once you wear the crown on the chosen Princess Consort, it ans the fate lines of both parties are intertwined.
The first upheaval after the Princess Consort is chosen, the Crown of Lust will condense your spiritual power into the Princess Consort’s body, forming an imprint.
When you comnce the marriage ceremony, it will be seen as conducting super-efficient level cultivation, the more both parties invest, the longer the ti, the greater the nourishnt of the extraordinary source received.
The Princess Consort with the imprint can undertake mutual summoning with the king, during the summoning, a 3-second damage immunity barrier will automatically generate, ensuring both parties’ safety.
This summoning can ignore distance and extraordinary power restriction within the sa plane, forcing the teleportation to the other side.
The summoning across planes, depending on the distance of the crossed plane, lengthens the summoning preparation ti.
The king and imprinted Princess Consort can share cultivation speed and cultivation talent, one party’s improvent will drive the other’s elevation.
...
There are many related explanations, summarized in a few words: unlock double X, couple mixed double play summoning, shared talents and cultivation speed.
——Alright, the skill doesn’t seem all that proper either.
But undoubtedly, both were imrsed in this joy.
Louis involuntarily thought of the monster-slaying thrill in Diablo, that attraction brought by nurical inflation could firmly glue soone to it.
The stronger the battle, the stronger the enjoynt, the greater the enjoynt, the more intense the battle...
Then it fell into an infinite loop.
Eventually developed into beast-like combat.
It was only when Louis took the initiative to stop that the effect was interrupted.
He looked at the patterns erging on Beatrice’s body, sowhat oddly said by her ear:
"Does this count as tagging you? The kind that can’t be erased."
Beatrice glared at him and said: "Only you would cause trouble."
But she still curiously touched the strange blade patterns on her stomach: "This thod is sowhat over-the-top crazy, can’t be used often."
"Don’t like it?"
Beatrice hesitated for a mont, softly said: "I’m just saying it’s over-the-top crazy."
Seeing Louis laugh, where could she fail to know Louis was up to mischief.
"I just advanced not long ago, and now there’s an illusion that my current level is already halfway through."
"Don’t you know if it’s just an illusion?"
Louis played with her hair and said: "Beatrice, haven’t you always been troubled? To ensure orderly empire affairs, it hampered cultivation, now using this thod to make up for the insufficient cultivation speed, then... a little excessive from is fine, right?"
Beatrice hesitated a bit, in the end, she was tempted.
"I just want to beco stronger, not to be your weakness." She emphasized slightly but seeing Louis was smiling, angrily hit his shoulder twice.
Beatrice hesitated for a mont, softly said:
"Louis, did you and Olivia have a conflict?"
Louis curiously said: "Why do you say that?"
Beatrice said: "Recently, my sister has been sowhat unhappy, before she would imdiately cling to and joke with you, but recently you two seem to be..."
Louis originally was warm, suddenly shivered in fright.
Beatrice humd lightly, hesitated for a mont and continued: "Did sothing happen between you two?"
Louis coughed and said: "Sort of had a small argunt? In any case, neither side was justified, I’ll find ti to talk to her later."
What could he say?
Oh little swan, you almost set up.
He still couldn’t understand why the little swan would do such a thing to him, and doing it disguised as a black swan.
Given her affection for Sister Wang, she probably wouldn’t compete with Beatrice for a man.
After receiving Louis’s promise, Beatrice felt a sense of relief, only to realize it had already gotten light outside the window without knowing when.
"Hold on, how is it daylight?"
Her head buzzed; in her perception, it seed just an hour passed, yet when she lay down with Louis, it was just evening, how did it jump directly to the next morning?
Thinking of this, she was ashad.
The only explanation was her being influenced by the Crown of Lust, too imrsed.
She was so shalessly engaged for half a day?
What indecency, what indecency!
Especially since there’s Louis causing trouble beside her, she laughed in anger: "You laugh again, I’ll send you back to your room!"
Louis was montarily stunned.
A mont later, Beatrice covered her face.
Because she was lying on the bed in Louis’s room right now.
"Co, let help you wash."
Louis directly carried her up, bringing her into the bathroom amidst Beatrice’s panic.
...
After a long ti passed, when everything was quiet, Beatrice quietly returned to her room next door.
She still had many tasks to handle today, dragging a sowhat tired body, left after Louis had healed her.
On the other side, Louis hesitated for a long ti, ultimately decided to face reality.
He ca to a closed door, knocked on it.
"Who is it?" A soft voice of a little swan ca from the room.
"It’s , Olivia, do you have ti to talk with ?"
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