Victor didn’t stop cultivating just because the results were so disappointing.
He simply wanted to understand his body better.
Hour after hour passed, and the sky grew dark.
Through the window, Victor saw quite a few elite students erging from a large but closed building.
He saw Alisa, Layla, Alex, Evan, Martin, Lancelot, and even Alexandra.
They either possessed exceptional talent or had special connections.
During his ti here, Victor hadn’t seen that classroom open, so he assud it was a special building for an event.
But if it was an event, it should have been fully open—not restricted to only so students.
Lancelot seed to be trying to talk to Alexandra. The boy looked more mature than usual. Three months had certainly made him grow taller.
However, Alexandra was focused on walking back to her residence, mostly responding to Lancelot with a nod.
Lancelot finally stopped following her once Alexandra was near her pavilion.
Victor stayed on the bed and waited for her.
The woman did indeed go straight to the third floor of her pavilion, entered the room, and was surprised to find Victor already sitting on the bed.
"Are you awake?" she asked.
"Of course I’m not going to sleep forever," Victor replied with a smile, staring intently at Alexandra, who was wearing a slightly tight blue dress today, making the curves of her body stand out more.
"Are you okay? You’ve been asleep for so long." Alexandra ignored Victor’s gaze, only wanting to know how he was doing.
"I’m not sick. It was just a shock because at that mont, I couldn’t control my emotions anymore," Victor replied.
"Have I been here the whole ti?" she asked.
"Yes..." Alexandra nodded lightly, feeling a bit shy.
"I brought you here after leaving that palace. People don’t know you’re here. They thought you’d returned to your Clan to train in seclusion since you hadn’t shown up for so long."
For cultivators like them, training for three months without leaving wasn’t unusual. It could even be longer as their cultivation improved.
Victor nodded upon hearing that, then used his hand to motion for Alexandra to co closer.
Her cheeks flushed at that, but she imdiately moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Victor wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to the center of the bed, hugging her.
"You didn’t do anything naughty to while I was sleeping, did you?" Victor asked.
"How could I? Of course not..." Alexandra protested shyly.
But since she was embarrassed, perhaps the idea had crossed her mind.
Victor pulled the bottom of her dress up, revealing her thighs, and imdiately began caressing them.
"Do you want that?" Victor asked.
Alexandra couldn’t respond, but it was clear she did.
Ever since he’d embraced her, her hands had been on Victor’s chest.
Victor stroked her light red hair, a color he hadn’t found in any other woman. It was fragrant and so soft.
Victor opened her dress further. He saw her panties, which he then pulled down.
For Alexandra, it had been a long ti since they’d done this, so naturally she beca very shy again. But she couldn’t refuse—and she didn’t want to refuse.
Her panties were pulled all the way off her legs. The beautiful hidden part was clearly revealed to Victor’s eyes, and his hand touched it, caressing it gently, causing her entire skin to flush.
"Ohh..." She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
Victor didn’t stop.
He unbuttoned the dress from the back.
As it opened, it fell instantly, and Victor’s hands moved quickly to unhook her bra.
Alexandra was now naked in his arms.
Not a single part of her body was hidden from his eyes.
Victor’s hands caressed her breasts while his eyes gazed at her face, which looked as though she were experiencing a pleasant sensation.
Who would have thought that after she ca ho, she’d be stripped like that.
Victor began laying her down on the bed, then pressed against her and kissed her lips.
Alexandra, of course, began to respond, embracing Victor’s body, which was still wearing a robe but was actually completely naked underneath.
"Just take that off," Victor said.
Hearing that, Alexandra took action.
With a single touch of her hand, Victor’s robe suddenly vanished, absorbed by Alexandra’s storage ring.
Now naked, Victor pressed against her even more forcefully.
"Is it comfortable?" Victor asked.
Alexandra couldn’t answer, but her expression made it clear exactly how she felt.
Victor kissed her lips again, deeply and wildly.
That night, the woman couldn’t sleep or find peace. She was made to moan endlessly by the pleasure of love.
If anyone else had won Alexandra’s heart, even when making love to her, they might have done so gently and politely.
But not Victor.
He did all sorts of naughty things too shaful to ntion and made the woman truly wild in bed.
It was only at eleven at night that they finally cald down.
Alexandra lay weakly in Victor’s embrace, completely powerless.
Her entire body was covered in kiss marks.
She didn’t even seem to have enough energy to sit up.
"I saw all of you coming out of that building earlier. Who was teaching there?" Victor asked while pointing toward the building through the window.
"The Academy Head," Alexandra replied softly.
"Oh? So he really does teach." Victor was rather surprised.
"It’s quite rare. It only happens once every few months, and each lesson can last two or even three days. The last one lasted two days. But he limits the number of students allowed to attend because with too many people, he wouldn’t have enough ti for everyone to ask questions. Whenever he teaches, every student is guaranteed one opportunity to ask sothing."
"So the students compete for the chance to attend the Academy Head’s class..." Victor chuckled.
"What a sha I had to miss this class..." He felt genuine regret, because the Academy Head’s reputation as humanity’s greatest teacher had long been acknowledged.
Alex was naturally fortunate enough to beco his personal disciple.
Thinking about that man, Victor felt that the ti had co to take what he needed from him.
He looked at Alexandra’s face, which showed confusion under his unusual gaze. It was slightly different from the way he normally looked at her.
"What is it?" she asked gently, knowing Victor wanted to discuss sothing.
"You know there’s enormous karma between and Alex," Victor said.
Alexandra blinked twice upon hearing that.
This was more than just enormous karma.
Even though Alex appeared calm on the surface, he was probably already planning a grand sche to kill Victor.
This went beyond re hatred.
There was sothing Alex absolutely had to take from Victor.
Even if he no longer truly needed it, he still had to reclaim it.
Of course, no one would ever say they didn’t need the Diamond Skeleton.
"Alex possesses a different kind of fortune," Victor continued. "Perhaps it’s fortune directly bestowed upon him by the Heavens themselves. My instincts tell that one day, he’ll beco unstoppable. Killing is clearly his greatest objective, but from what I can see, he wants to take everything from —including you, my woman."
Hearing that, Alexandra fell silent.
She understood Alex.
That man had feelings for her.
In fact, he had been the first person to accidentally see her true face.
Truthfully, Alexandra admitted that Alex’s life story and all his struggles had touched her heart.
If she hadn’t been tied to Victor from the very beginning, perhaps Alex might have won her heart.
Now, however, it was impossible to guess how Alex felt about her after she had completely given herself to Victor.
Did he still want her?
Of course, no one could truly say they didn’t desire a woman acknowledged by the world as a Heavenly Woman. But this was about genuine feelings, not rely desire driven by lust or worldly obsession.
That was sothing impossible to predict.
"He must be killed," Victor said. "Otherwise, one day, I’ll be the one killed by him—and that day will definitely co."
He stroked Alexandra’s pink hair before whispering beside her ear.
"You don’t want to die, do you?"
"No..." Alexandra answered imdiately before pursing her lips while staring at Victor’s face.
She liked him and couldn’t hate him no matter how many terrible things he had done.
And their relationship had already reached this point. She had already fallen in love with him.
How could she possibly accept his death?
If he died, it would feel as though she had lost half of her soul.
Victor smiled faintly.
"Then for anyone who wants to kill , would you be willing to help eliminate them?"
This was the true question.
Victor stared at Alexandra’s face without blinking, while the woman seed unable to respond imdiately.
Of course, she understood Victor’s real aning.
He wanted her help in getting rid of Alex.
As a Heavenly Woman, Alexandra was not supposed to commit evil, but that did not an she could not defend herself or retaliate when attacked.
It was just that in this matter, Victor was the one in the wrong. Alex had every right to kill him and take back what belonged to him.
But for Alexandra, she could not simply judge everything from the perspective of who was right and who was wrong, because Victor was her lover.
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