Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1911: 0424 Please listen to the sword’s roar, and to the Dragon’s chant! (Asking for double monthly tickets) Chapter 1911: 0424 Please listen to the sword’s roar, and to the Dragon’s chant! (Asking for double monthly tickets) “Don’t come any closer!”

Inside the bathroom.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm loosens her garments.

She looks at the Purgatory Demon Sword tied up tightly in front of her, sealed with layers of restrictions, still unyielding, and can’t help but chuckle:

“My lover, why resist so? In this Seven-layered Hell, there are devils lining up around Aile City, yearning to die under my pomegranate skirt.”

The Purgatory Demon Sword says:

“Lady Maglian, you’re already a married woman, and to none other than the tall and majestic, talented Prince Tusk. Why are you so fixated on me, an ugly and weak foreigner?”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm pouted:

“Oh, you still know you’re a foreigner? You scoundrel, had I not spent a great sum to redeem you, you’d have been sent to Torture Hell by now, experiencing the Blade Mountain, Sea of Fire, and ice tortures. Shouldn’t such a grand favor be repaid with your body?”

The Purgatory Demon Sword says:

“I will certainly not forget your kindness, Madam, but I have devoted my life to the sword skill and have no interest in the affairs of men and women.”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm laughs:

“Tsk tsk tsk, that’s because you haven’t cultivated with me. Just open your heart and have a taste, I assure you, you’ll forget all about sword skills and truth, and only wish to spend day and night entwined with me, lost in a world of soft pleasures.”

The Purgatory Demon Sword speaks again:

“I am a descendant of the Dragon Clan; my bloodline has powerful erosive traits… Madam, you wouldn’t want your child to become a Dragon Descendant Demon with low intelligence and overdeveloped limbs, right?”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm laughs:

“What good luck? Shall we create a few hundred of them then? Now, with plane convergence and the chaos of the great war era upon us, Hell is in need of more hands. The Seventy-Two Pillars have even rolled out a fertility policy, we could earn rewards with our children.”

The Purgatory Demon Sword:

“… ”

He felt numb.

Although he was several hundred years older than Levi, he remained chaste, a pure male.

“My little lover, don’t be ungrateful. My patience is running thin, don’t force me to take it by force.”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm’s face turned cold, her voice deepened, black gas surged skywards, morphing into myriad terrifying scenes, revealing the frightful and ferocious true form of a fox demon.

Seven tails wildly swaying, like the tentacles of a demon, the long, narrow fox mouth opened, drooling saliva on the face of the Purgatory Demon Sword, emitting a restlessness-inducing, exotic fragrance.

The secret technique cultivated by the Sorceress of the Sensual Realm must be willingly accepted by the other party for optimal results.

But this damned Purgatory Demon Sword seemed immune to her powerful charms and remained unmoved.

To think, she had tried a hundred and eight types of charm spells, like submission charm, wet body charm…

If it weren’t for this, she would have long forced the Purgatory Demon Sword.

The Purgatory Demon Sword hesitated.

The Demon Fox clan are adept at absorbing Yang to supplement Yin; if relations indeed occurred, it would surely be detrimental to him.

But in the current situation, refusal seemed to endanger his life.

He still sought revenge from the Emperor of Torture; he could not die here.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm saw the Purgatory Demon Sword’s resolve weakening.

Her demeanor softened, transforming from a furious witch to the girl next door.

“How about it?”

The Purgatory Demon Sword:

“Fine, I agree to it.”

Enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.

This was a necessary path before achieving great things; the Purgatory Demon Sword was prepared.

The witch waved her hand and embraced the Purgatory Demon Sword.

The surroundings changed, with seductive Demon Foxes dancing at the edge of the bathroom.

The heart of the Purgatory Demon Sword.

“What a sin!”

From now on, he could no longer enter the realm where he was naturally adept at swordsmanship without thought of women, and his advancement in cultivation would surely not be as rapid as before.

The next day.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm looked contently at the Purgatory Demon Sword in her arms.

“You must have an accomplice, right? Why don’t you call him over to join us? The three of us together, wouldn’t that be splendid?”

The Purgatory Demon Sword weakly said:

“Forget it, he’s already in the Wizard World.”

The situation of this battle turned out much better than expected; his cultivation hadn’t plummeted. It’s just that he felt hollowed out and his spiritual force somewhat depleted.

In fact, for a high-quality cauldron like the Purgatory Demon Sword.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm adhered to the path of sustainable development and would not drain him all at once.

To some extent, this was similar to Levi nurturing the Dragon Clan to extract bloodline essence.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm stood up, and the Sky Realm Witch, looking at the imprisoned Purgatory Demon Sword, drooled with desire.

“Sister, when will it be my turn?”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm said:

“Wait until I’m finished with him. By the way, where’s Magris?”

Magris is the Sorceress of the Sensual Realm, her second sister, equally remarkable with Level 6 Peak strength.

The Sky Realm Witch said:

“I think she went to Rogel City.”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm smiled:

“This little glutton always sneaks snacks behind my back. When she returns, I’ll have to teach her a good lesson.”

…

Sixth Level of Hell.

Rogel City.

The estate of Prince Tusk.

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm giggled, stepping away from Prince Tusk’s embrace.

“Prince, do I look more beautiful, or is my sister?”

Prince Tusk with a pig-like smile said:

“You’re beautiful, very beautiful indeed.”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm laughed provocatively:

“Although that’s a lie, I like to hear it. I’m leaving now, I’ll consider the matter you mentioned.”

Prince Tusk said:

“Good, remember, our trade is mutually beneficial and a frank exchange.”

The Sorceress of the Sensual Realm dressed herself, turned into a beam of light, and flew out of Rogel City.

Prince Tusk looked on vacantly.

Overworked—a feeling of emptiness after excessive exertion. Even with his Level 7 Middle Stage cultivation, it wasn’t easy to satisfy both the Sorceress of the Sensual Realm and the Sorceress of the Sensual Realm simultaneously.