Lucas' Determination

Nadia clicked her tongue with an irritated look as she followed Pito. She was not completely blinded by her ego but knew that right now, what Pito said about his standing in the palace being greater than her was true.

But she didn't want it to stay the same for long and was wondering how she could gain some influence and make her way out of this beautiful prison.

However, no matter how much she thought, she just couldn't think of a way, especially when she was a woman and in the cultivation world, women were always below men in social hierarchy unless they had powerful cultivation or status.

But now, she lost both and never before felt so helpless and powerless. Still, her fighting spirit hadn't waned, and she was hopeful that she might be able to think of something soon.

"See these long stick-like fruits? I am not sure if you ever had to extract the soft juicy seeds in them since you used to have such a lavish life. But even if you don't know, it's quite simple. All you have to do is squash them with your feet. But those seeds don't come out easily. So you have to keep on jumping while using your feet to make those seeds come out. So go on. I need all those seeds within 30 minutes," Pito ordered while Nadia frowned since she obviously wasn't used to these kinds of things, nor did she want to lower herself to such menial tasks.

However, she knew there was no way out of this, and even if Pito was trying to make things difficult for her, she was not someone who would back down just because things were hard.

She stepped on the metal board and placed the sticks under her feet while Pito licked his lips with a subtle, sly smile as if he was looking forward to something.

Nadia noticed that Pito was still standing before her and asked with knitted brows, "Why are you still here? I already understood what I have to do here."

Pito smirked as he said, "So? You are new here, so it is my duty to monitor you till I feel satisfied."

Nadia felt like slapping him to death, but before jumping, as she looked down, she realized that almost 3/4th of her breasts were exposed because of how her dress had a low neckline. And since she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts would bounce like crazy, especially when she jumped and who knows if her boobs might slip out of the dress due to such movements?

She glared at Pito as she understood why this bastard was still standing here. It was so that he could enjoy the shameful sight of her breasts bouncing. She couldn't believe this cheap bastard was that thirsty.

Nadia gritted her teeth as she began to jump slowly while using one of her arms to hold her breasts so that they wouldn't bounce wildly.

"Why do you jump like a baby? Jump higher! Otherwise, those seeds won't come out. Come on!" Pito shouted harshly as Nadia began to jump higher, making her big snowy breasts jiggle and ripple in a tantalizing way, making Pito's gaze fixed on her sweet melons.

Nadia was disgusted by his gaze and with his face up close to her chest, but since he wasn't touching her, she couldn't even tell him to back off.

"Your breasts are truly beautiful, Matriarch. I am beginning to realize why His Majesty would go so far for you to the point he is willing to stand up against our neighboring kingdom," Pito sighed in envy as he began to salivate at the sight of her milky knockers bouncing while also enjoying the sweet fragrance of her body up close.

"Ugh, get away from me, you cheap bastard! You are lucky my cultivation is sealed. Otherwise, I would have gouged your eyes out and hanged your body in the streets," Nadia said bitterly.

Pito didn't seem offended and laughed, "Haha, you are indeed quite intimidating Matriarch. But as you said, your cultivation is sealed, and you are at the mercy of my king. So you cannot touch me without getting through to him, and since you can't touch him, then I can enjoy this beautiful sight in front of me as long as I want. Now…quickly finish it. We have 100 more sticks to go and then some other work."

Nadia couldn't believe that she had to keep doing this for 99 other sticks. Even after doing one, she was feeling a little bit tired because of how much energy she had to spend on making these seeds come out.

She realized that these sticks were not ordinary but of the highest grade, which meant that only cultivators could make these seeds come out comfortable. If ordinary people were to do it, then not only will they fail but also tire out before they can even pop out one seed.

Even if her cultivation was sealed, her body was still stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, she would have been unable to make the seeds come out by jumping on them.

This made her realize that Pito was definitely enjoying this by making her do all these stupid tasks.

Still, she decided not to give up and just keep going on.

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Hours passed, and it was evening when Lucas was still practicing his sword skills on one of the practice grounds.

Celia had gone to get something to eat for him after seeing him working so hard while pushing himself beyond his limits.

Due to him not having much status, he wasn't able to get any resources, or privileged other privileged disciples were getting and had no choice but to struggle on his own.

Celia offered to help him, but he refused since he knew that if she helped him, her family would definitely know and would then cause trouble for her.

He already let his mother get into trouble because of him, and the last thing he wanted was for his childhood friend to get in trouble because of him as well.

He knew that Celia's family already didn't like her being close to him due to her coming from a powerful noble family.

It was only because she insisted firmly that she was still able to spend time with him.

He also knew that his senior disciples and even the disciples of the same age didn't like him being close with the prettiest beauty in the sect.

He had learned how much adored Celia was by the people here, especially the men who had been trying to court her since the moment they saw her.

But of course, nobody tried to force anything since she was not a nobody and her family's status was not a joke.

Still, there was a certain young master coming from a powerful noble family comparable to hers who was highly keen on making her his woman, though she had not been paying him any attention.

However, Lucas didn't have time to be bothered about those who didn't like his presence and instead was dead set on mastering the dao of swords.

His dream was to become a sword saint who could cut mountains in half with just his finger and live with his mother happily ever after with nobody daring to give them any trouble.

This was the only thing motivating him, coupled with his mother's assurance that she would protect her body and love for him.

Still, despite her assurances, there was always this lingering heavy feeling in his heart that he was trying to suppress and ignore by training hard.

"Ha! Look at this little bastard practicing with his little sword."

"It's time we showed him his place. Isn't that right, young master?"

A good-looking young man with a sharp nose and slanted eyes said with a sinister smile as Lucas turned towards his direction, "Of course. It is high time this dog learned whose woman he is messing with."

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