Quest For Power

Lucas couldn't help but be moved by Azeria's words, as if she truly understood the pain he had been through.

However, he quickly pushed those thoughts aside, reminding himself that he couldn't fully trust her just yet.

Right now, he needed power, and with her help, his strength had already ascended to the 2nd level of the Origin Realm from the Qi Refinement Realm.

This made him realize that she was the only one who could help him get stronger.

Still, this newfound power was far from enough to exact his revenge. So he gazed at Azeria, his eyes filled with determination and a burning desire for vengeance, "If I want to destroy them, I need to get stronger quickly. Do you know any way I can do that?"

Azeria, sensing the urgency in Lucas' voice, looked at him thoughtfully, her alluring eyes seeming to pierce into his very soul.

She smiled, feeling a hint of admiration for his unwavering resolve, "Lucas, no need to worry. You have inherited your parents' powerful bloodline which allows you to use certain techniques that would allow you to get powerful faster than any ordinary person even though these techniques are greatly frowned upon by the people in this world. If you get caught, there will be no doubt you will be executed."

Lucas' expression remained steadfast, undeterred by Azeria's warning. "I'm willing to do anything, and I don't care what people think or what they'll do to me," he declared, his voice resolute.

Azeria smiled and nodded, impressed by his determination, "That's the Lucas I was waiting to see" she said, her tone a mix of admiration and amusement, "Your ancestors were powerful and feared incubi who absorbed qi from humans, feeding on their strength to grow stronger while shortening their lifespans—something they wouldn't even realize until it was too late."

Lucas listened intently, his eyes widening with surprise. He had no idea such demonic techniques existed. In the past, he would have been disgusted by such methods, but now, he felt nothing but a sense of excitement and anticipation.

Azeria continued, her voice sultry and her smile seductive, "I'll personally train you to master these techniques and teach you how to seduce women with just a smile, making it easy for you to prey on them."

Lucas had a confused look as he asked, "Uh…when are we going to practise these techniques and how?"

Lucas looked at Azeria with a confused expression, his eyebrows raised as he asked, "Uh…when are we going to practice these techniques and how?"

Azeria chuckled, her eyes glinting mischievously, "We're going to start right now, of course," she replied, and with a clap of her hands, a beautiful young woman entered the chambers.

She wore a revealing dress that accentuated her alluring curves, and her gaze was both demure and captivating. The woman bowed before Azeria, her voice sweet and respectful. "My lady, how may I be of service to you?"

Lucas was surprised to see that this woman was a human. He never thought any human would willingly serve a demoness.

Azeria's smile grew as she gestured towards Lucas, "This young man sitting before you is like family to me, and I'm going to help him master his techniques. You'll assist him in his training."

The young woman straightened her posture and turned her attention to Lucas. She bowed gracefully, her smile warm and inviting, "It would be my honor to be of service to you, sir."

Lucas glanced between Azeria and the young woman, his heart racing at the prospect of what was to come. He steeled his resolve, knowing that this was the first step in his journey towards power and revenge. With Azeria's guidance and the aid of this beauty, he was ready to embrace his destiny and unlock the full potential of his demonic heritage.

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The Starsky Kingdom seemed to have calmed down after the Shadow Demoness never made an appearance again after 19 years.

The cities and the towns were prospering, especially because of their Queen Nadia who had seemingly proved her intelligence and capabilities over the years, using her talents to make the kingdom grow at an impressive rate.

They felt that their king, Yiman, was quite lucky to marry such a capable and beautiful woman. A man wouldn't even get that lucky even if he sacrificed his soul.

She was able to forge new alliances quicker than any senior and best diplomats in the kingdom. Even the clans who had some animosity towards this kingdom bent their knees to this kingdom within just a day.

One sunny morning, Nadia, eight months pregnant and radiant as ever, approached an elegant door within the royal palace. Her snow-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face of timeless beauty. Her blue eyes sparkled with intelligence and her expression dignified, while her burgeoning belly only added to her charm.

As she knocked softly on the door, it was opened by an 18-year-old girl. The young woman was the very image of her mother, only younger with subtle differences, but with the same striking white hair and captivating blue eyes. Her beauty was undeniable, and her own ample bust hinted at the blossoming womanhood she was entering.

"Mother, why have you come here personally, and so early in the morning?" Olivia asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

Nadia shook her head, her previously cold, intimidating smile turning into a playful one on her lips as she tapped Olivia's forehead gently, "My dear daughter, you need to get ready. Today, we're expecting a very important guest. I am sure you know this for months."

"Fine, fine. Don't worry about it. I don't need much time," Olivia said with a shrug. She then grabbed her mother's hand and asked in a pleading tone, "But in the meantime, can you please ask father to let me go out as I please now that I am 18? I promise I will be good and listen to everything as he says."

Nadia sighed with a soft smile as she cupped her daughter's face, "Well…I won't give any guarantees but I will talk to him."

Olivia's face brightened up as she said, "Great! I know he never refuses you. See you later, mother."

Nadia could only shake her head subtly as Olivia closed the door. But her gaze became absent as even she was finding it hard to believe that 19 years passed by so quickly and her daughter had finally become a woman.