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I pondered slowly, voicing my queries. At last, Lilith lifted her head and replied, "Are you really unaware of this? A person can only use a single Wish Fruit throughout their lifetime. After making a wish, even if one possesses thousands of Wish Fruits, they cannot make even a fraction of a wish again." 

"Oh! I see!" 

Gazing at Lilith, wrapped alluringly in a fluffy bath towel, I enunciated each word with care: "Now, I have one final question: What does the magic circle to return to the real world look like? How can it be activated?" 

"I don't know; I'm just a hired mercenary and don't understand magic at all. However, I heard that the technique for that magic circle was also transmitted from Devil Island. You might find someone here to ask about it. We were brought here by the organization's magicians, and they will also be the ones to send us back." 

"Hmm! It feels a bit chilly!" Standing nude for a while, I hadn't noticed the discomfort before, but now I suddenly realized something was amiss. 

Noticing my shift in focus, Lilith hesitated briefly before gradually unveiling the towel. As the pure white towel slipped down to her bare ankles, it unveiled a captivating tableau before my eyes. Lilith's figure was tall yet radiated no impression of frailty; every inch of her skin was imbued with astonishing elasticity. With her arms crossed over her shoulders, though obscuring her delicate curves, I could still glimpse the fullness through the gaps of her elbows. 

Her soft waist, appearing delicate from years of training yet devoid of any excess fat, tapered down... Though I could not see between her tightly pressed legs, a hint of curls was already enough to ignite my ardor, sending my blood racing. 

Striding confidently to the edge of the bed, I reached out and gently drew her near, feeling the silken softness beneath my fingertips. 

As Lilith and I merged into one, the unnamed martial arts technique within me surged to life, coursing energetically as cold, pure energy flowed from my movements into her being. 

Lilith quickly sensed this strange transformation; her initially hesitant actions transformed into a passionate fervor. I could feel her body responding to the surging energy, accompanied by her fervent cries. The unnamed technique, while lacking in the power enhancement that Platinum Glory offered, exhibited a remarkable capacity for endurance. During the time spent with the spirit training card, I had experienced how, as long as my energy was not depleted, I could recover instantly and continue to fight. 

This peculiar martial arts card, which had cost me one hundred and twenty thousand devil coins, was proving equally effective. By the time we reached the seventh position, this French beauty had shifted from fervent reactions to requiring my support to keep from collapsing onto the bed. Her cries had morphed into breathy gasps tinged with a nasal quality. 

I lost track of time; through the connection between our bodies, the energy flowing into Lilith carried with it an icy chill, which returned to my dantian, eliciting a satisfied groan from my lips. 

I gently caressed Lilith's face, the intense activity was a thrilling novelty for me. That sensation, previously unfelt, sent me soaring. Lilith's long legs lay limply at the edge of the bed, her slender toes pressed closely together, touching the carpet beneath. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, evoking a strong desire within me to repeat the experience. "Looking at Lilith like this, she seems spent. Can she endure another round?" From initially slow acquiescence to fervent reactions and finally to her complete surrender to my will, Lilith had offered me an exquisite taste of pleasure. 

This adult rite of passage had left me quite satisfied with my "capabilities." As I scrutinized Lilith's nearly flawless form, I decisively abandoned any greedy thoughts. Continuing might render her unable to rise tomorrow. 

The unnamed technique, operating autonomously within me, had quickened during our earlier activities; I could sense the energy within forming a peculiar vortex, continually drawing in vitality from the surroundings. 

Although the technique had mellowed back to an average pace, the energy within me felt somewhat augmented. After such extensive exertion, I experienced no fatigue; rather, I felt invigorated. This phenomenon led me to speculate whether this unnamed technique was some Daoist yin-yang variant of the Yellow Emperor's methods. 

"Do you need to rest a bit longer? Why not spend the night here and return to the training camp in the morning?" 

Lilith took some time to respond with a slightly hoarse voice, "I have no strength left; I just want to sleep well!" 

"Can you give me a hand?"