Chapter 49: Truly a master at spotting lies

"And why do you think my master is fake?" Kael asked, turning his face slightly toward her. "And even if he were, how could I possibly get such rare items on my own?"

"I don’t know." Seraphine shook her head, her pink strands brushing against his chin and leaving a soft floral scent in the air. "I just had a hunch... I’m good at spotting when men are lying."

"Hm... I can tell." Kael looked away, fighting to keep the corner of his mouth from curving upward, but a low chuckle slipped out anyway. "Truly a master at spotting lies."

"H-hey, shut up! It was just once!"

Seraphine crossed her arms beneath her chest, puffing out her cheeks in an adorable way.

The gesture shoved her heavy breasts upward, the soft mounds swelling against each other and bulging over her forearms, the deep valley between them pressed into a tight, inviting line.

Well, she couldn’t deny it. She’d fallen for Lucian’s lies like a fool.

She’d never even suspected he was capable of lying to her.

Anyway, that was all in the past now.

She’d erased that pig from her heart.

Now she was... at peace.

It was the only word she could find to describe herself.

She felt good. Relaxed.

That terrible weight in her chest was gone, even if her pride was still a little bruised.

"When are you going to make me your official wife? I don’t want to spend the rest of my life as a concubine." She spoke softly, snuggling a little closer into Kael’s lap, her round ass settling against his thighs.

She could feel the warmth of his chest against her back, the firm muscles rising and falling with each slow breath.

He didn’t look anything like the Kael she’d known in the past.

"Hmm... whenever my stepmother wants. She’s the one who’ll be in charge of my harem," Kael replied, his calm voice right next to her ear.

"Selene? Your relationship with her is..." Seraphine trailed off mid-sentence.

Well, Kael was sleeping with his own stepmother.

She’d forgotten that detail.

"If you’re wondering if I plan to fuck both of your pussies together at some point in the future... the answer is yes." Kael seemed to read her thoughts effortlessly.

Blushing all the way to her ears, the beauty with huge tits and pink hair could only spin around in his lap.

The sudden movement sent her heavy breasts swinging, the full flesh lagging behind her torso for a split second before slapping against each other.

She pounded on Kael’s broad shoulders amid little squeals and shrill curses.

Kael laughed, wrapping his arms around that adorable, voluptuous beauty and pinning her arms against his own body.

Her huge tits flattened against his chest, warm and pliant, the plump flesh squeezing out to the sides as she squirmed. He held her there until the slaps lost their force and faded into nothing more than a muffled grumble against his neck.

Life was good.

Unfortunately, he soon had to focus on recovering.

A little over two hours later, with his Qi reserves back at full strength, Kael stood up.

"It’s just a few kilometers to the very heart of the island... want to ride on my back again?" he asked as he stretched, his joints cracking one after another.

"No. You need to conserve your energy," Seraphine replied coldly, though a trace of red still lingered on her cheeks.

She checked that the sword was secure at her waist and then, without hesitation, leaped from the enormous tree.

The wind picked up right then and there. Seraphine pressed her legs together and clamped her dress between her thighs, keeping the fabric from flying up.

With her free arm, she had to hold her own breasts against her chest. The heavy mounds strained against her forearm, the flesh bulging out above and below it. If she let go, they would bounce straight into her face and block her view of the ground below.

Kael jumped right behind her, admiring the sight as the wind whipped his face.

Women were truly warriors for putting up with things so perfect, yet so inconvenient.

Their bodies were swallowed up by the treetops, leaves rustling and thin branches snapping as they tore through.

Seraphine’s feet landed lightly on the moss-covered ground. The impact traveled up her legs and through her hips, and her huge tits dropped beneath her arm before surging back up, the fat flesh rolling against her forearm with a weighty bounce.

Kael landed right behind her, his much heavier body sinking slightly into the damp earth.

Exchanging glances, the two pressed on toward the heart of the island.

They were already in its most central region, but their true focus was the Steel Palace of Eternal Truth.

Many said this was the only way to obtain the recruitment token from the Golden Alliance Sect and, perhaps, have a chance to find the ancestral treasure.

Every time the Secret Realm opened, dozens of young talents tried to challenge the palace, but reports of anyone actually succeeding were rare.

After running for just over an hour, Kael and Seraphine had to slow down.

The forest, once dense and rugged but relatively flat, began to grow increasingly steep.

The trees grew shorter and more sparsely spaced, giving way to short grass. Soon, the grass gave way to nothing but black rock, on a mountain rising more than a thousand meters high.

For cultivators of the Foundation Realm, it shouldn’t have been difficult to climb.

The problem was that the higher they climbed, the harder gravity pulled them down, as if invisible hands were clinging to their legs with every step.

Generally speaking, this was recognized as the first trial of the Steel Gates of Eternal Truth.

"Do you want me to carry you now?" Kael asked, climbing the mountain with little difficulty, his breathing still steady.

Seraphine, on the other hand, struggled a bit more.

But in the end, she was a woman of talent and powerful constitution. She refused the offer, biting her lip and hauling herself up one more stone step.

After a long climb, the two finally reached the top.

There, the suppression of gravity ended all at once, and the weight fell from their shoulders like a broken chain.