"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!" Andrew could hear it, quickening his pace even more. The inextinguishable moans from the ongoing fucking spree within the Palace, in its hidden corners and open,as both gender totally succumbed to their carnal desires.
"Fuck." Andrew cursed again, feeling disgust swell in his heart at the thoughts coursing through his head.
"Ahhhh!" an elicited moan suddenly resounded from afar,not mistaken one bit, Andrew's eyes instantly settled on the second Hallway, which indeed according to his memories led to Princess Ariana's room,also his sister. And for a moment he never wanted to reason what was being done in there.
Thinking of this, Andrew grimaced, making a quick turn but halted the next instant as he saw a blonde haired man in knight uniform,pull up his trousers belt with a satisfied grin on his face while closing the door to his sister's room.
"Fuck!" Andrew thought, staring at the tall blonde man who revealed a wide grin I'm his direction upon noticing him.
"Young little bastard, your sister tasted sweet as usual, help me take care of her until my return." the tall blonde man, whose name just happened to pop into his head, Lark Dickson,said, throwing a smug smirk at Andrew's direction before slowly adjusting the middle of his pants as he walked away ignoring Andrew's expression.
Watching as the man slowly walked away, Andrew could only grit his teeth tightly to suppress his disgust and anger, while hating the fact that his cultivation had decreased leaving him with a miniscule amount of strength compared to his previous self.
"Well… it seems the deed has been done." contrary to his expression, Andrew thought, balling his fist as he calmy walked forward towards Ariana's room,from which a hushed rushed breath resounded from.
Upon entering….
"Fuck,." Andrew thought, glancing at the heaved appearance of his sister, laying on the bed stark naked,as she tried to snuggle into the sheets upon noticing his arrival.
"Drew?" She called, feeling surprised at Andrew's arrival since he rarely responded to her ,and never bothered to start a conversation with them, talk more of walking into her room,Aria softly called out, a glint flashing past her eyes like she found a ray of hope.
'Damn,look at that.'Andrew thought, zooming in on Aria's large breast that was coated in white milky semen with reddish marks,a result of having been folded for a long time.
"I'm here." Andrew called softly, stunning Aria, as he walked up to sit on the deformed bed, right beside her.
Patting her head,he gently snuggled the sheets around her body.
"It's ok now."Andrew said softly, smiling at Aria whose eyes never left his face even in the awkward posture she was in.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." muttering these words out, Aria suddenly burst out in tears, embarrassment welling up her cheeks,she held Andrew's waist as she snuggled closer.
'Wow, take it easy there.' Andrew thought, feeling Aria's nipple as she rested her chest on his lap.
'I'm afraid at this rate I won't be able to hold back. She looks much drained already so it shouldn't be hard putting her to sleep at this point,even without any psychological skill." quickly accessing these thoughts, Andrew silently patted Aria's arm with measured pace.
"It's alright, I'm here now, no one is going to do anything bad to you anymore." Andrew softly said.
Soon it wasn't up to 30 seconds and Aria's repeated apologies decreased, finally trailing off in the next 30 seconds as she nestled on Andrew's lap.
" That was easy." feeling a sense of accomplishment for finally putting his traumatized sister to bed, Andrew grined .
Staring at Aria's beautiful facial features as she took a relaxed breath each seconds, Andrew's face suddenly turned cold, remembering what the previous him knew but never bothered about, and the main reason why he cursed his ancestors the moment he escaped through teleportation from his sure death situation.
It turned out the palace had been subjugated to a Demon Aphrodisiac spell, enslaving all females to the primal desire to mate,an urge for sex. Every few hours until they couldn't hold it back,then it would turn into an outburst of carnal lust.
As for the males,it simply made them bolder and heightened their performance.
A one sided twist.
But this wasn't the problem, Andrew would have simply reacted joyously if he had been present then.
But his high and mighty predecessor totally disappointed the whole brotherhood, leaving both mother and daughter to fall prey to outsiders, becoming nothing but mere toys and a sex tools in the hands of the nobles. And as the palace was thrown into chaos and depravity, the mighty transmigrator never bothered to give it a second glance, ignoring all that happened,and accepted his title as "nobody" who merely breathed and slept within the Palace.
Unlike the 7 other princes who already started sharing animosity, forming different factions,and recruiting several talents as they eyed the throne, the former Andrew,also Zhu Yike The Immortal Emperor, never considered for once to even have fun, concluding it was a waste of time. As he was soon to leave this world anyway.
Unfortunately his plans never worked, leaving the current Andrew to face his past failures. A responsibility Andrew instantly took upon himself the instant he received his memories. Vowing to have his revenge on those who played with both, despite being a reincarnator that shared no emotional bond.
"Lark Dickson huh?" remembering the smug smirk on the bastard's face, Andrew revealed a vicious grin, marking his first prey for revenge.
Just as Andrew was fantasizing about his various torture tricks, a sudden realization dawned on him.
Firstly, this was a world ruled by strength, filled with Mystic energy,people cultivated their strength,and the speed which they did so depended on their graded talent, F- SSS. And Rank such as Awakened, Visualization, True Mystic, Ascended Mystic, divided by 3 medium stages each 6 minor.
What more Lark, the blonde haired knight he had seen earlier today,was a Visualization Rank expert at its middle stage and also the son of the Grand Duke.
Despite feeling disgust that his sister was always ganged banged by Lark and his friends, he had managed to hold back his rage rather than going against him at that moment.
'Hmmm, my strength is too weak, standing against them would simply result in a one sided thrashing.' Andrew thought knowing Lark had secretly come to take a quickie and the next time he would come,his lackeys consisting of noble scions would tag along, and with their strength combined, Andrew knew he would be likely forced to watch them fuck is sister like a boneless man if he tried to stop them.
Currently the palace was in such chaos that even the royal guards had joined the fucking spree, everyone one was so lost in lust, that they were too busy either fucking cunts or sucking cocks to give a fuck about the lives of their masters.
Slowly patting Aria's head,as she snuggled closer for comfort, Andrew soon drifted off in his sea of thoughts as silence filled the room.
But suddenly…
'Wait,what, I have no talent?!...' Andrew suddenly exclaimed in his heart upon realizing that unlike everyone born in this world born with specific gifts pertaining to different or dual attributes of a certain type of power in which they could develop and improve, he had been born with none. Making him a scorned outcast the moment he was born,and everyone isolated themselves from him, giving Andrew the time and space he needed to cultivate,because even as a baby he wouldn't be able to stop the countless nagging of other children, with soft hands and weak bones, a law pertaining to children,he wouldn't be able to harness his cultivation physically.
'...but it's the best?' Even more shocked by these pieces of memory,Andrew realized the words of his predecessor praising his new body, but nothing was known about it apart from it being the greatest cultivation vessel he had ever seen.
Coming from an immortal emperor among the ten thousand worlds, Andrew instantly felt elated,and as for what the greatest cultivation vessel meant,Andrew vilely smirked as he glanced at his sister who laid beside him.
'Hmmm,but still this isn't enough and I can't regain my previous strength in a short time, before Lark and his henchmen arrive.' Andrew thought wisely, suppressing his inflating pride to think rationally.
'Jackpot!.' Andrew exclaimed in his heart,upon his sudden discovery while sorting through his new memories.
A dual cultivation technique passed down from an ancient civilization than even people who stood at the peak of tmTen Thousand Worlds. Considered an Ancient Relic, there was also other information pertaining to aphrodisiac skills and how to make pills.
But unlike others had thought, after stumbling upon this fortuitous encounter Zhu Yike in his high and mighty self never bothered to practice this cultivation technique, firmly loyal to his Bustling World Cultivation Technique. Instead he merely used it for dual cultivating with his wife whenever they had sexual intercourse, until she betrayed him.
'Finally, a golden finger.' Andrew drew a deep breath as he thought in satisfaction and excitement.
' …With the ensuing chaos in the palace right now, this should be the best cultivation heaven for me.'Thinking of this Andrew revealed an excited grin with vile ambition as he envisioned his better future.
'This should be ok for now.', feeling a vague sense of fatigue wash over him, Andrew wobbly shook his head.
'Indeed the clear memory did come with a price.'stunned by the sudden fatigue, Andrew silently confirmed that the ability to view his added memories drained both stamina and concentration.
"Step 1" Andrew hollered, commencing his operation no more NTR.
Gently picking up the sleeping Aria who clung onto him despite being four years older than him, Andrew concernedly exercised how weightless she was.
'What the fuvk! Hasn't she been eating recently…' Andrew instantly mouthed off feeling how weightless his sister was.
But suddenly…
'Wait, what?!" then it dawned on him.
Although his cultivation had fallen to early stage of the Awakened Rank, the same wasn't so for his physical prowess, even if his predecessor never took the Physique path, with his high realm his body was systematically modelled to hold his powerful Mystic Energy.
'If so,that means I could solo that jerk earlier.' feeling intense regret for not punching Lark…
"Damn it." Andrew cursed.
'Also I should be the strongest person in the palace now.' feeling the load of information and the sense of excitement drill through him, Andrew quickened his pace, leaving the princesses quarters with his sister in his arms as he thought of his mother,also the King's fifth wife.
'You mother-fuckers are dead.' feeling weird out by his own statement… 'Wtf, they are indeed mother-fuckers.'
"Fuck!"
Handling his older sister over to his 25 years old maid,Mia, who just happened to open the door to his room, Andrew quickly rushed off.
And as for his destination…it was where the biggest fucking spree in the palace was currently taking place… the ball hall.
Please Note: Zhu Yike, previous Andrew, came from an eastern fantasy cultivation world. Although current Andrew took over the body, considering the previous him always referred to Ascending Continent mystic energy as qi, while using the term cultivation instead of rank,the current Andrew can't help but follow the old way.
So pardon for using the term, cultivation for the time bey.
Also sorry if the information seemed rushed. I don't wanna dull readers so I'm going to move to the exciting scene next.