A week had passed.
Calyx was currently in the Training Ground behind the Master Hall—Larisha's private space, reserved only for her and those she permitted.
He swung his sword, blocking Larisha's swift strike, then dashed to her opposite side. The two were in the middle of a sparring session.
That morning, while Calyx had been working in his Alchemist Hall, Larisha barged in, demanding a match. As usual, he had nothing urgent to do, so he entertained her request.
To make it fair, Larisha suppressed her cultivation to Middle Stage Tier 2, matching Calyx's current realm.
During their exchange, Calyx opened his mysterious book and began writing something in it. Naturally, Larisha couldn't see the book—it was invisible to everyone but him. And when he wrote in it, time itself paused. That was one of the two effects of the book: invisibility and temporal stasis.
This time, he was designing a sword technique—a new one, complete with special properties.
"Temple Master," he said, "I want to show you something. I'm calling this technique 'Draining Parry.'"
Larisha smirked and immediately lunged forward. "Then show me!"
Boom!
A deafening sound echoed as their Rank 1 Silver sword, that they used for sparring clashed.
Larisha's eyes widened. Calyx had parried her attack perfectly.
She launched forward again, striking ten times in rapid succession.
Calyx remained calm. "Half a second... That's all I need to block them all."
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The rhythmic sound of metal meeting metal filled the air.
The first effect of his new technique? An automatic parry—any attack within range would be blocked without conscious effort.
The second? Well, the name said it all.
Draining.
Every successful parry drains a large portion of the enemy's spiritual energy.
Ten minutes later, Larisha was drenched in sweat, panting heavily.
"I lost..." she admitted.
The next day, she pulled him into another sparring session.
And so it went—day after day—for an entire month.
"I lost again..? Even after increasing my realm to Late Stage Tier 2.."
"What kind of technique is that?!" Larisha exclaimed, stunned.
"32 wins out of 32 matches," Calyx chuckled. "You haven't beaten me even once."
Larisha pouted, tied her hair up, and gave him a look.
"Hey... Carry me again, will you? I've lost all my strength." she teased.
Calyx walked over and hoisted her onto his back. It wasn't new; he'd done this countless times by now.
"I told you I'd teach you the technique so you could fight back," he said.
"No... I don't want to. I can't. I already owe you too much—my life, my power. I don't even know how to repay you."
"I never asked you to," he replied simply.
They walked in silence.
"Temple Master... Why do you act like this around me? You're the Temple Master. What if someone sees us like this?"
"So what? What do I care?"
Calyx was left speechless.
They soon arrived at the Master Hall and entered her private room.
"I'll be leaving now," Calyx said, turning to go—only to be stopped by her hand grasping his.
"Wait..."
"Calyx, what do you see me as?"
"What do you mean?"
She looked at him. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath—then kissed him. Her face flushed red with heat.
When she began to pull back, Calyx stopped her, pressing his lips back into hers. This time, the kiss deepened. He used his tongue. She had no experience, but she followed his lead, her body trembling with every movement.
"You're a bold woman, Larisha," Calyx muttered before gently pushing her down onto the bed.
In this world he had written, most women were conservative—modest to a fault—because it was based on the ancient era of his real world. Larisha taking the initiative genuinely surprised him.
But then he realized... there might be another reason.
"Be honest with me," he said. "Is this your idea of 'payment'? Or do you really love me?"
Silence.
Larisha bit her lip, pain flickering in her eyes.
"Of course it's because I love you..."
Calyx's heart sank slightly. He realized the mistake of his question. Suggesting she'd repay him with her body—wasn't that insulting? Larisha, the prideful and upright Temple Master, would never degrade herself that way.
He had known her for years. Cold and reserved to others—but warm to him. She had loved him for a long time... and only realized how deeply when he disappeared for two years. She had searched for him endlessly, worried to death.
"I'm sorry," Calyx said softly. "Then from today... I'll make you mine."
He kissed her again—this time deeper, more intense.
"Mnnn~"
After that, Calyx opened his book and wrote again.
He summoned a Rank 20 technique: Archon of Pleasure. Alongside it, a Rank 20 Soulweaving technique, called 'I Came, I Conquered, She Moaned.'
Let's not use the Soulweaving one today... he thought.
It's their first time. Let this be pure—just emotion.
He slowly undressed her, removing her robes and silky undergarments.
Her naked form lay before him.
Larisha's face turned scarlet. She instinctively moved her hands to cover her p*ssy, but Calyx kissed her again, stopping her.
His hand slid to her breast, activating Archon of Pleasure. Every touch sent jolts through her nerves, heightening her sensations.
"Ahhh~"
He traced below her breast, his fingers dancing lower. The pleasure became unbearable—her body quivered.
Calyx then leaned in, sucking on her n*pples while his hand reached her soaked p*ssy. The moment he touched it, Larisha's moans grew louder.
"Ahhh~ Calyx… Why is it so intense… ahh~"
The wetness between her thighs overflowed, her eyes rolled back, and she climaxed.
"We're just getting started," Calyx smiled.
Larisha's body burned with desire—craving more. Her stamina showed no signs of faltering. That, too, was a side-effect of Archon of Pleasure. It granted endless libido and vitality to its partner.
After minutes of teasing, Calyx finally undressed.
His sculpted body—so perfect it would shame immortals—stood revealed.
Larisha stared at him with fiery, lust-filled eyes.
Wasting no time, Calyx spread her legs and licked her p*ssy, focusing on her cl*t. His tongue worked masterfully, delivering pleasure not just to her nerves but deep into her organs, heart, mind, and very soul.
"Ahhh! It's so good—!"
"Ughhhh hmmm~"
"I want this forever~!"
"I love you so much~!" Larisha moaned over and over, losing herself entirely.
Eventually, she squirted from overwhelming pleasure. Calyx simply smiled... and watched her fall apart again.