That night, Chantelle officially moved into Serenity Villa. At first, she pretended to refuse, saying it was not appropriate. However, Derek said one thing that made her drop the act.
“If you want to stay, then stay. After all, the real thing has already happened, so keeping up appearances is pointless.”
The real thing had already happened! Chantelle desperately wanted to know what he meant, but she was too embarrassed to ask Derek directly, so she went to Andrew.
Andrew simply told her that since they had slept together, Derek already knew. Chantelle was mortified and furious, scolding Andrew for saying something so embarrassing.
Andrew just grinned and asked, “So tonight, are you staying or not?”
Chantelle took a deep breath and said, “Of course I’m staying. This is what I deserve!”
That night, Andrew tested something he had long suspected. He wanted to see if uniting physically and spiritually with his lovers could impact the seal inside his body. The answer was yes. After he had broken through his second martial seal, he felt it even more strongly.
Each time he was with Lauren and the others, he absorbed a strange surge of energy. Even more astonishing, after making love to him all night, the ladies woke the next day feeling unusually refreshed. Aside from sore backs and aching hips, their spirits were brighter than ever, without the slightest trace of exhaustion.
The soreness was understandable, since Andrew’s growing strength made his passion harder to endure. Every time, he gave everything of himself. Only his little maid Aspen gritted her teeth without begging for mercy, secretly enjoying it.
Lauren, Francesca, and Chantelle tried to keep their pride at first, mixing defiance with pleasure. However, by the latter half of the night, they were calling him “honey” and begging sweetly for mercy.
At last, Andrew’s lingering doubt was nearly answered. Being with his women truly did benefit his martial path. It was all about energy exchange, giving and receiving.
To his surprise, it also worked for Lauren, Aspen, and the others. By joining with him, their own martial strength seemed to grow as well. The discovery shocked Andrew, because even the notorious dark arts he had heard of, the kind that required stealing virgin essence, could not achieve this.
Those forbidden practices were harsh and twisted, demanding extreme conditions. Yet what he and his women experienced was entirely different. It seemed that as long as they continued their intimacy, there would be no harm, only endless benefits.
Andrew decided he needed to get to the bottom of it. His first thought was to ask Eric, Jerome’s top disciple. But then he realized it would be impossible to bring it up without Eric mocking him first.
So, with no other choice, Andrew turned to Tiana.
“Andy, are you kidding me? What you’re describing almost never happens. More likely, you’re just giving yourself a convenient excuse for indulging every night, right?”
Tiana studied him with a knowing look, and Andrew’s face actually turned red for once. “Mrs. Rhodes, I’m serious. Your sect specializes in energy balancing and spiritual enlightenment, doesn’t it? I was wondering if there’s a connection.”
Tiana snorted. “What connection? If what you’re saying were true, then you’d be the luckiest, happiest man alive. Because you wouldn’t need to do anything except keep finding more women.”