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Celine's ocean eyes fluttered open fully, a soft smile gracing her rosy lips as she gazed up at her son.

"Good morning, darling," she said, her voice still low from sleep. Her hand reached up, fingers tangling in Lucian's white hair as she pulled him down for another deep kiss.

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Meanwhile, Isabella also stirred, her deep blue eyes opening to the sight of her brother's hand on her breast.

Kneading~ Squeeze! Squeeze~

"Ahh~" A soft moan escaped her lips as her body responded to his touch, her nipple hardening under his fingers.

"Mmm... Lucian," she breathed, her cheeks flushing with arousal.

Lucian broke the kiss with Celine, turning his attention to Isabella.

He leaned over, capturing her lips in kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring and tasting her sweetness.

schlurp~ sluuuurp~ lickkk! kissss!!!! slurppp~

Isabella responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him closer, devouring her brother's mouth.

"So, did you have fun yesterday, son?" Celine asked as she watched the scene unfold before her.

Lucian broke the kiss with a thin bridge of saliva still connecting their tongues, as he turned to look at his mother and said, "Yes mom, that woman has a good body."

"Better than ours?" Isabella asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice as she pressed her soft breasts against Lucian's arm.

"Of course not! Both of you've got bodies that would make even goddesses jealous," Lucian reassured, his hands roaming over their curves.

"Mom's got these perfect tits that I can't get enough of," he said, reaching out to cup Celine's full breasts, "And Sis, your ass is to die for."

His other hand slid down to Isabella's round asscheek, giving it a tight squeeze.

Isabella blushed as she asked again, "Ummhh… So a-are you going to accept her as your woman now?"

Celine replied instead of Lucian, "Dear, your brother's stamina will continue to grow as he advances in cultivation. One or two women won't be enough to satisfy him."

Isabella's eyes widened at her mother's words.

"Are you encouraging him to have more women, mom? Then why were you so angry when father accepted more women?" she asked in confusion.

She still didn't know about her father's relationship with her aunt Eloise, which was the real reason for Celine's anger.

And now that her mother was openly supporting Lucian, she couldn't help but feel confused. How had her mother changed so drastically!?

Celine giggled unexpectedly, causing her motherly tits to jiggle, "Perhaps we need a new metaphor saying a woman can also think from her pussy!"

Isabella's brow furrowed, trying to process her mother's words, "So... are you telling me that I'm your sister now, mom?!"

Celine was stunned, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she asked, "Where did that come from!?"

She laughed softly, reaching out to caress Isabella's cheek, "Well, biologically you're my daughter, but now technically..."

"MOMM!!" Isabella exclaimed, her face flushing bright red, "It's weird. Stop... You'll be my mom forever..."

Lucian chuckled, looking at the mother-daughter pair. He couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal at their interaction. His hands continued to roam over their bodies, feeling the softness of their skin and the warmth of their flesh.

"Now, now," he said, his voice low and husky, "There's no need to argue. You're both mine, after all."

His words sent a shiver down both women's spines.

Celine's eyes darkened with lust, "It's a pity that you don't have time right now, otherwise, we could have some morning fun!"

Lucian's voice floated over as he entered the bathroom to wash himself, "We still have some time, mom. Come, let's wash each other, then have some breakfast before I leave."

"Coming, darling," she replied immediately, glancing back at Isabella with a wink, "Care to join us, sweetheart?"

Isabella blushed deeply but still nodded, following her mother's lead. The two naked blue-haired beauties entered the bathroom, where Lucian was already standing under the shower, hot water cascading down his muscular body.

"Let's get you all clean!"

"Wait, son… aaahh!!"

Squelch~ Squelch~ Squelch~ pahh~

***

At this moment, Lucian was standing in an open field with nearly 100 people gathered around him. A gentle breeze rustled through the grass, carrying with it the scent of wildflowers and earth.

He was wearing a blood-red robe that matched his scarlet eyes, the silk fabric rippling in the breeze. A black hairband held back his flowing white hair, accentuating his handsome features, making him quite conspicuous in the crowd.

Standing in this place, as he looked up, he couldn't help but be awestruck seeing such a tall mountain for the first time in his two lifetimes. The peak stretched impossibly high, its summit disappearing into the clouds above.

…

After about an hour, the gathering had surpassed 150.

Suddenly,

Boom–!

Suddenly a loud of bell was heard, quieting everyone.

As Lucian turned to look, he noticed a male disciple wearing the Inner Sect's disciple's robe striking a bronze bell. Despite being only the size of a palm, it produced a startlingly loud sound.

The outer sect disciples on guard all showed reverence by bowing slightly towards this Inner Sect disciple.

Having everyone's attention, the disciple stepped forward, appearing to be in his early thirties, spoke slowly, "I'm an Inner Sect disciple of the Azure Sword Sect, Nex, and I'll be overseeing the entrance examination today. The examination is divided into two parts: the first is to check your qualification. One by one, you'll come before me and place your hand on this Stone. Those who can make the stone glow can immediately proceed to the next part."

"As for the second part, an elder of the sect will watch over personally."

The stone he was referring to was the size of a fist, shining with a soft blue glow in the morning sun.

The disciple continued, "When you touch the stone, the hues of the stone will reveal your affinity with the particular element you were born with. Those who can't make the stone glow will be deemed unfit for cultivation and asked to leave the premises."

Lucian examined the faces of the gathered crowd. Most of them were young men and women in their teens and early twenties, hoping to make a name for themselves in this world of cultivation. They were all filled with anxiety, excitement, and determination.

One by one, the hopefuls stepped forward, their hearts pounding in anticipation.

The first to approach was a burly young man with a determined glint in his eyes. He placed his calloused hand on the stone, and after a moment of tense silence, a faint blue light emanated from within.

"Water Element, Pass," Nex announced, his voice neutral, "Stand to the side."

The young man's shoulders relaxed with relief as he moved away, making room for the next candidate.

A petite girl with long, brown hair was next. Her delicate fingers barely grazed the stone when it suddenly burst into a brilliant purple light, illuminating the entire area. Small lightning bolts moved like snakes across the stone.

Gasps of awe rippled through the crowd.

Nex's eyebrows rose slightly, "Thunder Element, Pass. Impressive potential. Stand with the others."

The examination continued, the stone responding differently to each touch.

"Fail," Nex said arrogantly, his eyes cold as he looked at the young man standing before him.

The stone remained dull and lifeless under the young man's trembling hand. His face, previously full of hope and determination, crumpled in despair.

"No, please!" the young man cried out, his voice cracking with emotion, "There must be some mistake! I've trained for years for this moment!"

Nex's expression remained indifferent, unmoved by the youth's pleas, "This Heavenly Stone does not lie. You lack the aptitude for cultivation. Leave now."

But the young man refused to accept his fate. His eyes wild with desperation, he lunged forward, grasping at Nex's robes.

"You can't do this! I won't leave! I'll prove myself worthy!"

"Trash!"

In an instant, two outer sect disciples who were standing guard stepped forward, grabbing the young man by his arms. They held him firmly, dragging him away as he struggled against their grip, his cries echoing in the silence of the crowd.

"Let go of me! You don't know what I'm capable of!" His screams faded into the distance as they dragged him out of sight.

"Next!" Nex called, his tone indifferent and the line moved forward.

Soon, it was Lucian's turn.

As he stepped up, Lucian took a deep breath and placed his hand gently on the stone's smooth surface.

As soon as Lucian's hand made contact with the stone, an extraordinary phenomenon occurred. The stone ignited with an intensity that startled even the composed Inner Disciple.

Crimson flames abruptly erupted from within, engulfing the stone entirely and reaching skyward like a pillar of fire. The heat emanating from the stone was quite intense, causing those nearby to step back instinctively.

The flames danced and twisted, their color blood-red.

They covered Lucian's entire hand, yet he felt no heat or pain. Instead, he felt a resonance with the scarlet flames!