Dual Cultivation: Beasts and Women!

Isa wasn't at a Division Chief's house that night to prove anything to Liam or other members of the sect. Many thought she had an attitude against men and acted to humiliate and destroy those who lusted after her, but that was far from the truth.

Having grown up in a society that valued the position of women alongside great men, she had learned from her mother, sister, and grandmother to look for a worthy man.

The area she came from had a strong masculine culture, where men were born warriors and women were the mothers and organizers of society. A woman shouldn't be alone. She had to be at the side of a great man in order to have a strong family and a powerful nation. Isa had learned this from birth and ever since she fell under Demon Gate's control, she had sought to find a man who could solidify her home.

She had her reasons for hating Demon Gate, but she had much more to appreciate. She was surrounded by weak men outside Demon Gate, men who were less masculine than some of her sisters. But in Demon Gate, she had seen a bit of everything and met some good suitors.

These suitors, she had naturally fought, accepted their challenges and tested their limits. The man who beat her, she would get down on her knees and accept whatever he ordered, whether that meant undressing and serving him in bed or even becoming the mother of his children.

She would worship and respect as much as possible the man who was worthy of her and beat her in battle!

Liam was just the latest of the suitors she saw with potential, someone she had nothing against, just a simple interest in what he might offer.

As she stared at him in silence while thinking about the proposal he had just made, her doubts were whether he could make it big. If he could, getting into bed with him would be the start of establishing a strong family for her and accompanying him on this journey to become a Third Class Runemaster recognized by the Association made sense.

If he couldn't, however, this trip would prove to be a waste of time, which would force her to punish him.

She asked Liam, still in the front garden of his residence, "Is this an attempt by you to escape from our fight today?"

He kept looking into her beautiful eyes, smiling confidently. "Of course not. We're going to train today as I promised. What I'm thinking of is having someone strong and well-known traveling with me. Since we're going to train together, we can combine the useful with the pleasant."

She continued to look at him carefully, thinking it was too good to be true. "It will certainly be pleasant for me. But can you stand it? I wouldn't take the training I plan to do with you lightly just because I'm on a mission to protect you."

"I would expect nothing less from such a famous commander." He nodded affirmatively.

She said, "All right. Let's train today and see how you do. I'll go with you on this journey one way or another. But if you prove weak, I'm afraid our journey ahead will be rather painful for you."

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He didn't bother with her threat, pointing toward the residence's training room. This place was inside the building, where most of Liam's women were at the moment.

Liam's women didn't wear masks inside his residence, which allowed Isa to observe each of these girls and understand what was going on there.

Even if she wasn't perceptive enough to realize the feelings these women had for Liam, the way most of them absorbed her would be enough to reveal the truth.

Liam was a womanizer, and these were his current women.

Isa didn't show any negative thoughts, however. In fact, she enjoyed it, smiling at the serious looks in her direction.

A great man would naturally have several women!

None of these women were strong, but given what she knew of Liam's cultivation speed, they must have been stronger or on a par with him until recently.

A man capable of conquering women stronger than himself was even more worthy of respect!

"You have a formidable group here. Are they going to watch us or will it just be you and me?" Isa asked with a sharp look at Liam's lips.

He looked sideways, seeing his women standing on the path to the training room. "It'll just be us... If I resist, as we agreed before, you'll serve me in my bed."

Isa replied with a laugh, liking Liam's courageous spirit.

As much as she saw Liam's talent and was curious about his limits, he was certainly weak. She hadn't expected him to show her anything impressive other than potential the way he was now.

But his words implied he thought he had a chance. That interested her.

She said, laying down the rules of the fight, "I won't fight with my Spirits, and I'll let you fight with yours. I won't use powers above your level, and I won't use weapons or magical tools. I will only use my native skills, limited to your cultivation. However, if you just stand up to me with these limitations, victory will be yours. Then you will have what you want and I will travel by your side."

Liam sensed the seriousness in her words, feeling a growing curiosity about this woman's strength. Was she really that strong, or was she underestimating him?

Liam had no doubt that in a real combat situation, with no rules, he would never stand a chance against her. But with so many limitations on her side, he honestly didn't think getting a draw would be that difficult.

"What if I win?" He teased, curious to see her expression.

Seeing him stop and look at her with interest, Isa didn't lose her good humor. "That would be impressive. And I would beg you to take me as your wife, or at least your mistress."

Once again, Isa's response surprised him, reminding him of the conversation he'd had with his subordinates a few days ago, just after he'd challenged her.

'I'm taking too many risks here... This woman is not like the others. Ordinary logic doesn't work against her.'

He finally welcomed her into his training room, closing the door and being alone with her in this environment capable of receiving their combat without causing disruption to the rest of the estate.

"Is there anything else you want to know? Any questions about the rules of this training?" she asked him as she moved like a runner warming up.

Liam had never seen anything like it and couldn't help staring at Isa, who was exposing part of her slender, well-toned body.

'Is she doing this to provoke me?'

He couldn't quite tell what was going on. Isa was difficult to read.

"Take off your clothes."

These words sent a shiver through his body, and he almost doubted what she had told him.

"What?"

"Take off your clothes. I'll give you all those advantages, but I won't train with you wearing the Division Chief uniform."

She, of course, couldn't do anything against Liam if he was wearing his uniform.

Liam clenched one of his fists as he realized he had allowed himself to be tricked by her, but also by not being able to wear his uniform. As he took off his red outfit, he revealed the special armor underneath his clothes, which he also took off.

Isa wasn't stupid and trying to keep this armor on would be like insulting her intelligence. She was already giving him too many advantages, so he didn't trick his opponent.

He kept his underwear on for a few moments, before wrapping his body in a flexible garment with no special features that would promote his strength beyond his natural level.

With nothing to protect his cultivation, Liam revealed his strength to the 7-Star Spirit Sky cultivator in front of him, who was almost an entire realm ahead of him.

"Impressive. You've barely entered the inner ward and you're already an 8-Star Spirit Earth cultivator..." She complimented him sincerely. "Did you know that most newly promoted disciples take up to five years to reach their current level?"

"Most of them don't become Division Chiefs and get the awards I did."

"Humility. That's a good thing, but it's not a bad thing to be confident and identify yourself as different." She taught him as she gave him some time to prepare before the fight began. With a naughty smile on her face, she said more quietly. "I'd like my man to behave more boldly and decisively. Remember that."

He strangely enjoyed this game with Isa. "Don't complain later, Isa."

"Isa, huh? In that case, are you ready, Liam?" She made a combat stance, showing him her hands, open but pointed in a way that he knew could seriously hurt him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He also raised his guard, not hesitating to summon his Spirits. Trying to fight her without them would be stupid, and Liam wasn't that. He intended to use every advantage she allowed him in this fight, being too focused on getting this woman for himself to allow himself to be cocky.

"I'm ready. I hope you don't change your mind about what you said earlier, Isa. I intend to use something that will give me an unquestionable victory."

"I can't wait to learn what defeat tastes like! Start!"