Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

When Seth said he was going to relax, what he had in mind was to find a slim, curvy figure with ample breasts, a protruding behind, and delicious lips which he could properly use for the after-meal service. Instead, here he was, staring at a taller and well-really handsome black-haired man.

"Another Prince Charming. Where did this one come from?" Seth grumbled within.

What such a man was doing waiting for him at the exit of his most recent training ground, Seth didn't know, and he wasn't interested. 

Like he had seen nothing, Seth didn't break or slow his steps, walking right past the man with a hint of acknowledgement, but after he had taken three steps past him, the man spoke.

"You won't even acknowledge my presence."

Not stopping in his tracks, Seth replied, "I implore you to do the same, treat it like you never saw me."

"Is that how you treat your clan members?" the black-haired man spoke once more, looking at Seth with a confident gaze.

Grumbling under his breath, Seth turned around and stared at the man who just had to be there to spoil his seclusion exit.

"Who are you, what do you want, oh, and who is responsible for transforming you?" Seth asked, rubbing his hands through his head.

"Man, I need a bath, a shave, and some real hot sex. Stupid cultivation wanting to keep me forever."

While Seth had his horny and hygienic thoughts, the black-haired man opposite him couldn't help but frown after Seth's words, offended by Seth's remarks.

"Though I'm not a fan of you, I kind of hoped we would start off on the right foot, not this."

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Seth asked confusion on his face.

His features twisting, the black-haired man replied, "Dorian assured me and seemed quite confident that you wouldn't give me any trouble."

Hearing the man's next set of words, Seth quickly realized who the man before him was, and he didn't try to hide the fact that he had just suddenly made this realization.

"You're Basco."

"You seriously didn't know."

"Should I?"

A few seconds of silence passed between both men after their exchange of words.

"You really don't care about her leaving you?" Basco asked, deciding to tread on the edge and see what Seth's feelings truly were.

"Nope, if I did, both you and her would be dead by now."

Basco didn't like the way Seth casually spoke about being able to put him and Dorian to death, but he had been grilled much by his wife about Seth's madness and power and if that wasn't enough, right at this moment, all of his instincts told him to be a good boy and not antagonize the man in front of him.

Basco was still in thought when Seth spoke.

"You're strong, really strong. I can feel a familiar power within you, one hidden deep within you but just waiting to burst out, show it to me."

Though being complimented and then ordered like he was a subordinate wasn't a sweet pill for Basco, in the world, strength spoke, and seeing that he was speaking to Seth, the man whom his wife dreaded and advised about, one whom even Alice listened to, and most importantly, responsible for the creation of the bloodline that gave him nearly half the strength he had at the moment, he acquiesced to Seth's demand, his wife's words playing a big hand in it.

Without another word, Basco's qi spiked within him, and then several tendrils of white lightning sprouted on his body and then, with a cackling and roaring sound, his body was shrouded in white lightning.

"This is incredible," Seth said, standing next to Basco and running his hand on and through the lightning cloak that had manifested on Basco, ignoring his shocked and whitened face.

There were a lot of things that Basco had expected and seen in his hundred years of life, especially since he entered the kaiser level, but none of them had ever made him as scared as he was at the moment. 

Perhaps if he were caught off guard, he could always believe that he still had a trump card, but right now, that trump card had been used, and yet before Seth, it was like he was still a soldier-level cultivator.

Neither his eyes, soul sense, nor instincts had been able to tell him when and how Seth had moved. 

One instance Seth was some steps from him, and then the next, the man was close to and touching him.

"It's like he teleported, but no, there is no fluctuation of space, or am I lacking sufficient knowledge?" Basco wondered within, finding his legs stuck, unable to help him move away from Seth.

Not caring about Basco's expression, Seth spent some time observing the white lightning running over him, and then he took a step back.

"If you believe this is me trying to exert my influence on you or show you who is boss, then you're wrong. 

This is just me being me and you being you. In this situation, I'm the strong one, and you're the weak one. If you feel that it shouldn't be that way, I encourage you to grow stronger and change the dynamics."

Seth's words left Basco blinking, mulling over Seth's words, and also mulling about how a hundreds of years old man was receiving a lecture from a boy who wasn't even 50.

"Now maybe you think you've made it, but the truth is that you're actually just at the doorstep in terms of comprehension of your white lightning. This power touches on Divinity, a power that might even give you a space of remembrance in my mind."

"How do you know that?" Basco asked, not minding Seth's words about him not having a space in the man's mind.

"Because I used something similar to create the storm crater," Seth offhandedly said.

Though Basco's eyebrows seriously raised at Seth's words he didn't let him go that easily.

"But back then, you were just a soldier-level cultivator."

Basco thought he was catching Seth in a lie, but then his next words had him shut up.

"Exactly."

This one word was enough to send Basco's mind into disarray.

Unfortunately for Basco, Seth didn't have his well-being as a priority, so he went ahead to ask another question.

"If you are Dorian's husband, then you aren't the most recent supreme, so then who is it?"

Though not liking how he was being referred to as Dorian's husband, Basco replied.

"Alice's son, Dinzel."