“Don’t you want to continue?” – Although Mikena’s voice was still seductive, you could clearly hear the signs of fatigue in it.

‘Go on? Is she serious?’ Victor stared blankly at Mikena, who was now lying in his arms, completely exhausted.

“Tomorrow we have to go through the second stage of the selection process and you want to keep having sex all night, aren’t you afraid that you won’t have enough energy to compete and may be unable to join the same sect with me?” – Victor seemed to be saying all the right words while his right hand was going at odds with his words under her clothes.

“Like I said, no matter what it takes, whether to kill a man or a woman, right or wrong, we’ll do it, together” – Victor didn’t want Mikena to accidentally fail, or worse, die in the second stage of the selection process.

He had a rough idea of what it would boil down to, afterall he had read many books of this genre. For example, in similar novels, when disciples take a test to join a sect, there are various stages of selection, one of them is a test as simple as probing the cultivation base in public.

This is a kind of cliché of the genre, but the second test that was to take place in his opinion was the sparring fights or tournament, in which each practitioner showed his fighting skills._-.

Various students exposed themselves to the risk of death just to prove to the sects that they are the best among all their peers, it did not matter hidden attack or not, the most important is victory, only for this reason Victor wanted to clearly explain to Mikena that one can not relax.

Afterall the participants now knew of their strength, all because of the first stage of selection. Now they became a kind of target. Victor was well aware that many students would be jealous of them and because of their jealousy they would harbor many nefarious ideas, to humiliate them, prove themselves stronger than Victor and Mikena or meaby even cripple him.

He was not at all worried about himself because he was ready for almost any situation, even if his best friend betrayed him he would be ready, since he was not used to trusting anyone, but looking at Mikena he had a bad feeling.

When they first met, he thought she was a demigod, a woman who should be intimidating by her name alone, but over the course of the time they spent together, he questioned many times.

Are all demigods and gods like that?

They must be talented, arrogant, in one word godlike.

But!

Mikena had zero wisdom or experience in life, all that mattered to her now was Victor, and only him, and Victor was well aware of that, which made him helplessly attempt to fix her attitude and behavior but to no avail.

When she woke up and did not find Victor in his bed, the first thing she did was not wait for him, but try to find him, it did not matter where he was or what he was doing, it was as if she was afraid of losing him.

He didn’t know why she was acting this way, for in all his life he had never met a woman like Mikena, she was somewhat of a first, special in her own way, but even so, it wasn’t as if he didn’t like it…

Roughly speaking, she would trade anything if someone tried to harm Victor, all her secrets or even her own body. It was an unbelievable attachment, or should I say unhealthy.

This woman was sweet, beautiful, affectionate and would probably never betray Victor, so he could consider her a perfect woman but there was one fatal flaw.

Jealousy!

Every time Victor spoke to any woman, he felt the murderous intent of Mikena, but he was not afraid, he was amused, he had never seen anything like it before.

She was jealous not only of women but even of men, Victor didn’t care about that, for he believed that in this life even if he stayed alone or with Mikena all was well as long as he lived.

It was impossible, or rather as difficult, to change that attitude as it was to climb to heaven; the level of difficulty was so high that it was impossible to pass, so Victor did the best he could, just leaving it for later, thinking that someday the chance for a change might present itself.

But there was one thing that bothered him.

If Mikena’s affection was not something he felt much at the beginning or in the middle of their journey to Tangxiang City, after her level of affection towards him rose to “Love to the grave,” things changed, she became much more clingy and even more jealous.

Victor remembered perfectly the first time that the system appeared, it was called “Yandere,” and now her attitude was just like that, a yandere, she was jealous, overdependent on him, and just being a few minutes away from him, she became more and more irritable.

All the symptoms fully coincided with the fact that Mikena is not becoming a yandere but is already halfway there, unfortunately Victor did not have time to deal with it now, he had to get a himself a proper physique urgently after which he could find out whether Mikena really became a yandere or not yet?

“Anyway, if you don’t pass the second stage we’ll have to break up for a while” – Victor started with trumps, because he knew that these words about breaking up with him would give Mikena the motivation she needed, even greater than Victor’s who dreams of a new physique.

It didn’t take a breath for Victor to notice how Mikena’s eyes changed from obsessive to ones that were filled with incredible determination and a thirst for battle, as if she had finally met her enemy, whom she had been looking for half of her life.

“By the way, I forgot to ask, is your age on the stele real?” – Noticing that she took to heart his words regarding the second stage of the selection he temporarily dropped the subject and remembered what he wanted to ask when he saw her age in the first stage of the selection, honestly he was a little curious.

Whether she was really twenty-one or not. Since it would be a little strange if it was her real age as the whole notion of gods would completely collapse in Victor’s eyes.