"Yes. He even dered that he was going toe to Shia soon and challenge


    the cultivator circle here. He said he would like to battle against you," Kamura said carefully.


    Loja lit up at the words. "Wonderful. You''ve seeded in your mission, then."


    "What?" Kamura was confused.


    Loja said, "You don''t need to know about that. He needs another challenge. You may go and rest now."


    "But my leg, Master..." Kamura looked pitifully at Loja, hoping that his master would be able to heal his leg with his powers- or he would be crippled for life.


    Loja smiled. He raised a hand, which glowed golden as a surge of spiritual energy spread out in the air.


    Kamura was overjoyed. Sure enough, his master had a n.


    Loja waved a hand, and a pir of golden light shone down on Kamura''s face.


    The next second, however, Kamura cried out in agony as he turned to ashespletely.


    Even as he drew hisst breath, he had never expected to be killed by his own


    master.


    The next second, Loja called out, "Someone clean this up."


    Two monks entered the room and began sweeping up the pile of ashes without saying a word.


    Loja got to his feet, heading further into his house as he muttered, "I don''t need useless cripples here."


    He walked through the living room to get to his bedroom. Loja pushed the door open, before locking it behind him.


    On the bed sat two children, a little girl and a little boy.


    They looked to be around twelve or thirteen, with adorable features.


    Loja sat down on the ivory chair before his window, looking at the two children. "You can start now."


    The two children began taking off their clothes. It was not long before they werepletely bare, and began hugging, touching, and kissing each other.


    Loja watched on, his expression changing vividly by the second.


    A few minutester, the girl began to let out sounds. The boyid her on the bed, and their chests began to heave as the girl''s expression turned into one of agony.


    Not long after, the boy let out a low growl before copsing on top of the girl. The room resumed its silence after that.


    Loja''s eyes were practically aze.


    Wilbur got off the ne and wandered the streets of Gamuda City on his own, marveling at the different cultures here. He looked to be in a pretty good mood.


    "Hi! Are you Dashan? Do you need a tour guide?" A clear voice rang from behind him.


    Wilbur turned to see a girl waving a triangr g. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she was d in a white top and jeans, radiating an air of youthfulness as she smiled at him.


    Wilbur nodded. "Yes, I''m from Dasha. Are you as well?"


    "Yep! I''ve been an exchange student here for three years now, and I know everything there is to know. Would you like a tour guide? It''s only two hundred bucks for the day," the girl smiled.


    Wilbur smiled. "Sure. What''s your name?"


    "I''m Bailey Johns. What about you?"


    "Wilbur Penn."


    They shook hands, and Bailey said, "Are you here alone?"


    "That''s right."


    "On vacation?"


    "I''m looking for someone."


    "Oh, who would that be?"


    Before Wilbur could answer, a handsome, young man in his twenties walked over while yelling at Bailey. "Picking up dudes again, Bailey Johns? This one isn''t even that hot, you know."