Cursed Fate of a Peasant

Locking Fingers

A week later...

Vince was silently viewing the horizon from the balcony. His face was calm like a tranquil lake. It is unknown if he was viewing the scenery of the pocket world or maybe beyond.

He was currently staying at a huge room in an ice palace of the NightShade Sect arranged by the Sect Ancestor Lady Immortal NightShade.

During his stay, Margarette visited him daily to deliver food. However, the food she brought were fruits and pills which made Vince found it quite bland to his taste. Disciples of the Sect never ate food all year long because of their high cultivation level. So the food were disregarded in this place.

The only good about his stay is that, his bed. It was warm to sleep with despite the cold atmosphere in the room. The bed was a treasure that dispels cold making him have a good naptime.

He was staying since the Sect Ancestor made an appoinment for their meeting. However, he wasn't that anxious for the coming selection after a week of waiting. So long as he can make the Sect Ancestor his guardian, then the event championship will be undoubtedly his.

Vince took out the soul crystal of his son, Ben Myers and observed it for a while. His indifferent face became soft from time to time.

He sighed and muttered, "I promise to return everything to normal."

Then.

His face hardened, "No matter what it takes."

After that, he kept the soul crystal and waited for something.

Knock Knock!

Vince faced the door and a beautiful matured woman entered the room. He already expected Margarette to come.

"I have brought you fruits."

Margarette said in her usual cold voice as she placed a tray of various fruits on the table nearby.

Vince thanked her before staying silent once again.

He never inquired about the appointed meeting. He just expressed indifferent attitude from the first meeting until the present.

Both have tacit understanding to not bother one another which they found it quite relaxing.

However, just as Vince returned to his usual routine on viewing the world, Margarette's cold voice echoed once again, making Vince raised his brows.

"Do you mean what you said last week?"

Vince immediately recalled what she was referring to and nodded slightly as a response.

"I'm indeed am capable of that."

"..."

Margarette still had a doubting face. She was having a hard time digesting his words.

That's because she found it quite impossible for a mortal helping a powerhouse for a breakthrough.

If he carried an exceptional treasures for breakthrough then yes, but after scanning Vince from time to time searching for treasure storage, she shook her head in disappoinment.

The man in front of her have no treasures and whatnot. It was like Elder Grindel took all the former's prized treasures before throwing him into her Sect.

"We can even start right now. Judging by your cultivation of 10th level of Immortal Realm, it might take an hour for you to breakthrough to the Tribulation Realm. However..." Said Vince as he pondered for a while.

Margarette petrified on the spot. Her beautiful face revealed an astonished expression. She didn't know how to respond for a while.

A mortal in front of her promised to help with her breakthrough. She even heard him that he can finish the job within an hour.

For her to take thousands of years trying to breakthrough and ended in failure, and yet a mortal said he can help her with a tone of confidence.

Where is the justice for this?

Not to mention him seeing her cultivation level. Any Realm below her which is Immortal Realm cannot see her real cultivation level and yet...

With a defeated sigh, she asked weakly, "However what?"

The more she look at the man in front of her, the more she couldn't understand him.

Perhaps this is the meaning to be a monster of all geniuses. Their abilities cannot be explained by the laws of nature.

Vince smiled slightly and replied, "I need to touch any part of your body as I need a direct contact for me to help you make a breakthrough."

"Touch...me?"

Margarette got startled like a frightened little rabbit. She knew this is a reasonable explanation in order for her to breakthrough, but she still felt it repulsive being touched by a man and an entire hour at that.

She never been in touch with a man ever since she was a child. And after entering the pocket world, she became used to being alone with her sisters in the Sect without a man for who knows how many years.

There are some unscrupulous men who tried to trespass their pocket world, but they all ended up dead by her as she turned them into ice sculptures the moment they arrived.

"Well?" Vince waited for her to answer patiently. It doesn't matter for him even if she rejects him. It was only to repay the little efforts she made during the week sending him food as a form of gratitude.

Margarette took a deep breath as if she was facing a life and death battle. She needs to make a gamble for the man in front of her. His words always echoed on her mind everyday making her lose her focus all the time.

"I suggest we both hold our hands together. That way, my connection to you will be stable." Vince found her reaction quite amusing.

'It's just a little touch. Why hesitate?'

But then, Vince recalled of him being touched by a woman for the first time in one of his past incarnations. A sleepover where he and her slept together for the whole night. That woman used his arms as a pillow while her body clung to him like an octopus all night while sleeping peacefully.

It was a mix feeling of torture and delight for him that night. He can't even sleep with so much distractions on his mind.

With a bittersweet smile, Vince returned to his silent mode behavior.

"Y-You.." With Vince' cheeky remarks, Margarette blushed for the first time. She tried to control her emotions and acted colder by taking few heaves. She spat angrily, "This better be a success, or else I'll turn you into an ice sculpture every time I see you."

"Well, I will only act as a guide. You will be the one to do the most effort in this process." Vince said with a smile. He was saying half-true though.

With his current power, he can easily make her breakthrough without her breaking a sweat. It's just that, he wanted to see how much her determination worth.

"We'll do it here on the floor since it is spacious enough." Vince said as he approached her. He then stretched his right hand out and continued, "We'll lock our fingers while sitting crossed legged to meditate."

Margarette stared at his hand for a while before stretching her own to lock with his.

Like an electric shock coursing through her body, Margarette immediately went stiff as she became flustered. She knew the importance of her trying to breakthrough to another realm, but having a skin contact with a man is also new to her.

With his gentle yet firm grip, a new budding feeling welled up inside her.

"Is this the feeling...being touched by a man?"