Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Swoosh!

Whoosh!

Creak!

The next day, at noon, Max's aura suddenly surged, causing the curtains, bedsheet, etc., to flap wildly and even the furniture creaked, seemingly about to give out under the sudden pressure.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, and as he did, his surging aura began to calm down until it was fully contained within him.

Phew~!

Exhaling a deep breath of stale air, he greedily inhaled fresh air and then looked down at his hand, which he slowly clenched.

Katcha!

The satisfying sound of joints creaking sounded.

"I've reached the peak of the Four Star, huh?" He muttered in a low voice, sounding a little incredulous.

The first ever Four Star mage he saw was the old headmaster of the cloud academy. When he saw him, felt his powerful presence, and witnessed him magically appear and disappear, he had thought when he would reach the same stage as him—and now, he had, in such a short time since he became a mage; he couldn't help but be a little emotional.

How many years, how much effort, sweat, blood, and resources people burn through before they are able to reach this stage, touch this mortal boundary? The answer was, a lot.

Even after all that, a majority of them still fail to do so before their limited, mortal lifespan is exhausted, leaving them filled with regrets and wishes.

And here he was, reaching this stage in less than a year.

'It's all thanks to my system. If not for it, I might already be a pile of bones.' He thought and tempered down the slight arrogance and disregard for things that came with the increase in strength.

A moment later, he slowly stood up and started stretching his stiff body.

"Now, I need to reach the peak of the third level of [Barbarian God Physique]. Then I can break through to the Five Star realm." He muttered.

He had intimately felt that the stronger his body was when he broke through to the next realm, the stronger he would become overall—his body could easily bear the pressure of his dantian and allow smoother progress.

He thought for a long while about how he could increase the [Barbarian God Physique]'s level quickly, but nothing came to mind, except for using the Nascent Energy.

However…

'Do I really have to use it to elevate my physique?' He thought, reluctant.

If he used the Nascent Energy produced from his and Esme's union, it wouldn't take him much time to raise the technique to the peak of level three, but it was not the most effective method because he would have to spend a lot of time adjusting to his improved body.

This, however, wasn't the real reason he was reluctant to use this method. The real reason was—he felt it wasn't the correct way to train his body.

'If I could have another session with Emperor Alton—wait. I should ask Esme about it.' His eyes lit up.

Cleaning himself with a wave of fire elemental mana, he donned a fresh set of robes and left the room.

…

After hearing everything that happened after she lost consciousness, Esme took Gene and went to meet Esther, Mina, and Anna and accompanied them.

They returned late, after Anna—who had been crying nonstop—and Mina—who was burning in anguish at losing her son—were asleep.

Since Gene was used to sleeping with her, she couldn't suddenly leave her alone and return to Max. Also, since he was cultivating, she didn't want to disturb him, so she found another room and slept there with Gene.

In the morning, they had breakfast with little Arya's family.

Be it Ryan, old man Raku, or little Arya's uncle, everyone was captivated when they saw her, but when they felt cold glares from their wives, they snapped back to their senses.

Elena then asked how she recovered, and Esme, not wanting everyone to know about his mysterious bloodline, told her that it was thanks to the healing medicine Max from the war temple.

At this moment, she was accompanying Mina in her room when Max suddenly barged in.

"You done cultivating already?" She asked before focusing her senses on him. A moment later, she gave him a small smile in congratulations.

Max nodded at her before turning to Mina, who was looking at her with a blank look on her face.

Walking over, he sat beside her on the bed and gently hugged her shoulders. "I'm sorry for William and Eva."

Mina shuddered, and tears pooled in her eyes, but she bit her lower lip and didn't let them fall down.

A few seconds later, she raised her head, looked at him with her reddened eyes, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Do you remember when I trained with you, you promised to do one thing for me when I asked?"

"I do." Max nodded.

"Help me become strong enough so I could kill the murderer of my son, Eva, and sister Amelia with my own hands." She said through gritted teeth.

Max wasn't surprised by her request because he was also dying to take revenge, but… her request wasn't easy to fulfill because she wasn't talented…

As if seeing through him, she raised her hand, palm facing upwards, "Although I'm not a genius in terms of cultivation…"

Rumble!

Fwish!

As she spoke, suddenly the ground beneath her feet rumbled, her mana surged out of her, and then it started condensing. Half a minute later, it turned into a fist-sized rock.

"...but I'm quite good in terms of mama applications."

She exhaled a tired breath and looked at him earnestly, "So, I'm not really a hopeless case."

Max was looking at her in astonishment. He never knew she was so good at mana manipulation. If he wasn't wrong, she was almost at the threshold of mastering the Earth Law.

"You…"

Esme, however, was a lot more astonished than him, or it might be more accurate to say, she was horrified.

Her eyes were wide and her face was pale as she stared at Mina.

"Y-You can resonate with Earth?! Doesn't this mean you…"

Mina looked at her and nodded, "Yes. I can sense his essence in your belly."

Boom!

Esme felt an explosion go off in her mind, her face turning paler.