Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 1232

Asriel glared at Sebastian with an intensity that could have set the air ablaze. Her teeth clenched audibly as she fought to suppress the seething rage within her.

However, she finally forced herself to rein in the murderous intent. "I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said. Name another condition," she said coldly.

Sebastian, on the other hand, seemed utterly at ease. A faint smile curved his lips as he chuckled softly. "I've already told you. Aside from you, nothing else interests me."

"Do you have a death wish?" Asriel's eyes widened in fury, her rage threatening to burst forth.

Sebastian remained calm, his smile tinged with a hint of defiance. "Holy Maiden, I'm simply being honest. Besides, I'm not asking for your entire being. If you lose, all I want is your first time. That's all."

"You shameless bastard!" Asriel could no longer contain her anger. She raised her slender hand, and with a sudden motion, struck out at Sebastian. Her palm sliced through the air with a sharp whoosh, swift as lightning.

As a wind-based spiritual body, her attacks were known for their speed, and this strike was no exception. It was so fast that it seemed to defy the limits of perception. Its power was undeniable.

Instead of dodging, Sebastian met her blow head-on with a powerful punch. A resounding boom echoed like thunder as their attacks collided, forcing both of them to step back.

Sebastian was momentarily stunned. He had not anticipated Asriel's strength to be so formidable. With his current mastery of the Law of Force, which had reached the Bronze Body State, combined with the support of his spiritual energy, even a three-star Intermediate Deity Master would have struggled to make him retreat.

But his surprise was short-lived. It quickly dawned on him that Asriel's cultivation had already reached the two-star Intermediate Deity Realm. This was nothing short of astonishing. From what he knew, Asriel was only 27 or 28 years old.

To achieve such a level at her age was incredible. It was a testament to her wind-based spiritual body and the Sacred Ground techniques she cultivated. She was likely a match for, if not stronger than, most three-star Intermediate Deity Masters.

Asriel was equally taken aback. She stared at Sebastian in disbelief. "Your physical strength is terrifying. Who in the world are you?"

"You cultivate both active and passive energy? That's impossible!" Asriel exclaimed. The disbelief on her face was evident. Practicing two types of spiritual energy was already rare, and active and passive energy were polar opposites. The two were believed to be incompatible.

"If you don't believe me, you can sense it yourself," Sebastian replied. He extended a single finger, and an ethereal wisp of energy danced at its tip. The energy was a mysterious and unique blend of active and passive forces, its aura both compelling and enigmatic.

"It really is active and passive energy! How did you achieve this?" Asriel asked curiously as her eyes fixed on his fingertip, filled with intrigue.

"That's not something you need to know," Sebastian said confidently.

"What matters is that I'm not lying. My active and passive energy can merge with any form of spiritual energy. If you were to cultivate with me, your wind-based spiritual energy could incorporate a trace of active and passive power. You should understand what that means."

Asriel's expression shifted as she grasped his point. If her wind-based spiritual energy could integrate active and passive power, its power would increase dramatically. The possibilities were immense, and the potential benefits couldn't be ignored.