At this moment, Alexander looked at Laura, noticing her slightly accelerated breathing. Slowly, he extended his hand beneath her skirt, beginning to gently knead and caress.

Alexander’s hand slipped inside Laura’s panties, while his other hand reached around her back, intending to unclasp her bra.

To his surprise, his hand encountered nothing as he moved around her back. It seemed that Laura was already prepared for intimacy, as she hadn’t even bothered to wear underwear.

"Laura, you are so beautiful," Alexander whispered softly into her ear. "My dear, you are incredibly handsome now, and I am deeply infatuated with you," Laura replied, her words accompanied by a sense of devotion.

Using her feet, Laura assisted Alexander in removing his underwear, exposing his erect member. Unable to resist her desires, she leaned in and kissed him passionately. After Laura’s kisses had lingered for a while, Alexander lifted her hips and entered her with his manhood.

Laura’s tight passage embraced Alexander’s engorged shaft, and her copious love juices provided ample lubrication. The rhythm of their lovemaking was punctuated by the wet sounds of their union. Laura’s face displayed a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

Alexander raised her legs, encouraging Laura to wrap them around his waist, angling her pelvis for deeper penetration. This arrangement allowed him to delve even further inside her.

"Does it feel good? Are you comfortable?" Alexander inquired with a playful grin. Laura nodded in affirmation.

"If it feels good, you should let your pleasure be known. Don’t hold back," Alexander advised as he continued his vigorous thrusting.

"I can’t. Others from the temple are in the adjacent room. If I make too much noise, it will be incredibly awkward," Laura managed to restrain herself from vocalizing her pleasure.

Suddenly, Alexander’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more fervent. Laura’s self-control wavered as she let out a moan, "Mmm, oh..."

Hearing Laura’s moans, Alexander intensified his movements.

"Ah... It feels so good. I can’t hold back any longer. This is risky; they might hear us next door. I’m about to climax... It feels so amazing... You’re reaching so deep..."

Alexander held Laura tightly and continued his passionate rhythm, while Laura clung to his neck, trembling and pushing her hips upward to accommodate his every thrust.

As their passion escalated, Alexander felt himself nearing climax. He thrust with increasing fervor, which unexpectedly triggered Laura’s orgasm.

Her inner walls constricted around him, heightening his sensations. In a final surge of pleasure, Alexander released his seed deep within Laura’s body.

After their intimate encounter, Laura went to freshen up while Alexander didn’t immediately head to the bathroom. Instead, he engaged in the practice of the Supreme Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation technique, transmuting the energies of yin and yang into elemental power.

Through this period of dual cultivation, Alexander’s elemental power saturation had elevated to an impressive 27%. The Amazon’s environment was intricate and treacherous; without sufficient strength, navigating it would prove exceedingly perilous.

Consequently, as Laura emerged from the bathroom draped in a towel, Alexander acted swiftly. His profound mastery of energy manipulation allowed him to dispel the dampness of the shower and pull upon his newfound elemental prowess. With determined purpose, he deftly tore away the towel that concealed Laura’s form.

...

Soon, a rooster crowed, heralding the morning light. Outside the window, the rotors of a helicopter whirred into action.

"Alexander!" Luis shouted from the ground floor, "Are you awake yet? We’re about to set out!"

Upstairs in Alexander’s room, he remarked with lingering satisfaction, "Ah, the allure of lovemaking is truly intoxicating. I almost lost track of time relishing the splendid experience."

Wiping off lipstick marks from his face, he dressed, shouldered his backpack, and leapt out the window. Due to Laura’s own SS-rank and their overnight dual cultivation, Alexander’s elemental saturation had now risen to 30%.

The high priest looked puzzled and commented, "Alexander, you seem... different. What happened?"

Alexander replied with a casual smile, "It’s nothing. My cultivation last night resulted in a substantial increase in my capabilities."

Upon hearing this, the faces around him registered utter astonishment. They couldn’t fathom what sort of cultivation could yield such a colossal improvement in a single night.

High above the Amazon rainforest, a helicopter was in flight.

Within the helicopter, CharmingPrince sat nervously beside Alexander, wearing handcuffs and a hood. He voiced his concerns, "Why did you bring me along? Didn’t you say that if I told the truth, you’d spare my life?"

Alexander chuckled and produced a crumpled piece of paper made from a Fire Spirit scroll. He explained, "Indeed, that’s why you’re still alive. Just follow behind me honestly. You’re my secret weapon now!"

CharmingPrince quivered as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Alexander stuffed the paper ball into CharmingPrince’s mouth and stated, "Start by swallowing this."

CharmingPrince inquired, "What is it?"

"A pill made from Fire Spirit."

CharmingPrince: "!!!"

The helicopter smoothly cruised over the forest canopy. Unbeknownst to them, pairs of eyes filled with malice concealed within the rainforest, fixated on the aircraft passing overhead.

Meanwhile, atop a towering tree within the jungle, Dalina, clad in a black cloak, lifted her head, revealing a seductive smile.

"Hehe, has it finally arrived? Well, now that it’s here, leaving won’t be so easy!" Dalina murmured.

In an instant, Dalina brandished an elongated ruler. A rustic-looking ruler burst forth from her sleeve and rapidly expanded, growing to monumental proportions, resembling a colossal mountain.

On the helicopter, the pilot suddenly felt a powerful updraft and leaned out to investigate the source.

"Oh, damn!" Startled, the pilot yelled as he saw the massive ruler sweeping toward them.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The pilot shouted, grabbing his parachute and leaping out without a backward glance.

Inside the helicopter, the occupants were stunned. Before they could comprehend what was happening, the colossal ruler struck the aircraft like a fly swatter.

"Oh my God!" they exclaimed in shock.

Before they could react, the helicopter exploded, and the occupants were flung in all directions, resembling shooting stars scattering through the rainforest.

Several minutes later...

Boom!!

A deafening roar echoed through the forest.

CharmingPrince plummeted onto an empty patch of land, staring vacantly at the sky before coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Am I saved?" He glanced at the shattered handcuffs on his arm, remnants from the helicopter explosion, and his face lit up.

Springing to his feet, he threw back his head and laughed uproariously, "Hahaha! Well done, well done, I’m saved!"

But the moment his laughter ceased, a figure descended from the sky and crashed into him with a thunderous impact. Alexander blinked, looking up at the sky and exhaling a breath of relief.

"That was close, really close. I was still in shock when suddenly I got smashed. But why does it feel so soft? Seems like I wasn’t hurt at all."

Alexander stretched leisurely, stood up with a cheerful smile, and scanned his surroundings.

At that moment, he heard a voice coming from beneath his feet. "You, you’ve caught me, so of course... you’re unharmed."

Startled, Alexander looked down and found himself stepping on the face of CharmingPrince, who was convulsing in the large pit below him.

A light went off in Alexander’s eyes, "Fate! Who would’ve thought that both of our crash sites would be identical? It must be fate!"

CharmingPrince sat up, weeping, only to be thoroughly bound by Alexander with ropes and stuffed with flame talismans in his mouth. Such were the highs and lows of life.

With a faint smile, Alexander said, "I’ll put you in my ring for now. When I need you, I’ll call for you. Be a good boy." With a pat on CharmingPrince’s head, he stowed him away in the ring.

Alexander then set off in a random direction, oblivious to the myriad eyes in the forest already focusing on him.

"Are you sure that guy also fell from the plane?" A man in black questioned, pointing at Alexander, "Why does he look so relaxed? Is he on vacation or something?"

"Who cares?" snapped the leader of a group from the Order of the Wandering Oracles, "Our elder has given us the task to kill on sight!"

From behind, one disciple after another from the Order unsheathed their blades, sneering in unison. "Unfortunate for you to run into us. Today, your life ends here."

"Charge!" came a deafening shout.

In an instant, multiple disciples from the Order of the Wandering Oracles surged toward Alexander, who was casually strolling through the forest. Completely unaware he was being watched, Alexander looked up at a tree and exclaimed, "Who would have thought this place would have fruit trees? How lucky!"

He picked a fruit and took a bite just as ten disciples from the Order charged at him, ten blades aiming for vital parts of his body from different angles. The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Alexander, with a bite of apple still in his mouth, was momentarily stunned. The next second, the ten blades lunged toward his vulnerable spots amidst cold laughter.

The leading disciple from the Order sneered, "I initially thought he was some formidable character. Turns out, he’s just a clown! This is the Amazon Rainforest, for heaven’s sake! Didn’t the crash make him wary? And he still has the nerve to eat fruit!"

It was as if Alexander was mocking them, dismissing their threat. "Let’s see how we kill you now," they thought.

In that split second, all ten blades stabbed into Alexander’s body. He stood there, still biting his apple, seemingly stunned, making no attempt to counter.

Then, the next moment—

Crack!

Clang!

Clang!

To their utter astonishment, their blades collided with Alexander, producing dazzling sparks and the metallic sounds of snapping.

Their blades—all of them—had shattered!

"What the hell?!"

The ten men staggered back in disbelief, looking at the broken blades in their hands, and then at an unharmed Alexander.

"Is this a joke?!"

"How can his body be so tough?!"

"Our blades shattered!"

Crunch!

Alexander took another bite of his apple, glaring at the large holes torn in his new clothes.

"My new clothes! Now, tell me, how do you plan to compensate me?"

"Is this some kind of joke?!" The ten disciples from the Order of the Wandering Oracles roared in unison. Tossing aside their broken swords, they opted for their fists and aimed at Alexander.

Crack!

Crack!

Accompanied by the sounds of fracturing bones, their faces turned into masks of shock. Their arms—they were broken!

"Ahh!"Shrieks pierced the air as the disciples clutched their shattered limbs, writhing in agony on the ground.

Alexander frowned at the holes in his clothing. He inspected them briefly before sighing, "Well, a few holes but still wearable."

At that moment, Alexander felt a chill on his crotch. His face froze.

He looked at the ten disciples, their faces awash with dread, and roared, "Which one of you scoundrels dared to stab me in the crotch? Step forward!"

With that bellow, he stomped the ground. Elemental winds erupted from his body like a storm.

The disciples screamed, clinging to the nearby trees as they were lifted off the ground, their bodies swinging wildly in the air.

Terrifying!

Crack!

Crack!

One after another, the mighty trees were felled by the tempest that Alexander conjured. The disciples looked at him with horror.

"Is this...is this some kind of joke? He must be Superman, right?"

"It seems we’ve angered the most terrifying among them!"

Alexander approached with solemnity, holding his apple. "I can’t believe how low and lecherous you all are. Had I not been so resilient, you would’ve stabbed right through my manhood!"

"You’ve made a grave mistake, and I intend to punish you. None of you are escaping today."

The disciples huddled together, their faces pale with terror, screaming as Alexander advanced toward them step by step.