Dustin Terrath

*Dustin Terrath's POV*

Hanging up the phone while those whores were laughing at my cock I noticed that the servant I had been using to satisfy my lust was trying to stifle her own laughter.

"Bitch, are you fucking laughing at me?"

"Pfft, No my lord never...AHhahaahahaa it is true you ti-"

*BOOM*

I did not even let her finish as I overloaded her body with my mana making her explode in a shower of red sparkles. I got tired of cleaning blood up everytime I killed one of our servants so I created a new skill that turns the mess in to sparkles that are solidified by my mana. 

Ever since I reached the peak of the core formation stage, I couldn't advance any further. It was infuriating. I had my pitiful wretch of a father's blood in me, holding me back from advancing, almost making me start using women as cultivation furnaces.

Thankfully, I haven't fallen that far yet.