Lawrence opens his eyes after feeling a movement in the bed. The figure entering his vision is none other than Prescribed Dream, who rises from the bed without hiding her naked body.

  Since that time, months ago, they have slept together on multiple occasions, though not as frequently as he would like. Everything would be different if it weren't for the charm ability this phoenix girl possesses.

  Despite the level difference, Lawrence has not been able to overcome her ability. As soon as their naked bodies come into contact, his only thought is to impregnate her. This is why he has limited their contact... but that doesn't mean there haven't been improvements.

  He directs his gaze to her naked body, she possesses the best of three worlds. Her face is beautiful, her breasts are large but not as much as Serene Will's, and her ass is outstanding, though not at the level of Coldness Divine. She is beauty personified, but if it were only that, Lawrence would not act this way.

  His gaze lingers for a few seconds before his base instincts begin to take over his thoughts, and he has no choice but to look away. He should feel proud of being able to control himself while being so close to her, but he does not feel that way at all.

  Because every time he looks at her, he feels that he is overlooking something.

  She has been a mysterious woman to the end, they haven't spoken a word of love, but he knows that this is her way of being, that this phoenix girl feels something for him. He is sure, he can feel it. If being with so many women has taught him anything, it's that he can see through their feelings.

  The problem is that, more than himself, he always feels that Prescribed Dream is watching something beyond him.

  Once she gets dressed, her charm is restrained, and Lawrence can observe her without any fear. "The moment is approaching, once I finish my business outside... I will help you leave this place through the back door."

  She stops for a moment and then directs her gaze towards him, but there is not a hint of surprise on her face. Lawrence clicks his tongue internally, knowing this woman had predicted this moment would come, anyone else in his place would have failed to conquer her if they had tried to hide it from her even once.

  “Are you sure? You're not the type to trust me just because you slept with me, don’t you want something more? Something that, if I were to give it to you, would remove all doubt about me.”

  Instead of pretending or trying to build trust between them, she does not hesitate to address the uncertainty, expressing that there are still possibilities of betrayal. Why does she do this?

  Lawrence snorts and walks towards her still naked, he more than anyone knows that this woman acts incomprehensibly. If he wanted to understand her, dictionaries and definitions would fall short. He gave up trying, it's enough for him to know that this woman is on his side.

  He extends his hand and caresses her cheek, “I want it, I want something from you.”

  For a few seconds, they look into each other's eyes, but then Lawrence looks towards the window and frowns. “But in this place, it's impossible. Once outside, I will let you know.”

  Enough time has passed to ensure that this woman feels something for him and that she will not betray him immediately once outside. During this time, he will use Prescribed Dream's innate ability, Fate Intersection, to change his destiny and be able to develop his own Way. What happens with her after that, will happen.

  He is only interested in one thing from her, knowing the future will be useless if he has no future.

  “All right. When that time comes, I will listen to you.”

  The mysterious smile of this woman is something he has not been able to decipher.

  +++

  “It's settled.”

  At his mansion, Lawrence communicates the news to the rest.

  "Prescribed Dream agrees."

  More than two years have passed since he was allowed to be Prescribed Dream's dao protector. Many things have happened since then, but one thing that hasn't changed is that he still doesn't understand why things ended this way. He gave Prescribed Dream the opportunity to help her in exchange for her friendship, but instead, she chose to be his woman.

  For what purpose? What did she see in the future that made her take this decision?

  That will be the first question he will ask her once all this is over.

  Coldness Divine remembers something and says: “The next auction is approaching, you will have to do it on a later date. If the money will be given to that dwarf, easily two to three months will pass in which construction materials will enter.”

  Many things have changed, Lawrence no longer has as much free time as before to set a day and ensure that nothing will happen that day that requires his attention. He is the only administrator of his personal dimension, being the owner is not all advantages.

  Lawrence sighs and then nods. "After the auction it will be. That day will decide the future."

  He can forego his job as a dao protector, but not Prescribed Dream. As long as he has her, everything else is secondary.

  Even if his opinion is not shared by his wives.

  +++

  In the coming week, nothing noteworthy happens, everything is too peaceful, just as a certain prediction mentioned. If Lawrence previously doubted her predictions, he now finds himself in a position where he trusts them more than he harbors suspicions. It's difficult to trust someone who talks about the future, because it's impossible to know if their words have been twisted for their own benefit.

  But one of the most conflicting predictions has not yet been clarified.

  How will he lose his memory?

  While Lawrence spends his days thinking and creating countermeasures against the eventual event, the day of the auction arrives.

  The surroundings of the Violet Twilight auction house are as chaotic as ever, everyone hoping to benefit from this event. The arrival of renowned guests does not make things easier at all, it only worsens the situation.

  Lawrence suffers the most from this. Even though his level has increased compared to the previous time, he remains a mere ant in the capital of the Heavenly Path Kingdom, where any dog and cat surpasses level 650.

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  Once he manages to make his way into the auction house, a very different atmosphere awaits him inside the vast hall.

  "Mr. Lawrence, you have arrived."

  "I've been waiting for you, Mr. Lawrence. How much do you think your fertility pill will be auctioned for this time?"

  All the hostility these big shots showed the first time he entered this place has disappeared. Perhaps this is not the right word, the hostility may still be there, but they know how to hide it well. Lawrence has remained true to his intention of being neutral and no one is foolish enough to openly make an enemy of him.

  The wait cannot be sustained forever and everyone knows that sooner or later he will have to make a decision, but until then, business prevails.

  "Is this...?"

  "I regret to inform you, but... My refiner has refused to refine your medicinal pill. I hope this does not affect our relationship, if in the future you have any pill recipe that only someone like my refiner, Bearer of Light, can perform, I will be open to negotiate."

  "That's fine, Mr. Lawrence. After knowing about the requests from my competitors, I predicted such a thing could happen."

  Lawrence is considerate when speaking alone with all the big shots whose pill recipes Sky Petal rejected. On the outside, they all take it very well, but the truth is that they must be clenching their teeth to not show their humiliation.

  The pride of these big shots is as high as the sky, regardless of whether they are subordinates of a faction leader, it does not diminish the fact that they feel superior to others. To receive rejection from a mere pill refiner? Who does he think he is?!

  After delivering the bad news, it's time for the good news.

  Since Lawrence is broke, he has no interest in the auctioned items, so instead of wasting time, he meets one by one in a private room with the item owners whose pill recipes were accepted by Sky Petal.

  "Sea of Mind Pill, reduces the damage from inner demons. Effective up to level 800."

  With a smile, Lawrence hands the big shot a glass container inside which is the crafted medicinal pill.

  "Oh... God..."

  The man does not dare to open the container, he simply admires it through the glass. After a few seconds of fascination, the big shot's expression changes.

  "What is its price?"

  Lawrence explains with a business smile, "4 million gold. Since the materials were provided by you, the cost only includes the refining of the pill."

  "2.5 million gold."

  The big shot is no novice, he knows that's not the final price and nothing more than the beginning of the negotiation. Similar to him, Lawrence counteroffers with the next price.

  "That's too little, I'll go down to 3.5 million gold."

  "Mr. Lawrence, that offer is still far from the value I have in mind. How about 2.8 million gold? I will pay in cash, right now."

  "No, no. 3.2 million gold. I can't go lower than that, this is the final offer."

  Silence holds in the room for long seconds... until the man nods with a smile on his face.

  "Alright, 3.2 million gold sounds good."

  "Great, the medicinal pill is yours."

  And just like that, more than 3 million gold enters Lawrence's pocket. For someone who is broke, this is no different from water in the desert. He will keep the secret that he was willing to sell for 3 million gold if this big shot had not accepted his offer.

  But not all negotiations go well.

  "The most I can offer is 2.5 million gold. It's not in my plans to spend more than this."

  Of the seven medicinal pills crafted by Sky Petal, only 3 resulted in a successful negotiation, the rest had issues.

  "Mr. Lawrence, be honest. There's a way to resolve all this, isn't there?"

  Not everything can be bought with money, and Lawrence gives his next payment option.

  "I can accept your offer of 2.5 million gold in exchange for 3 top-tier techniques that are capable of awakening the true potential of a hunter."

  The woman's face changes accordingly, because what he is asking for costs as much or more than a medicinal pill!

  But before she could respond, Lawrence adds: "Valid for hunters of level 300 or lower. Not a bad proposal, is it?"

  Everything changes when the target level drops to 300, the unreasonable proposal suddenly becomes reasonable. Yes, these are valuable techniques and difficult to find even in the Divine Plane, but who is she? In a quick count, she easily remembers 10 of her contacts boasting of having such a technique, obtaining a copy from them should not be a problem.

  "I can accept those conditions, but I will need some time to obtain them. Once I have them, how should I contact you?"

  Giving his address to a problematic client? Of course not! It would be different if this woman planned to do business with him again, but all indications are that this is not the case, so Lawrence simply asked her to deliver them at the next auction. He's not in a hurry.

  Everyone who accepted this proposal left the room frowning. Why does the refiner Bearer of Light need so many top-tier techniques? Not only that, but level 300. It would be understandable if they used them on their own son, but this option was easily discarded considering that they must not be the only ones receiving this proposal.

  'Or is this nothing more than a request from that intermediary? No. Not unless...'

  Everyone draws their own conclusions.

  There was one exceptional case, where the big shot couldn't pay the money Lawrence was asking for the Purified Body pill, but instead, this person had more pill recipes in his possession with which he wished to make future business with him.

  Therefore, Lawrence agreed to lose today to win tomorrow, and the deal was closed for the sum of 2.9 million gold.

  In the sale of the 7 medicinal pills, Lawrence earns 19.4 million gold, not bad.

  Having finished the business, he returns to the hall to watch the progress of the auction along with the other item owners. There's still the auction of his fertility pill, an event in which he must be present.

  "Mr. Lawrence..."

  But before such an event happens, a beautiful woman approaches him.

  "My lady wishes to meet with you."

  All his good mood disappears immediately.