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The second trial ended, leaving roughly two thousand candidates who passed, temporarily lodging in Sacred City's lavish inns and taverns…
Awaiting the third trial's dawn.
From over ten thousand eager prodigies flooding Sacred City, the second trial alone culled over eighty percent a brutal crucible.
No wonder every young genius deemed Sacred Lotus Academy entry the ultimate honor.
Becoming an Academy disciple was the finest proof of one's prowess.
Lan An shed his blood-soaked robes. Though gravely injured, his body cultivator's recovery was astonishing, allowing him to stand normally. Ignoring prying eyes, he lingered before a grand inn, as if awaiting something.
Mu Zi Yin, Liu Shi Qin, Bai Su Mei, and Li Zhu Luan had retired to the Spirit Realm Pearl to rest, claiming fatigue after climbing sixty-nine steps.
Lan An knew better—their "rest" was to grant him private space, aware of who he'd soon greet.
Soon enough, three peerless beauties descended from the skies, each exuding distinct, enchanting fragrances, landing before him.
After two years, in this reunion's glow, Lan An welcomed them with a tender smile and loving gaze, stepping back to drink in their forms, etching each into his soul, indelible.
Ruo Xue, in a flowing azure gown, outshone her beauty from two years prior. Her ripened womanly aura, blossomed after intimacy, lent her an regal elegance.
Once a dazzling twenty-year-old maiden, she now radiated the noble allure of a refined lady, her gentle grace unmistakable.
Yan Hong Lian retained her sultry charm, her curvaceous figure a ripe peach begging to be plucked.
Her fiery red lips, heaving bosom vibrant with life, and rounded hips beneath her gown ignited desire in any man.
Yan Die Qing had transformed most. Once a girlish sprite, she now bloomed into a radiant maiden at her prime, her budding chest now full beneath her attire, short hair grazing her shoulders, large, watery eyes sparkling with adorable allure.
Beautiful… breathtakingly so.
Lan An cursed his lack of a camera from his past life, yearning to capture this trio's convergence.
He wasn't surprised they knew each other. With Yan Hong Lian and Yan Die Qing's nature, not seeking Ruo Xue would be odd.
"Have you nothing to say?" Ruo Xue glared, her questioning tone soft as water, more a coy pout than reproach.
Yan Hong Lian bit her rosy lips, the face she'd yearned for day and night before her, poised to step closer…
Whoosh…
A breeze darted past. Yan Die Qing, like a kitten, leapt ahead, clambering onto Lan An, her powdery arms clinging to his neck, refusing to let go.
"Scoundrel, finally found you…" Tinh Nhi nuzzled his chest, pressing her face to his heartbeat, eyes closed in bliss. She'd missed this embrace to madness.
Lan An fondly stroked her smooth back, inhaling her youthful scent, his voice choked, hoarse, whispering, "I missed Ruo Xue, Hong Lian, Tinh Nhi… missed you so much… so much…!"
"Hmph! Don't you always have beauties by your side? Time to miss us?" Yan Hong Lian chided, yet her body flung into his arms, vying with her sister.
Lan An relished holding the sisters, their soft forms like silken quilts in his embrace, smirking wickedly, transmitting, "I fondly recall our time in the cave…"
Their faces flushed, hearts racing.
Despite Yan Hong Lian's worldly air, she was a maiden tasting first love, blushing at his tease.
"Had enough hugging?" Ruo Xue's wide eyes flared. Even her gentle nature couldn't suppress jealousy at the sight.
"Good wife, tonight your husband compensates you!" Lan An transmitted, winking.
"Hmph, who cares!" Ruo Xue huffed, cheeks pink. Noticing onlookers' stunned gazes and gaping mouths, shocked by this public reunion, she urged, "Inside, now!"
Unfazed by the sisters clinging to him, she grabbed Lan An's arm, dragging them into the inn.
Lan An had rented a spacious, opulent room. As the trio entered, he ambushed, enveloping all three in his arms, eliciting squeals.
Their mingled fragrances flooded his senses, intoxicating.
"What's this? I haven't punished your philandering, yet you take liberties?" Ruo Xue scolded playfully.
"Hehe, I missed you—let me hold you a bit!" Lan An grinned roguishly, settling on the plush bed.
Yan Hong Lian's eyes twinkled, taunting Ruo Xue, "Don't want his embrace? Leave my sister and I will take it!"
"Right, Ruo Xue-jie can see him later he won't run!" Yan Die Qing chimed, nodding eagerly.
"You… sisters sharing a husband, shameless!" Ruo Xue's chest heaved with mock fury.
"Hehe, we not only share a husband but share him with you!" Yan Die Qing giggled, her budding chest quivering.
Ruo Xue pursed her lips, gazing at Lan An aggrievedly.
Lan An's head swelled, sensing harem tensions, quickly diverting, "Tell me about your past two years! Your husband's dying to know what my treasures have been up to!"
"What about you? Where'd those women come from?" Three voices harmonized, the trio rare in unison, exchanging glances and stifling smiles.
Lan An sighed in relief. As long as they didn't bicker, he'd comply, embracing their slender waists, recounting, "From when Ruo Xue and I parted… after crushing the Lesser Teleportation Talisman…"
Lan An narrated slowly, the trio listening raptly, heads resting against him.
He detailed everything from meeting Qin Meng Ying in Spirit Martial City, to Bai Su Mei's blooming, then his other women: Ji Bing, Ji Ya, Li Zhu Luan, Mu Zi Yin, his aunt Liu Shi Qin, and Bing An Empire's princess Bing Lan Xi.
Thus, the Harem Faction was born.
He included battles great and small, his cultivation journey, even using the Yan Clan token to summon Yan Yue Qi, though he slyly omitted their intimacy death wouldn't make him confess bedding his mother-in-law now.
The trio listened, entranced. Compared to Lan An's trials, their lives seemed tranquil.
Learning he'd amassed so many women, including Void Refining Stage powerhouses, their eyes widened, hearts turbulent.
Was their man a calamity for women?
Hearing of the Harem Faction's founding, Ruo Xue chuckled softly, "No wonder Second Sister Hua Yu Feng said it's tied to me!"
Lan An smiled. He knew Mu Zi Yin's trio rescued Hua Yu Feng from the Blood Spirit Sect, proud of their deeds.
"Did Mother say anything?" The Yan sisters, hearing Yan Yue Qi met Lan An, leapt from his arms, babbling anxiously.
Their domineering, prideful mother wasn't easily swayed.
"She called me dashing, beloved by all, saying you're blessed to have me!" Lan An grinned impishly, inwardly nervous.
"Keep dreaming!" The sisters glared he boasted too much. Seeing his nonchalance, they assumed their mother hadn't overreacted, relaxing.
"Even Golden Ranking figures and Ninth-Grade power princesses joined your harem impressive!" Ruo Xue praised sincerely.
Knowing his enmity with the Luo Clan, more powerful women bolstered him. Jealousy was a playful spice, not a blinding force.
Jealousy was love's garnish, not folly to cloud reason.
Sharing a husband with such remarkable women spurred their own growth.
Lan An's heart warmed, saying earnestly, "Having you is my true fortune!"
"Less flattery! Show us the Spirit Realm Pearl!" Yan Die Qing's eyes sparkled, eager from his tales.
"Right! The Palace Tree must have our place!" The others nodded vigorously.
"As my ladies command!" Lan An, overjoyed, willed them in.
In a flash, the room emptied.
Spirit Realm Pearl, Blissful Spring…
In warm, spirit-rich waters…
Four flawless forms soaked, bare as newborns, relishing post-trial relaxation.
Nearby, Little Lion, in pet form, swam gleefully.
The clear water revealed every curve, even the secret crevices between their thighs.
Li Zhu Luan eyed Mu Zi Yin's ample bosom, kneading her own, pouting, "Master-jie's breasts are so big and beautiful—no wonder husband's smitten!"
"Pah!" Liu Shi Qin, a chaste maiden, blushed, diving beneath the surface.
"Brat, call me sister henceforth!" Mu Zi Yin glared. Spoiled by Lan An, this girl's manners had slipped, unlike her former sect deference.
"Ours aren't bad either. With master's care, we'll rival Zi Yin-jie!" Bai Su Mei assessed her rounded chest, smaller but shapely.
"For fullness, massage diligently!" Mu Zi Yin shared unabashedly. As family, this mature woman hid nothing.
Liu Shi Qin, submerged, perked her ears, musing, "He likes them large?"
Evaluating her snowy, upturned breasts, adorned with rosy buds, she noted their size lagged Mu Zi Yin's.
"I must massage too," she resolved secretly.
Ji Bing and Ji Ya, still in seclusion in their palaces, required long recovery as Void Refining Stage cultivators.
Since last, Ji Ya claimed a second-tier Palace Tree palace beside Ji Bing's Bing Ji Palace.
Lan An named it Ya Ji Palace.
Once recovered, the Harem Faction would gain two powerhouses.
The four bathed contentedly, rising to dress.
As they stepped ashore…
Space quivered Lan An and the trio appeared.
The four, including Liu Shi Qin, stood stark naked.
Time froze.
They stared, eyes wide.
Lan An swallowed hard.
Mu Zi Yin, Li Zhu Luan, and Bai Su Mei's bodies he knew intimately.
His gaze locked on his aunt.
Her long, snowy legs flowed gracefully, her pert hips framed a mysterious, tightly closed rose, adorned by a fine black tuft, glistening with warm droplets.
Her skin glowed like morning dew, her stunned face flushed, lips parting to reveal even teeth and a shy, moist tongue.
Utterly captivating.
AAAAAH!
Liu Shi Qin's shriek shattered the silence, vanishing like a black gust to her Shi Qin Palace.
Snapping back, Mu Zi Yin suppressed embarrassment, donning a robe to cover her mature form.
Li Zhu Luan and Bai Su Mei smirked knowingly at Lan An, dressing unhurriedly, their bright eyes sizing up their "new" sisters.
Across, Ruo Xue and the Yan sisters assessed them. From Lan An's tales, they knew these women shared his trials, fostering fondness and gratitude.
Lan An, sensing awkwardness, opened his mouth to ease tensions when Jin Ni's mechanical voice rang coldly:
Ding, Lucky Shop upgrade complete!