The Harem King

"The patriarch and the matriarch are waiting for you in the dining hall, young master." Noemi informed me the moment I went out of my room.

It was now night time and the day had passed very swiftly with me fishing worlds out there in the void. 52,941 heavenly bodies all in all.

And those worlds had already aided me to regain the apex of my strength in the past. But that was only considering about my soul might and not my physique.

I still needed to cultivate my body again for it to return once more to its former glory and even surpass its condition.

For even now, my soul was even continually reinforced by the souls trapped within the multitudes of worlds I had nurtured inside my soul.

This was far from my previous universe where I halted my soul world's progress in the Immortal Saint Realm. So there was a much higher state than that realm within this strip of reality, I conjectured within.

In the end, I welcomed the challenge of conquering the entirety of this universe with an expectant spirit. I shall sit upon the summit of this creation and live my life to an eternity of pleasure.

"Have they waited long?"

"Only a few minutes, young master. They have also checked your condition earlier in the previous meals but I said that you were busy recuperating in full just like you ordered, young master."

"Very good, Noemi. Come." And the two of us walked in silence to see my adopted family.

Since I have now returned to the pinnacle of my power, then it was time to shed my sheep's clothing and don on my real identity.

That of a predatory wolf.

The Killoran Family was a huge force in the city and time has not decayed its influence one bit. Instead, it has even grown stronger as the seasons gave way to new ones.

The tall archaic yet mighty looking structures that were as high as the mountains were an obvious tell to the current status of the family.

And the constant inaudible hum of power that laid beneath the veins of the family abode were indeed a blessing to all cultivators inside the interconnected collection of mansions.

The natural essence was strong in here by at least two times that would help any man or beast to gain a great benefit in their journey to acquiring strength.

"Welcome, young master Neon! The master of the house awaits your company!" a dignified man greeted me. This was Nicholas. The most trusted servant of my father.

The years forged between the two were tales of legend. They had braved countless slaughters and done deeds that were still worthy of remembrance and awe, even to this very day.

A stalwart warrior indeed like my foolish father.

"Thank you, Nicholas." I whispered. Respect begets respect after all.

"So the eldest has finally chosen to grace us with his lofty presence." A man spat first. I wanted to throw a mocking retort.


"How are you feeling, Neon? Is your body alright now?" but my mother's worried query paused my words. What a good woman, I decided as I smiled at the beautiful Lady of the House.