Yan Yue Qi knew her husband had an intimate relationship with Hua Qing Zhu, the Empress of the White Sand Dynasty. A war was inevitable, which was why she asked such a shocking question.
The women exchanged glances, awaiting Lan An's response.
"Destroy them!" Lan An declared without hesitation, recounting recent events to the women.
Their eyes gleamed, a slow surge of killing intent rising. Bai Quan's shameless attack on Lan An alone was reason enough to wage war, not to mention the White Sand Dynasty's possession of the Ancient Ferocious Prison Earth, which they must seize for their husband. Moreover, they knew Lan An's character well. Beyond the conflicts between the Bai and Hua families, beyond the White Sand Dynasty's greed for his martial techniques, the fact that Bai Lie and Bai Yang coveted Bai Lian Hua, and that the White Sand Dynasty had injured Hua Qing Zhu, made their destruction inevitable.
"A Ninth-Grade power—can we really destroy them so easily?" Dan Meng Ji frowned, skeptical of the feasibility.
"A Ninth-Grade power is indeed hard to eradicate. At the very least, the Supreme Emperor of the White Sand Dynasty is a Late Integration Realm expert. But a battle is unavoidable. Treat it as a training ground to solidify your cultivation after seclusion!" Lan An said with a smile.
"Exactly. If any sister faces danger, use the Command Token to return to the Spirit Realm Pearl instantly!" Yan Ruo Xue said, grinning.
The women's eyes lit up, their excitement surging. Brimming with confidence in their post-seclusion strength, their battle intent blazed fiercely.
"Ruo Xue, how strong are you now?" Hua Yu Feng bit her lip, eyeing her junior sister.
The women perked their ears, eager to know how powerful Yan Ruo Xue's combat strength was after refining the Water Desolation Bloodline.
Yan Ruo Xue pondered briefly before saying softly,
"Strong enough to fight Integration Realm experts!"
The women gasped. Yan Ruo Xue was only at Peak Void Refinement, without any Heaven and Earth Anomalies. How could she be so confident in crossing realms? Was her bloodline truly that terrifying?
Lan An was slightly surprised. Knowing Ruo Xue wasn't arrogant, her confidence must have a basis.
The most shocked was Qin Meng Ying. This little junior had surpassed her in a flash, and she shot Lan An a resentful look, her eyes almost brimming with tears.
Seeing Yan Ruo Xue and Bai Su Mei's immense progress, Yan Yue Qi grew even more eager for her Three-Legged Golden Crow Bloodline, itching to break through to the Integration Realm.
"Don't worry, you'll get your share soon!" Lan An teased, pinching Qin Meng Ying's jade-like cheek with a smile.
Before him, she revealed her true, enchanting beauty.
Only Hai Ling Long and Hai You Qing paid little attention to combat strength. As mermaids, their peaceful nature made them the harem's backbone, dedicated to supporting its growth.
At that moment, Zhu Nan Palace and Lian Hua Palace trembled, and two stunning figures descended hand in hand. Seeing the beauty of the mother-daughter pair, Bai Lian Hua and Hua Qing Zhu, the women's eyes sparkled. No wonder their husband greedily claimed both.
Their platinum hair—one short, one long—one mature and voluptuous, the other pure and delicate, both exuding indescribable nobility, a perfect mother-daughter duo.
Hua Qing Zhu, meanwhile, was quietly shocked by the beauty and strength of the harem's women, especially the white-clad, saintly figure who gave her a faint sense of danger—Bai Su Mei.
"Bai Lian Hua greets all elder sisters!" Bai Lian Hua bowed politely, unfazed by their presence.
Facing their beauty and aura, she felt considerable pressure.
"No need for formalities, little sister. We're all family!" Mu Zi Yin warmly took Bai Lian Hua's hand, smiling at Hua Qing Zhu.
Hua Qing Zhu nodded in return, her cold exterior making warm words difficult, much like Ji Bing and Ji Ya.
Yan Die Qing and Li Zhu Luan stared at Bai Lian Hua's chest, relieved it wasn't larger than theirs, and warmly called her "little sister."
"What's the situation outside?" Yan Yue Qi asked, her gaze on Hua Qing Zhu.
Hua Qing Zhu met her eyes calmly, her voice clear.
"The White Sand Dynasty has been secretly searching for my husband's whereabouts without success. The Ancient Ferocious Prison Earth is being drained by an array to fuel the Scenic Land periodically. If war breaks out, the Hua Clan will stand with the harem!"
Yan Yue Qi's lips curled in satisfaction. That was the answer she wanted. Her gaze toward Hua Qing Zhu softened.
Convincing the Hua Clan to oppose the Bai Clan in such a short time was no small feat, a testament to Hua Qing Zhu's efforts.
"We still have over a day. Everyone, relax!" Liu Shi Qin said with a smile.
"Auntie's right! I've missed the hot springs!" Yan Hong Lian grinned, shedding her outer robes to reveal only her undergarments, heading toward the Elysium Spring.
"Wait! I have something for you all!" Lan An pulled Yan Hong Lian back, grinning mysteriously.
Hearing he had gifts, the women's eyes lit up.
"Ten ten ten tèn…" Lan An hummed, dramatically revealing piles of thin fabric on the grass.
The women looked down, their faces flushing red, even the ice-cold cultivators.
"Pervert!"
"Deviant!"
They glared at him. Heavens, what kind of attire was this? Wearing it would be mortifying!
"You don't get it! These are famous swimsuits from the Sea Continent. I went through great trouble to get them!" Lan An huffed indignantly.
The vibrant bikinis, in every style, were bought at a high price through Ai Xin. Made of premium fabric, they felt like wearing nothing at all.
"How do we wear these?" Qin Meng Ying picked up a T-shaped thong, snapping irritably, instinctively pressing her thighs together.
"We're not loose women!" Tuo Qing Xuan glared at a sheer set, her voice sharp.
"Too gaudy!" Ji Bing said coldly, holding a butterfly-bow piece.
"This one's nice!" Bing Ling Nhi's eyes sparkled, grabbing a light green lace set, her favorite style.
"Ten sets each, all styles. Pick freely!" Lan An rubbed his hands, chuckling, imagining their perfect figures swapping traditional undergarments for modern bikinis, his body itching with anticipation.
"As if we'd choose!" Yan Ruo Xue snapped. Her husband was getting worse.
The women turned away, ignoring the bikinis.
"If they don't look good, you can hit me!" Lan An pouted, selecting two sets and handing them to Bai Su Mei and Little Lion.
"Put these on and make them jealous!"
"Yes, Master!" The two nodded obediently, darting behind a cloud on the Palace Tree, rustling as they changed.
Moments later, they emerged, stunning the women. Even Lan An, expecting the result, swallowed hard.
Bai Su Mei wore a pure white swimsuit, the thin fabric clinging to her body, accentuating her full chest, smooth waist, flawless legs, and pert hips lifted by the delicate bottoms.
Little Lion, with her Western allure, donned a provocative purple bikini, barely covering her peaks, pressing them seductively, the tiny bottoms nestling into her curves, highlighting her endless legs.
Truly breathtaking elegance!
"Maybe… it's not so bad," the women thought simultaneously.
"Su Mei, Little Lion, do they feel strange?" Yan Die Qing and Li Zhu Luan couldn't help asking.
"Not at all! Much comfier than cumbersome undergarments!" The two smiled confidently, twirling their perfect forms.
Lan An nearly had a nosebleed.
"I'll wear them!" Li Zhu Luan and Yan Die Qing shouted, each grabbing ten sets and rushing to the clouds.
Soon, they returned in Japanese schoolgirl-style swimsuits, earning Lan An's fervent praise.
Bai Lian Hua and Bing Ling Nhi followed suit.
It didn't stop there.
Whoosh!
Kun Ming Yue, unnoticed until now, reappeared, making Lan An's nosebleed official.
Her mature, alluring body wore transparent lingerie, faintly revealing rosy peaks and a lush patch below, paired with her innocent, breathtaking face.
Utterly lethal!
"Well?" Lan An, barely covering his nose, smirked at the women, marveling at the Sea Continent's visionary designers.
"Not bad…" Yan Ruo Xue muttered, her words belying her thoughts, grabbing ten sets.
The bolder women eagerly chose theirs, while Liu Shi Qin, Tuo Qing Xuan, Ji Ya, Ji Bing, and Hua Qing Zhu hesitated, embarrassed.
Lan An personally selected sets for them, handing them over.
"We're family. No need to be shy!"
For Tuo Qing Xuan, he gave twenty sets, winking at her ring. "When you get your body back, wear these for me!"
"You devil!" Dan Meng Ji huffed from the ring, feeling a strange stir, though she had no heart to race.
Finally, Lan An's dream came true. Watching his wives in various bikinis soaking in the Elysium Spring, he stripped to his torso, lying on the grass, savoring rare peace.
In a mysterious, hidden valley…
A figure sat cross-legged, eyes closed, surrounded by a mountain of bones. His white hair flowed freely, his bare torso adorned with a necklace of infant skulls, his cultivation perfectly concealed, not a trace leaking out.
Anyone seeing him would be terrified to death.
This was clearly a ruthless demon who killed without blinking.
Suddenly, space in the valley warped, and the demon's blood-sea eyes opened faintly.
Thud.
A sound echoed as a heavily wounded old man fell from the spatial rift, his body mangled and pitiful.
If Qin Meng Ying were here, she'd recognize him as Luo Qing Lie, who escaped their battle.
"Hm?" The demon glanced at the wounded old man, a sound of surprise escaping him.
Luo Qing Lie struggled to open his eyes, realizing he'd stumbled into an occupied valley. He rasped threateningly,
"I'm gravely injured, but don't touch me, or you'll face consequences you can't bear!"
He knew showing fear would mean instant death.
"Oh? Who are you?" the demon asked in a hoarse voice.
"I am the Great Elder of the Lan Clan. If you find herbs to heal me, I'll grant you a bright future, a step to the heavens!" Luo Qing Lie said domineeringly, suppressing his pain.
"And who am I to you?" The demon's voice rasped, lifting his white hair.
Luo Qing Lie squinted, then gasped in joy.
"Young Master… Young Master Luo Yu!"
"Not bad…" Luo Yu grinned eerily, helping Luo Qing Lie lean against a rock.
"Young Master, this is wonderful… I've found you!" Luo Qing Lie sighed in relief, his worries fading.
"Great Elder, how did you end up like this?" Luo Yu asked, his voice low and grim.
"It's… cough cough…" Luo Qing Lie hacked violently, spitting blood, his injuries severe.
"Here, drink this!" Luo Yu offered a bowl of crimson liquid, brimming with spiritual energy.
Luo Qing Lie drank without hesitation, his spirits lifting. With venomous hatred, he said,
"It's that little beast Lan An and that wretch Yan Yue Qi…"
He recounted everything, including the Lan Clan's relocation from the Ice Heaven Continent to become a vassal of the Heavenly Beast Academy.
"Such a thing?" Luo Yu's face darkened, displeasure rising.
His clan, fleeing like dogs to another continent, their enemies growing stronger with more allies, and Lan An taking a Tribulation Realm expert like Wu San Niang as a master…
But thinking of his true identity, Luo Yu sneered. Given time to fully recover, even Wu San Niang wouldn't be worth his notice.
"Young Master, where have you been? Why do you look like this?" Luo Qing Lie asked, choked with emotion, seeing Luo Yu's transformation.
"Me? Seeking a path to grow stronger quickly, to take Lan An's life!" Luo Yu said with a sinister grin.
Luo Qing Lie's eyes shone with admiration. "The Clan Leader would be proud!"
"Indeed, I'm thrilled the Great Elder appeared!" Luo Yu bared his white teeth.
"Haha, fate must be at play! I thank the heavens for leading me to you!" Luo Qing Lie exclaimed.
Luo Yu nodded, smiling. "Yes, I should thank the heavens for delivering such a rich energy source!"
Luo Qing Lie's face paled.
A claw-like hand gripped his head, and countless wails, like the apocalypse, erupted.
Luo Qing Lie felt his body being devoured—spiritual energy, flesh, nothing spared.
"Luo Yu, I served you loyally! Why?!" he roared, his voice tearing with anguish.
"You're nearly a cripple. What use are you? Better to fuel me!" Luo Yu laughed ferociously, consuming Luo Qing Lie's body.
"Heartless beast! I won't let you succeed!" Luo Qing Lie bellowed, frantically channeling his spiritual energy to self-detonate.
Splatter.
A sudden surge shattered his dantian, thwarting his attempt.
"The water was tampered with? You're truly vicious!" Luo Qing Lie spat in hatred, then perished.
Soon, only a skeleton remained. Luo Yu licked his lips, satisfied, feeling his cultivation rise another step.
"Lan An, I look forward to tasting your flesh and blood…"