Heavenly Harem Sect

[: Daniel POV :]

"Allow him to enter," the leader instructed.

"Understood, Boss," He replied.

He gestured for me to proceed, and with a respectful nod, he departed.

The doors slowly swung open, unveiling the scene inside, an overweight, middle-aged man, perched upon a weathered wooden chair.

"Hello, I'm Daniel, a cultivator," I announced calmly.

The moment I mentioned "cultivator," I offered a warm yet chilling smile.

His expression instantly shifted, betraying his surprise and apprehension.

I had no intention of showing him respect, especially since it was evident he had no intentions of offering any.

"Hahaha, a Cultivator, eh?" he laughed mockingly.

"To what pleasure do I owe your unexpected visit?"

The obese man's mocking laughter reverberated, his fat frame trembling in amusement.

I surmised his lack of fear stemmed from the presence of numerous hidden cultivators.

That's where his confidence originated, a commendable but ultimately futile attempt.

"I'm here to buy these women, and I'm willing to pay whatever price you want,"

I declared, extending a hand toward the girls standing behind me.

Their anxious faces contrasted starkly with the man's growing unease.

Upon hearing my words, the leader's expression underwent a grim transformation, and a shadow of darkness descended upon his face.

"What did you say? You're here to buy them?"

His voice was a low, menacing growl, and his narrowed eyes bore into me with a dangerous intensity.

"That's correct," I affirmed.

"I'm prepared to offer you the exact amount of 1,000,000 Gold,"

I continued, tossing a bag of coins onto his table.

The sound of clinking gold filled the room as he examined the contents.

His eyebrows rose in genuine surprise.

"It truly is 1,000,000 Gold, huh..."

The man contemplated my generous offer, his gaze alternating between the women and me, clearly torn by the decision.

"Fine, you can have them," he conceded with a wicked smile, though deep down, I sensed that he had ulterior motives.

As happiness filled the expressions of the women, I urged them, "Let's go."

But before we could make our escape, he spoke with a sinister grin, "But who said all of you can leave?"

"What?" The group of women stood frozen, their faces drained of color.

"We had a deal," I asserted in a low, menacing tone.

The man responded with feigned ignorance, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hmm? What deal?"

"You mean these Crystal Coins?" He continued with a sinister grin.

"Well, I don't believe they belong to you, and I doubt they're genuine"

"So, I'll be confiscating them, and you'll have to leave the women behind while I interrogate you about the coin's source."

Suddenly, dozens of cultivators materialized out of thin air, surrounding us with an ominous presence.

As the cultivators closed in, the leader sneered, "Seize him and bring the women to another room. We'll deal with this cultivator shortly."

One of the cultivators lunged at me, his arrogance evident in his voice, "You're no match for us, cultivator."

With a calm demeanor, I retorted, "You underestimate me."

As I responded, the cultivators scoffed and began to mock, their laughter filling the room.

"He thinks he can take us all on!"

"Let's show him how wrong he is!"

Their confidence quickly turned into fear when, in the blink of an eye, one of the cultivators' heads was missing.

His lifeless body dropped to the ground, blood spurting from the decapitated neck.

A collective gasp escaped their lips, and they began to question in hushed tones, "What just happened? Who did this?"

Turning to the six women—Marza, Lida, Beatrice, Malai, Rinelle, and Cynthia—I offered a wide, gentle smile, and they found solace in my presence.

"It's alright. As long as I'm here, no one's going to hurt you"

Their fear began to ebb away as they were charmed by my reassurance.

"What are you all doing? Attack him!"

The leader shouted in panic, struggling to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

As the remaining cultivators closed in on me, ready to unleash their attacks, they were mere inches away from reaching me when, in an inexplicable instant, their bodies vanished into thin air.

The leader, now trembling and drenched in sweat, stammered, "W-What just happened!?"

With an eerie calmness, I approached the leader, who was cornered and visibly shaken.

"So, what were you saying?" I asked, my smile widening.

"I-I..." he faltered, unable to find the words, his fear palpable.

It was only then that he realized the magnitude of the adversary he had encountered, a force beyond his comprehension.

I watched as the leader struggled to find his voice, paralyzed by a chilling mix of fear and bewilderment.

His bravado had crumbled, and he had come face to face with a power he couldn't fathom.

"You see, it's unwise to underestimate others, as this is the result of the consequences,"

I said with a wicked smile.

Approaching the trembling leader, I flicked my finger on his forehead, and in an instant, his body disintegrated into countless particles, leaving behind only a fading memory of his arrogance.

Turning to the six women, I noticed their awe-struck expressions.

"Do you all believe me now when I say that I'm a sect leader and a ruler?"

I asked, and all of them nodded in agreement, finally convinced of my words.

They had witnessed firsthand the power of a cultivator, and the fear they had felt in the presence of the dozens of cultivators had now transformed into admiration.

Even though they didn't fully comprehend the extent of my abilities, they couldn't deny that I was special.

The realization that I had intervened to save them had touched their hearts deeply, leaving them with a profound sense of gratitude and awe.

"Alright. From now on, all of you are no longer owned by the Carnel Gang,"

I declared, and upon hearing my words, tears welled up in their eyes.

Marza, her voice quivering with emotion, said, "Thank you young master...we thought we'd never be free again."

Beatrice added, "You've given us a second chance at life."

Rinelle wiped away her tears and said, "We'll forever be grateful."

Afterward, I asked them, "Since all of you are free now, what do you plan to do?"

Even though I had promised them I would take them into my sect, they might have just said it out of pure consideration.

They exchanged glances, silently considering their options, before turning their attention back to me.

"Young master, we wish to join your sect!"

They declared passionately, their eyes filled with determination.

Hearing their eagerness, I couldn't help but smile.

"Alright, I understand. Let me explain the rules and what you can expect from my sect,"

I said, launching into a detailed explanation of the sect's principles and the opportunities that awaited them.

"Do you all understand now, and do you still wish to join?"

I inquired, directing my question to Rinelle.

Without any hesitation or doubt in her eyes, she responded firmly, "I had already thought about it"

"Knowing that I ended up as a slave because of my husband, I can no longer love him"

"So, young master, please let me join your sect. I'll do whatever it takes to be a disciple,"

She declared, her resolve unshaken.

"Alright, I understand," I replied, nodding in acknowledgment.

Turning to the others, I asked, "Do you all feel the same way?"

Just like Rinelle, they were resolute in their decision, without a trace of doubt.

"If all of you have no doubts, then we can proceed with the ceremony,"

I said, reminding them of the steps we had discussed earlier.

With their unwavering determination and my guidance, they were on the path to a new beginning.

I accepted all of them as my disciples, and as they knelt before me, I could sense their determination and gratitude.

It was time to grant them the power to become cultivators.

One by one, I bestowed upon them a Physique, Bloodline, and Spiritual Root, channeling energy into each of them.

Their bodies trembled as they underwent a profound transformation.

As they absorbed the incredible influx of information and power, their eyes opened in shock, and they began to mutter in disbelief.

Marza stammered, "This power... it's unimaginable."

Lida gasped, "I can feel it coursing through me."

Beatrice's eyes widened as she exclaimed, "It's like a whole new world inside my mind!"

Malai was lost for words, only managing to utter, "I never imagined...that I would be a cultivator..."

Rinelle shook her head in disbelief, saying, "This is beyond anything I ever dreamed of."

Cynthia, still processing the overwhelming sensations, simply whispered, "It's like a miracle."

They had been thrust into an enlightened state within their consciousness, witnessing something incomprehensible.

The magnitude of their newfound abilities and knowledge left them in a state of shock and awe, forever changed by the experience.

"Do you all love what you had received?"

In the midst of their shock, my words pierced through, however, as they gaze towards me this time, their eyes were full of heat.

It was as though they were ready to pound me at any time.