Chapter 346: Young Master Orders Harem Takeout
Evelyn silently returned to the temporary base and stepped inside the main wooden house.
Damian was still discussing the spreading rumors with Cassandra and Cynthia when Evelyn calmly announced, "The food has arrived."
Damian immediately looked toward her, his eyes lighting up. "Hehehe... finally."
He stood up and cracked his neck. "Alright, everyone. Masks on. Time for us to feed."
Linsey immediately reached for her Wind Dragon mask while Cynthia and Evelyn did the same.
Damian was already about to grab his own mask when Cassandra suddenly held out one arm in front of him. "No."
Damian paused. "No?"
Cassandra’s crimson-black eyes gleamed with amusement. "You’re staying here."
Damian stared at her. "What? Why?"
Cassandra smiled as she pushed him back into his seat. "Because you’re the Master, and you said you wanted the rumors to grow even bigger, right?"
Damian narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
Cassandra grinned. "Then don’t appear."
She pointed toward the entrance. "Let people think the Dragons and the Queen are only your subordinates."
She then rolled her eyes toward Cynthia and the others. "If they’re already this powerful, everyone will naturally start wondering just how terrifying the mysterious Master of the [Forbidden Immortal Harem] must be."
Damian fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "That’s actually..."
"A fucking good idea?" Cassandra finished smugly.
Damian sighed dramatically and dropped back into his chair. "Fine. Go have fun without me."
Linsey laughed. "Master sounds jealous."
"I am," Damian replied flatly.
Cassandra chuckled before placing her crimson mask over her face. "Don’t worry. We’ll bring back the storage rings."
Damian immediately smiled again. "Now that’s my Queen."
A short while later, Cassandra, Cynthia, Linsey, and Evelyn walked out of the house wearing their masks.
Almost simultaneously, the young master and his elderly protector finally arrived.
The young man stopped several dozen meters away and stared at the simple wooden base, his expression turning strange. "This is it?"
The elder frowned slightly. "Don’t underestimate them. They’ve only been here for a few days, so it’s normal for their base to look like this."
Before the young master could reply, four figures stepped out from inside.
Even with their faces hidden behind masks, their feminine figures made their identities obvious.
The young master’s expression immediately brightened. "So the rumors were true."
Cynthia stepped forward and calmly demanded, "Who are you? How dare you enter the territory of the [Forbidden Immortal Harem] without permission?"
The young man proudly straightened his robes. "I am Young Master Kaiven Morath of the Morath Clan."
The elder behind him quietly sighed.
Kaiven pointed toward the base. "I’ll make this simple, so listen carefully."
His gaze shamelessly swept across the four women. "Hand over all the treasures you took from the Blue Mist Sect and the Nether Blood Moon Sect."
He then arrogantly pointed at all four of them. "And the four of you will come with me and join my harem."
Linsey’s eye twitched behind her mask, while Cynthia and Evelyn both remained calm, already having expected something like this.
Cassandra, however, slowly stepped forward as a crimson-black aura began leaking from her body.
Beneath her mask, Cassandra’s lips curled into a vicious grin. "Sure. We can do that."
Kaiven blinked, unsure if he had heard her correctly.
Cassandra spread her arms and continued, "You can have everything... But are you sure you can take it?"
Kaiven blinked before his expression twisted into an arrogant grin. "Is that supposed to be a threat?"
Cassandra immediately burst out laughing. "Hahaha! A threat?"
Her crimson-black aura stirred faintly around her. "Think of it however the fuck you want."
Kaiven’s smile disappeared slightly.
He reached toward his waist and slowly drew an elegant silver sword from its sheath. "Fine by me."
Sword Qi immediately gathered around the blade.
Cassandra glanced toward the three women beside her as if Kaiven wasn’t worth taking seriously herself. "So... which one of you wants to handle him?"
Linsey immediately raised her hand. "Me."
Cynthia glanced toward her. "You seem unusually eager."
Linsey rolled her shoulders and stepped forward. "I haven’t gotten enough exercise today."
She pulled the massive [Tempest Severing Chakram] from behind her storage ring.
The elderly protector’s expression immediately changed as he clearly sensed Linsey’s cultivation at the High Golden Core Realm.
Normally, that shouldn’t have been enough to threaten Kaiven, who had already reached Peak Golden Core.
However, something felt very wrong, especially after he looked at that weapon. Just seeing it gave him a terrible feeling.
The elder immediately turned toward Kaiven. "Young Master... be careful. This woman is not normal."
Hearing him, Kaiven only laughed. "Elder, you worry too much. She’s only at the High Golden Core Realm."
Linsey tilted her head behind her mask. "Only? Are you sure you want to underestimate me?"
Kaiven didn’t care what she said.
He suddenly disappeared and reappeared directly in front of her. "Let me show you the difference between an ordinary Golden Core cultivator and a true genius!"
Linsey didn’t look particularly impressed when Kaiven appeared in front of her. She simply sighed. "You’re too loud, you know."
She casually twisted her wrist and slammed her massive chakram into both his sword and chest.
Kaiven’s sword bent violently as his entire body was launched backward like a cannonball, smashing through one tree, then another, before finally crashing into a massive trunk and splitting it apart.
Silence.
The elder’s eyes widened. What shocked him wasn’t Linsey’s strength, but the chakram in her hand.
For just an instant, the aura released by that weapon had overwhelmed even his own Nascent Soul pressure.
"What grade is that thing?!"
Linsey stared at the collapsed tree and tilted her head slightly. "That’s it? I thought you were some genius young master. How can you be so weak?"
Cassandra sighed and shook her head. "Linsey, don’t call him weak."
Linsey glanced toward her.
Cassandra chuckled darkly. "It’s just that we’re too fucking strong. At this point, most so-called geniuses are basically trash compared to us."
The elderly protector’s expression immediately darkened. His young master had never been humiliated like this before.