The Harem cult organization was situated in a far area from the town, having a garden being taken care of by some of the harems, according to the rule of Lu Feng.
All members must wear nothing but pants and a tight apron dress.
"I wonder when Master Lu Feng will notice and take me to bed," said a member with a broom.
The one beside the garden, picking the apples, chuckled upon hearing those words.
"What? Did I say anything funny?"
"No, no, no, but how can Master Lu Feng notice you with Lady Rong around? But I also pray he notices me as well. I've heard tales of how his cock—"
The garden girl quickly kept quiet, seeing the broom girl was already daydreaming and placing her hands there.
"We better get back to work," said the garden girl.
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Meanwhile...
Lu Feng, with Rong beside him, walked down the stairs leading to the underground dungeon in the harem mansion.
The same dungeon where he had imprisoned a saint with an inevitable death and the corruption goddess.
"So, tell me Mei Ling, how are you partnering with the new prisoner?" asked Lu Feng, since he had heard news of the saint having words with Xi Wang.
"Why haven't you killed me yet?"
Lu Feng sighed, walked into the dungeon, and squatted down to be at the same height level as the chained saint.
"Simple. You and I had very awesome sex, which I know you'll want to repeat. So I won't kill you, but you have one month to decide... join my cult or die. Haven't you noticed the cell you're in?" said Lu Feng, directing her attention to the dead rat.
Then his eyes turned back to Mei Ling. "It kills whatever isn't strong enough to withstand the pressure. You might be holding on for now, but when your time is up, it will kill you itself," said Lu Feng with a smile as he stood up.
Rong, on the other hand, stared at Xi Wang, who was also watching the scene unfold in front of them.
"The festive tournament is coming today. You can save the saint that arrives if only we re-bet that awesome fuck," said Lu Feng with a grin.
Mei Ling glanced at the floor. Now she understood the reason behind why she was feeling weaker with each passing day and the festive tournament.
If the tournament is intense enough to fill the time glass, then a saint will come down to bless the winner.
But the tournament had never, in a hundred years, been so intense that it filled the time glass. No one had been strong enough.
But this freak in front of Mei Ling, it wouldn't be a surprise if Lu Feng filled the time glass by showing even half of his strength.
Lu Feng stretched his hand out. "Join me or watch as I cut down Bai Ling," said Lu Feng. But Mei Ling refused his kind offer, again.
"Very well, then feel wistful until death catches up."
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"So, what you're telling me is that all I have to do is fight hard enough that the time glass fills up with each immersive opponent?" asked Lu Feng, sitting on his throne.
Yu Cai, Rong, and Ai Ming stared at themselves. Of course, that's it, but not quite what Yu Cai had explained, but it still worked.
"Isn't that it?"
"Ye... Ye... Yes, Lord Lu," said Yu Cai. "But there's one problem."
"Two, to be precise," Rong added.
Lu Feng glanced at Ai Ming and asked, "Do you also have a problem to add?"
"No, Master Lu Feng," said Ai Ming, making it just two problems that needed attention.
"How do you know Bai Ling will be the one to descend?" asked Rong.
"Tsk... Trust me, honey, his sister is held captive in the mortal realm, and we have an unsettled past. If he gets the chance to come down as a saint, he will. But how is that a problem?"
"You asked me to bet all my money on the descent of Bai Ling. If the bet loses, my money is gone."
Lu Feng gave a long face. "I'm well aware, Rong. So, what's the second problem?"
Yu Cai lifted an image of a perfect picture of Lu Feng with the bold word written on it: Wanted.
"You're wanted by the royal house," said Yu Cai. "You can't participate in the tournament."
Now this problem struck everywhere quiet. Lu Feng was definitely caught off guard.
"I do have an idea... if I may," Ai Ming suggested. "A body transformation would change your appearance."
"Good idea, but how do we do that?" asked Lu Feng.
Upon hearing that, a purple glowing circle with two triangles facing opposite directions, with symbols beyond human comprehension, materialized underneath the throne.
Ai Ming stretched her hands out as the words escaped her lips. A shimmering light enveloped the throne room. And as it faded, Lu Feng was no longer standing on the throne.
Instead, there stood a dork with black hair, dull sleepy eyes, and weak body language.
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