Harem Cultivation System

Haruki, frozen completely in shock, didn’t expect to be threatened from the get-go. The mystical smoke that came with the double release vanished. A female with alluring purple eyes and a frightening gaze held a curved, sleek scythe to Haruki’s throat.

Given the seriousness that came with her statement, she wasn’t joking. Ariel simply couldn’t stand by and watch Haruki get treated in such a way. But something was wrong—she couldn’t move her body.

It was as if an invisible force pinned her down. When she looked at her feet—her shadow was chained down.

"I’m going to fucking kill you." Ariel’s bones twitched unnaturally as crimson-red mana exuded from her being.

"I suppose you aren’t ordinary after all," the purple-haired female said rudely.

"Can you all just calm down? What I would like to know is if this world possesses internet."

A sweet but bratty voice echoed from within the unsettled smoke. When the dust dispersed, a lady dressed in very revealing clothing—ragged short jeans that showcased the top of her pink panties, paired with a tight gym crop top that could barely contain her large breasts—lay on a very long rectangular briefcase that was at least thrice her height.

Her eyes possessed jade-green irises with blood-red slit pupils, bordered by a thin ring of gold. Her blond hair was tied into a fine long ponytail that cascaded down her left shoulder.

’Is she supposed to be allowed to dress like that?’ Haruki couldn’t unsee what he had just seen. The blonde-haired lady looked absolutely stunning.

"You still haven’t answered my question—"

"My patience grows thinner with every second you waste." The purple-eyed lady threw her scythe closer to Haruki’s neck as if she were about to chop it off.

Before, Haruki was shocked, so he couldn’t properly process what the purple-eyed lady was wearing or how she looked. She possessed tantalising curves that just begged to be touched.

Her neatly braided dark-purple hair framed her face in an irresistible yet deathly manner. She wore a tight battle dress that displayed all her features flawlessly. Her fat ass and large boobs could pass as pillows. The cleavage just above her chest showcased her giant, luscious meat bags.

A storm of crimson-red butterflies surrounded Ariel. Her eyes, brimming with anger, she was ready to wage war.

"Ariel... stand down," Haruki said with a calm smile and solemn tone.

"But Haruki-sama..." Ariel thought she should teach the scythe lady a bit of a lesson for attacking their saviour.

"Don’t worry... I got this." Haruki maintained his calm demeanor. Ariel had no choice but to heed his command. She folded her arms and awaited the results.

"You are bold, and I commend you for that... but it doesn’t stop me from chopping her head off." The purple-eyed lady meant serious business.

Haruki’s sudden burst of confidence came from the floating cerulean panel beside him.

[Lady Nibel’s talents and traits have been successfully copied]

[Lady Rosalia’s talents and traits have been successfully copied]

Wisps of purple and light-pink Dao spun like a whirlwind around Haruki’s legs.

"I am Haruki Chen..... A Harem Cultivator and the one who freed you both from your shackles." His voice boomed with confidence.

Nibel and Rosalia could immediately recognise traces of their talents and traits in Haruki.

"I’ll hold off on my judgement for now." Nibel’s scythe dissolved into a burst of dark mist.

"Ehhhh... cool. It seems you possess more than just good looks." Rosalia curled her lips. She was definitely having some unruly thoughts about Haruki.

Haruki made it crystal clear to them about his ambitions and everything they needed to know about this very world. They also shared their experiences in the prison world, which were very similar to what Ariel had told him earlier.

The constant drifting in darkness and how they were ambushed and forcefully locked away simply because they were too powerful.

Haruki easily empathised with them. Though their situations were not the same, what he didn’t understand was who these mysterious people or organisations that ordered their capture were, and why. Surely it wasn’t just because of peace.

’For every action carried out, there’s always a motive.’ This was an indisputable fact, and the first step to figuring out who their imprisoners were was figuring out their motives. Though this wasn’t the perfect place for them to brainstorm.

They all proceeded to the nearest bus station, where they boarded a bus that dropped them in front of Luminous Bright Inn Inc.

Nibel couldn’t help but be surprised by the infrastructure she found herself surrounded by. Though she managed to hide her facial expression, her sparkling eyes gave her away.

"Nibel, what’s with the glint in your eyes?" Rosalia sneered.

"How about I rip your vocal cords out of your throat and feed them to street dogs?" Nibel wasn’t joking; she genuinely meant every word.

"I would love to see you try," Rosalia hissed.

Their faces clashed—electric buzzes could be seen extending from each of their eyes.

Ariel genuinely enjoyed watching the both of them bicker. Haruki managed to calm them down, and they all entered his suite without blowing anything up along the way. The suite had four rooms, so he designated one to each of them.

Haruki called room service to prepare a feast for them. The two newcomers had quite the ferocious appetite.

Haruki retired to his bed to have some rest. Just a few minutes in, Ariel woke him up forcefully.

"Haruki-sama... did you know there was a training room here?" Ariel shook his body.

"No." Haruki rubbed his sleepy eyes. Before he could protest, Ariel dragged him into the training room.

It was a white room reinforced with several strengthening barriers, and it was soundproof.

"I think we should practice for our promotion test." She wasn’t wrong. They needed to actually practice for the upcoming promotion. Even though it was the wrong time for Haruki, he had no choice but to oblige.

"I’m coming. Let me go call Nibel and Rosalia." Haruki turned away.

"But they aren’t even part of—" Before Ariel could protest any further, Haruki informed her that he had just added them to their sect. She didn’t seem too happy about it, though.

In a jiffy, Haruki came back alongside Nibel and Rosalia.

’This is going to be such a hassle.’ Haruki thought to himself. He could already feel the bad vibes between the ladies.

—End of Chapter—