Bright Star City, Bright Star Island, Flowing Stars Archipelago, Earth

  Omniscient P.O.V.

  Regaining her focus, she retorted defensively.

  “Look, I just clicked on the ad that said ‘Ten ways to make your man fall deeper for you’. How was I supposed to know it was a porn site? Or whatever it’s called here.”

  The three were speechless for a brief moment before Liya said, her tone slightly judgmental.

  “And you stayed in the section, didn’t you? Watched a few of them for ‘science’?”

  Avoiding her mother’s gaze, she mumbled a flimsy excuse.

  “Just trying to study how to have sex when three women and a man were involved, alright? It’s not as easy as it sounds, you know? And it’s not as if you two would research that stuff.”

  Hearing her explanation made Demian’s lips twitch, thinking.

  ‘Why am I not surprised?’

  As for Liya and Bryn, they both froze, looking so embarrassed that Demian would not have been surprised if both of them fainted on the spot.

  Although he wanted to laugh, the young man knew he could not.

  At least not if he wanted to experience the blissful life of a harem king after his breakthrough.

  Well, it may not be RIGHT AFTER, but having been teased constantly those last few days by those two, his patience was already wearing thin.

  Thus, he quickly switched the subject. “So, Love, you said something about watching a movie?”

  As soon as he spoke, Liya and Bryn cast him a judging glare, while Sera’s expression turned grateful as she nodded and said.

  “Yes! I found a few that seem interesting. They’re all ‘normal’, in case you’re wondering. So, if you’re all in for it, we could watch them together. Unless you want to do something else today?”

  Shaking his head, Demian said.

  “I’ll just send a message to Teacher and Aunt Ling to ask them to book the Tribulation Plateau for tomorrow. But other than that, I’ve got nothing planned today. What about you two?”

  Liya and Bryn, whose expressions switched from resentful embarrassment to thoughtful in an instant, a feat that would amaze the best actor out there, quickly shook their heads with Liya saying.

  “A day of cultivation won’t do much for me, so I don’t mind taking a break today.”

  Indeed, from her daughter’s description, it was obvious that the result of one night of dual cultivation while bonded to Demian would grant her results hundreds, or even thousands, of times what she could receive by cultivating on her own.

  And that was without taking into account the enormous difference between their cultivation level and foundation, which should increase the benefits she received by an unknown amount.

  Of course, where there were gains, there were losses.

  With such a difference between them, Demian would most likely receive few benefits from dual cultivating with her.

  At least, until her cultivation level approached his own.

  Her oldest daughter, however, should be in a different situation, since she could more or less match the young man in terms of both talent and strength.

  Letting out a sigh inwardly, she told herself.

  ‘Once we bond, I really need to be proactive, or I’ll never be able to help him much.’

  Whether her decision came from pure selflessness, only she knew.

  Then again, since pleasure did not hinder business, it mattered little.

  On Bryn’s side, similar thoughts went through her mind.

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  Indeed, she may be temporarily ahead of Demian, but with his Perks acting like cultivation steroids without any side effects, she knew it was only a matter of time before he caught up with her and even left her in the dust.

  And it was not just him, but she also knew that by having access to his Perks, her sister and mother would certainly follow along, with both their talents and cultivation growing at a speed that she would never be able to match on her own.

  That was, unless she bonded with Demian.

  Normally, making that sort of life-altering decision should have taken her a very long time.

  After all, it went beyond the normal ‘changing jobs’ or ‘moving houses’ big decisions.

  No, it was two human Souls bonding with each other.

  Yes, she had feelings for him, but how could she be sure those would not fade with time?

  She could never be sure.

  Thus, as someone who was normally extremely cautious, especially when it came to those romance-related matters, she would never rush it.

  The problem was that by doing so, she worried those three would move further away from her.

  Granted, they were her close family, so they would most likely not abandon her, but once the difference between their cultivation level grew, could their relationship stay the same?

  Just look at her mother, who, despite being only a few levels below them, was already starting to panic, concerned about being left aside.

  That was why there was only one solution for her, and that was to bond with Demian, no matter how scared she was and how reckless that decision might seem.

  ‘Sometimes, you've got to take some risks.’

  She thought while saying out loud.

  “I’m fine with watching a movie.”

  Since everyone agreed, the group quickly left the back garden for Demian and Sera’s room, which was something the latter suggested.

  “Better for the two of you to get used to it before D-day, don’t you think?”

  The other two, besides blushing, did not say anything, their silence a quiet agreement.

  Seeing how well those three got along, a small but genuinely happy smile subconsciously appeared on Demian’s face.

  ‘Who said that having a harem is like juggling with sharp swords, always prone to accidental stabbing? It’s just that you need to choose the right women, and everything will be fine.’

  A short while later, the group found themselves in the bedroom, where Demian used his Elemental Energy to wash the dirt from their clothes, something he had been growing better at since he comprehended his Water Intent.

  Now cleaned, Demian flew to the bed, setting a small row of pillows on the bed’s headboard for them to sit comfortably before seating himself in the middle, and gesturing them to join him.

  Seeing the smile on his face, a similar grin found its way on each of the three women’s faces.

  Turning toward he daughters, Liya asked playfully. “So what are the seating arrangements?”

  While Bryn only responded ‘up to you’, Sera gestured toward Demian and said.

  “I’m feeling generous, Mom, so you can sit between Dem’s legs.. Sis and I will take one side each.”

  Cocking her brow in surprise, the middle-aged woman felt touched by her daughter’s thoughtfulness, prompting her to reply in a soft and warm voice.

  “Thank you, Sera.”

  Shaking her head with a grin, the elven woman said.

  “Don’t worry about it. The four of us are bound to stay together for a very, very long time, maybe even forever, so I’m thinking I might as well get used to sharing the good things with you two.”

  Turning toward Bryn, she added.

  “Next time, it’s your turn, big sis, don’t worry.”

  With an amused smile and a light, dark golden hue painted on her cheeks, the redhead nodded, humming softly.

  “Mmhh.”

  As for Demian, being the designated ‘good things’?

  Well, his smirk said it all.

  Thus, with the three having made their decision, a few moments later, they were all set in their designated ‘seats’.

  Finding herself between Demian’s legs, with her back resting on his muscular torso, embraced in his strong arms, and with the back of her silky red hair touching his left cheek, Liya felt like she had reached paradise.

  ‘So comfortable... I could stay in his arms forever without ever getting bored with it...’

  She pondered, feeling a bit drowsy from the man’s body warmth.

  Even Seraphine and Brynhild, one on each side of him with their heads resting on one of his shoulders each, felt satisfied.

  However, the happiest was clearly Demian, whose dream of having one wife on each arm had finally been fulfilled, even beyond his wildest dreams.

  Letting out a contented sigh, he then turned his head slightly to the right and whispered softly.

  “So how are we supposed to watch the movie, Love?”

  Well, with the excitement of holding three beauties at the same time, he forgot to ask.

  But could he really be blamed?

  He was just a simple man, after all, and the women involved were ones he was deeply in love with, so it would actually be disrespectful for them if he could think clearly.

  Giggling, the dark elven woman replied.

  “I knew you’d forget about it, Babe.”

  Pausing her words to think, she started explaining.

  “So, we can...”

  A short while later, not only did they understand how the whole thing worked, but they had also chosen a movie to watch first.

  As the bedroom scenery disappeared and was replaced by a dim environment, the music started to play in the background, colors quickly replacing the dim background, while a logo of what was probably a movie studio materialized right in front of them.

  Feeling impressed by the magical display, Demian contemplated.

  ‘Magic VR, uh? Should be some kind of light illusions, enough to bring people in, but also superficial enough for us to still be able to sense the external world. What I read in the past about magic and science being two faces of the same coin once they reached a certain level really seems to be true...’

  Shoving that thought to the side, Demian then relaxed his body, enjoying the soft sensation from the front and sides of his body while his mind focused on the romance flick the girls chose to start their movie marathon.

  Time slipped by slowly, with the four watching one flick after another, from romance to fantasy, martial arts to comedy, with Liya even falling asleep midway, her soft and slow breaths giving the atmosphere a peaceful quality.

  As drowsiness spread from the middle-aged woman to the other three, Demian suggested.

  “I’m beat. Why don’t we go to sleep? Liya and Bryn can even sleep with us. And don’t worry, Love, I’ll keep my hands to myself. I only want to hug the three of you to sleep.”

  Brynhild, dozing slightly, agreed with uncharacteristic confidence, no trace of her usual bashfulness on her face.

  Instead, she vanished the training clothes she had been wearing and replaced them with a surprisingly short wine-colored nightgown before moving lazily beneath the blanket and closing her eyes without waiting for the rest to say anything.

  Chuckling at the woman’s actions, he told Sera.

  “Love, could you take care of your mother? Not that I don’t want to do it myself, but it’d be a bit inappropriate.”

  Shaking her head while sporting a lazy smile, she replied.

  “You really need to find a different pet name for each of us, or it’s going to become confusing pretty quickly.“

  While speaking, she quickly changed both her mother and her own clothes into ones better suited for the occasion, with Liya now wearing a deep blue nightgown, while Sera had some surprisingly tame lingerie, comprised of an opaque deep-purple bra and panties that covered an unusually great amount of skin.

  For her, at least.

  While they were preparing themselves, Demian also changed into some loose underwear, but did not wear anything above.

  Liya and Bryn were already wearing a layer of clothes, so there was no need to add one on himself, especially since he was used to sleeping naked after having his nightly steamy sex session with Seraphine.

  Thinking about how common the situation of sharing the same bed with those three will become in the future, a small smile of anticipation appeared on his face before he moved himself, Sera and Liya to join Bryn beneath the blanket, the middle-aged redhead’s body having been flipped over so the two soft mountains adorning her upper body were now squeezed against his own torso, while the two sisters quickly grabbed one arm each.

  Although Sera threw him a judgmental look, she said nothing, closed her eyes, and her breathing quickly slowed down to match her mother's.

  Even Brynhild, whose breath had quickened slightly when the three joined her while wearing little fabric on their body, was now swiftly falling asleep from the young man’s comfortable body warmth.

  ‘It seems I didn’t make the wrong choice...’

  She thought before her mind completely shut off, leaving only Demian awake, though that lasted barely a few moments before he joined the trio in Sleepland while feeling extremely content.

  A moment later, peace settled in the room, with the only noise still present being four sets of deep and slow breathing.