CHAPTER 122: CHAPTER 122 - HAREM POINTS

I stared at the cascade of blue notifications flooding my vision, each one announcing another reward for psychologically crushing my own grandson.

The numbers were staggering—nearly ten thousand harem points from a single interaction.

’System,’ I thought, dismissing the windows with a mental flick, ’aren’t you being a bit generous here? This seems like too much for just making the kid back down.’

[System Response: Negative, Host. Villain Aura amplification is functioning as intended.]

[Explanation: The Dual Cultivation System’s core mechanism converts fate energy from bonded partners into Harem Points. However, now that Host has accepted the Villain designation and targets have been classified as Heroines, the conversion rate has increased dramatically.]

[Additional Context: When Son of Heaven loses face, confidence, women, or life goals, their accumulated Heaven’s Will fate energy becomes available for absorption. Host just stripped away significant protagonist luck in a single encounter.]

[Current Conversion Rate: 1 Fate Point = 3.2 Harem Points (Villain Bonus Applied)]

’So I’m literally stealing his plot armor and turning it into cultivation resources,’ I mused before thinking about someone who seemed clearly not present here, which was expected given I thought maybe, due to their hurry arriving here, they might have forgotten him.

"We will relocate to my palace. Send the decree that the Empire’s rule is absolute." I told Zhang Wuji, moving while ignoring everyone, directly toward my thick wife still seated in her lowly position.

Dismissing everyone as they left to relay the message and establish the order, given the system of the empire was already established, there was not much work to do at the minor level.

But at the medium or major level, where sects like immortal sects and below controlled areas, there was a need to set hierarchy.

So it was best to send Wuji directly.

I pulled up the shop interface, scrolling through the basic cultivation aids section.

Naturally, this was of no use to me, nor did I have any plan to act like a hero, wasting my harem points. But it was needed—considering I should, like a good husband, prepare a gift for my wife.

[Harem Point Shop - Foundation Building]

[Mortal Awakening Pill: 50 Harem Points]

[Spiritual Root Activation Tonic: 150 Harem Points]

[Meridian Opening Elixir: 200 Harem Points]

[Foundation Establishment Starter Kit: 500 Harem Points]

I selected the popped ones.

The pills materialized in my storage ring—enough to kickstart Xiao’s cultivation journey so that Mei could be relieved about him being here.

Naturally, given danger and having some private time, I wasn’t going to bring that boy with me, and he might just remain here to handle things beside my upcoming children.

The reason I was obsessed with leaving things to my children or ruling over this lower realm was simply because, soon when the plot of the story progresses, I would need the help of the lower realm.

And rather than fighting and conquering it again from the hand of someone unknown, it was better to leave it in the hands of my own blood.

With the system’s guarantee of no betrayal from the vassal states and those who surrendered, it was clear the same mistake that this body’s original owner made was not going to occur again.

A soft stirring in front of me caught my attention. Feng was slowly opening her eyes, and I felt my breath catch slightly as I took in the change in her appearance.

Gone was the composed but warm ice queen I’d married.

The woman looking back at me radiated an almost freezing coldness that made the air around her shimmer with frost patterns.

Her pale blue eyes had deepened to the color of arctic ice, and her already milky white skin seemed to glow with inner light.

Even her massive tits, still magnificently displayed by her form-fitting robes, seemed somehow more perfect and perky—sculptural too, like they’d been carved from living marble by a master artist.

She was breathtaking in a way that was almost alien. Beautiful, but dangerous. Like a goddess of winter given flesh.

Chuckling, I shook my head in amazement. "Are you alright?"

She flexed her fingers, watching as delicate ice crystals formed and dissolved around them.

Her cultivation had definitely advanced—I could sense the power.

"More than ever before," she said, her voice carrying new harmonics that made my cock twitch despite being in the open. Her voice was ice-cold without expression, yet perfect to imagine her moans.

She sat up gracefully, her enhanced aura making nearby grass wither from cold before blooming again in patterns of frost flowers. Slowly standing as she did, moving toward me, she seemed to notice as I turned to leave. "Where are you going?"

I grinned, offering her my hand as I slowly started to levitate in the air. "Follow me. I need to surprise my other wife, shouldn’t I?"

Without waiting for her response, I launched myself into the air, qi carrying me upward as I headed directly toward the direction Zhao Chen had emerged from earlier.

The flight didn’t take long—my enhanced senses easily tracked the path Zhao Chen had taken earlier, leading me to a small clearing nestled between rocky outcroppings.

There, sitting alone beside the remnants of a cold campfire, was a boy of perhaps twelve years old.

Xiao.

He looked exactly as I remembered last time.

But he was thinner than he should be, his clothes worn and patched, evidence of the hardships he’d endured since being separated from his sister.

However, whatever happened was good, since it taught the kid how to face hardships.

Feng and I descended slowly, our feet touching the ground with barely a whisper.

The boy looked up, his eyes widening with alarm as he took in my figure.

To be honest, for a child, I would definitely look intimidating.

"Who... who are you?" Xiao stammered, scrambling backward until his back hit a boulder. "Stay away from me!"

I couldn’t help but smile at his reaction. Of course he didn’t recognize me—the last time he’d seen me, I’d been a withered old man. Now I stood before him as something entirely different.

"Easy, boy," I said gently, crouching down to appear less threatening. "I’m a friend. You can call me... Brother Tianlong."

His eyes narrowed with suspicion. "I don’t know any Brother Tianlong. And I don’t talk to strangers."

Smart kid. Mei had taught him well.

I pulled out one of the cultivation pills I’d purchased from the system shop. It was purple and black. "You look hungry. This will help—"

"No!" Xiao slapped the pill from my hand, sending it tumbling across the dirt. Before it hit the ground, I stopped it mid-air with my qi, before bringing it back. "My sister told me never to take anything from people I don’t know! You could be trying to poison me!"

I sighed, patience wearing thin. This was taking longer than expected, and I had other matters to attend to.

"Are you going to come quietly," I said, reaching out to grab his collar, "or do I need to—"

"LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU DEVIL!" Xiao screamed at the top of his lungs as I lifted him effortlessly by his shirt. His small fists pounded against my arm uselessly, his legs kicking in the air. "HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! THIS MAN IS TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!"

His voice echoed off the rocky walls, shrill with terror and rage. He was making enough noise to wake the dead, his cries of "devil" and "kidnapper" ringing through the clearing.

I rolled my eyes, holding him at arm’s length as he continued his tantrum.

"WIFE!" I called out, projecting my voice toward the pleasure palace bracelet. "Your brother is yelling his head off out here! Come out now!"

With a snap of my fingers, the palace’s doors materialized in front of me. Given the time that had passed, most probably she would have finished her cultivation by now.

And as I expected.

The doors burst open.

Mei emerged like she was chased by a bull, her curvy form wrapped in flowing black robes that accentuated every magnificent curve.

Her dark hair streamed behind her as she ran, and living vines twisted around her arms and shoulders, responding to her elevated emotional state.

But it was her eyes that caught my attention—wide with disbelief, filling rapidly with tears of joy and relief.

"XIAO!" she cried out, her voice breaking with emotion.

The moment the boy saw his sister, his struggles ceased entirely. His mouth fell open in shock, tears immediately springing to his own eyes.

Okay, this was time for a happy reunion.

"Mei-jie?" he whispered, as if afraid she might be a mirage.

I set him down gently, and he immediately rushed into Mei’s arms.

She dropped to her knees, crushing him against her chest as both siblings dissolved into tears of reunion.

"I thought... I thought I’d lost you forever," Mei sobbed, her hands running through his hair, checking for injuries, reassuring herself that he was real and whole.

Xiao buried his face against her shoulder, his small body shaking with relief. "I was too afraid. There were big monsters. If not for Brother Chen saving me, I would have..."

"I’m here, little brother. I’m here, and I’m never leaving you again."

[Sub Plot Broke: Heroine doesn’t feel grateful to Zhao Chen for saving her brother = 100 HP.]

’I am not even surprised.’

Through her tears, Mei looked up at me, her dark eyes shining with gratitude so profound it made my chest tighten. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you so much for bringing him back to me, Emper—"

I gave her a stern glare with eyebrow lifted, because she was still not going to accept me in front of her brother. Come on woman, aren’t we married?

She paused, her cheeks flushing slightly as she lowered her gaze. "Thank you... husband."