Chapter 388: Cultivating With Leftover Bedroom Energy

The moment Damian finished speaking, the System responded.

[Beginning Integration.]

Damian barely had time to brace himself before overwhelming pain tore through his entire body.

His eyes widened. "Shit... I forgot about the pain."

His vision immediately went black, and he collapsed unconscious.

Unlike the King Grade rewards he had received before, this time Damian was integrating an entirely different level of reward.

Not only were the Spiritual Root and Cultivation Art both Emperor Grade, but an entire century’s worth of cultivation knowledge was also being crammed directly into his mind.

Combined with his current mortal state, there was absolutely no chance his body could remain conscious throughout the process.

Fortunately, these were System rewards, so no matter what happened, whether Damian lost consciousness, became sick, or his body simply couldn’t endure the process, the fusion itself would still be completed perfectly.

Meanwhile, when the women sensed that Damian had passed out again, none of them panicked this time.

Despite technically being a mortal, Damian’s True King Grade Human Physique was still absurdly powerful.

In pure durability alone, his body was already comparable to that of a strong Golden Core cultivator, so going several weeks without food or water wouldn’t be remotely enough to threaten his life.

Which meant the harem could finally let him get some actual rest.

Especially after spending the previous three days doing practically everything except letting him rest.

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A full month later, Damian finally opened his eyes again.

For several seconds, he simply stared at the ceiling before slowly sitting up. "Damn..."

He rubbed the side of his head and frowned. "I seriously forgot how much that fusion hurts."

His body still felt sore, but the discomfort quickly became secondary once he focused inward.

The moment Damian sensed the new Spiritual Root inside him, his expression changed.

A grin slowly spread across his face. "Hehe... now this is one interesting Spiritual Root."

Knowledge from the hundred years of Enlightened Comprehension immediately surfaced in Damian’s mind, allowing him to understand exactly what the Myriad Desire Root truly was.

Just as its name suggested, it was naturally attuned to desire.

But because it was called Myriad Desire, that desire didn’t refer only to lust. Lust was merely one aspect of it.

It also encompassed affection, pleasure, longing, ambition, attachment, devotion, possessiveness, obsession, and countless other forms of desire.

Even something as simple as wanting to protect someone, become stronger, gain recognition, or possess something precious could all fall within its domain.

Damian’s grin widened. "So basically... nearly every living being produces something I can use."

The Myriad Desire Transformation Scripture complemented that root perfectly.

Its purpose was simple in concept, though incredibly profound in practice.

It allowed Damian to sense, absorb, refine, and transform countless forms of desire into his own cultivation power.

Not by mindlessly devouring emotions, but by filtering them through the Myriad Desire Root and converting them into a form of Qi perfectly suited to him.

Damian leaned back slightly.

Compared to his old Chaos Dragon Root, this path certainly sounded far less fierce.

There was no overwhelming Dragon power, no violent elemental dominance, and none of the chaotic force he had relied on before.

If someone only heard the words "absorbing desire," they might even assume it was some suspicious demonic cultivation method.

Damian, however, was extremely satisfied. "Honestly... this suits me way better, and for one very obvious reason."

He glanced toward the women outside the house and grinned.

After all, he was the leader of a harem.

He had always been shameless, flirtatious, and far too comfortable around beautiful women.

Desire in all its forms: affection, lust, devotion, possessiveness, longing, and attachment.

All of them constantly existed around him.

This wasn’t just some random powerful cultivation path forced onto him.

It actually felt like his path.

Damian suddenly paused as he looked around the room, and his grin slowly widened when he sensed the faint energy still lingering in the air.

Even after an entire month, traces of emotional residue remained everywhere.

Three straight days of Cassandra, Serina, Linsey, Helena, Cynthia, Evelyn, and Miona completely bullying him had left behind an absurd amount of desire-related energy.

Damian’s mouth curled upward. "Hehehe... you women really did leave me a nice little starting gift."

He crossed his legs on the bed and straightened his back.

For the first time in a very long while, Damian was truly starting over from the very beginning, the Qi Refinement Realm.

Damian closed his eyes and began circulating the Myriad Desire Transformation Scripture.

Faint traces of desire lingering throughout the room slowly gathered toward him.

Fortunately, these emotions had been left behind by women at the Peak Nascent Soul and Golden Core Realms, so the quality of the energy was far from ordinary.

Damian’s grin widened. "Alright... let’s see if I can at least reach the Golden Core Realm within a month."

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Outside the room, Serina suddenly stopped and turned back toward the house.

Cassandra noticed immediately. "What is it?"

Serina focused for a moment, then smiled. "He’s cultivating."

The others froze.

Cynthia quickly extended her senses toward the room before letting out a relieved breath. "So Master really can cultivate again."

Linsey’s shoulders immediately relaxed. "Thank heavens."

Helena gave a short nod. "Good."

Even Evelyn’s usually cold expression softened slightly.

But after a few seconds, that relief slowly turned into something far more complicated.

Miona looked around at them. "Why the hell are all of you disappointed now?"

Linsey crossed her arms. "Because if Master is cultivating again, then our chance to bully him is disappearing."

Cassandra nodded with complete seriousness. "Exactly."

Miona’s face twitched, but after a moment, a suspicious grin slowly appeared. "...We could still go in one more time, you know."

Everyone slowly turned toward her.

Miona stiffened. "What?"

Serina covered her mouth, already smiling. "Nothing."

Miona immediately frowned. "Sis."

Serina tilted her head innocently. "I simply find it interesting that you’re already asking for another round."

Miona’s face instantly turned red as she realized what she had just said. "N-No! That’s not what I meant!"

Serina laughed softly and gently pulled her away from the door. "Leave him alone. He just started cultivating again."

Miona clicked her tongue and looked away. "Fine... I’ll bully him later."

Serina’s smile became even more amused. "My, my. Are you really that pent up already?"

Miona froze, and a second later her face went completely red. "SHUT UP, SIS!"