Qing Muling was concerned about the safety of the mining base in the Misty Illusion Secret Realm. After the Elemental Immortal Tribulation concluded, he hurriedly exchanged a few words with his master and then returned to the secret realm to oversee the situation.

Inside the luxurious palace of the floating battleship, Qing Muling’s figure gradually appeared. He glanced around and was surprised to find that the senior sisters who usually guarded the area were nowhere to be seen.

Xuebing Xuan and the other four women were still in closed-door cultivation at the back mountain of Imperial Dao Peak, consolidating their Golden Immortal realms. They hadn’t come this time, but Dragon Ritual Princess, Luo Wanqing, and the other women wouldn’t miss it. They knew Qing Muling’s visits were never long, so they would definitely be waiting here.

However, their absence had its benefits. It saved him from having to comfort them one by one, as he was already quite exhausted from their demands.

Just as Qing Muling was thinking of finding Elder Yu Lingzhou for a chat and a meal, he heard light footsteps. As the door opened, a tall, stunning fairy in a bright red dress gracefully walked in.

“Senior Sister Qingchan?”

Qing Muling was slightly surprised as he recognized her. Apart from her familiar aura, her voluptuous and curvaceous figure was too eye-catching, just like her master, Tongying Emperor. Their figures were highly distinctive.

Besides his master, Shepherd Ying, Qingchan Fairy and her master had the most outstanding figures in Qing Muling’s harem.

Perhaps Tongying Emperor had chosen her disciple based on her own template?

He wondered whose figure was more perfect between the master and disciple. Maybe one day, he would compare them side by side to find out.

The fairy in the red dress nodded gracefully. Her clear, beautiful eyes sparkled, her curved eyebrows were dark and shiny, and her facial features were perfectly exquisite. She exuded a noble and dignified aura with an undeniable sense of dominance, embodying the elegant lady queen archetype in Qing Muling’s eyes.

“Why aren’t you wearing a veil today, Senior Sister?” Qing Muling asked with a smile. The future leader of the Goddess Sect had always appeared veiled since coming to the secret realm. Not that he minded, as he had never touched her.

Qingchan Fairy had hinted before that he could see her true face, but it wouldn’t be for free; he had to offer something in return.

Qing Muling had always played dumb, using his limited cultivation as an excuse to avoid her straightforward demands.

But now, having proven himself as an Elemental Immortal, the domineering saintess of the Goddess Sect clearly wasn’t going to let him off the hook anymore.

Qingchan Fairy said calmly, “Of course, it’s because your cultivation has improved, Junior Brother. Don’t forget, as your Dao Companion, it’s my right, responsibility, and duty to cultivate with you. There’s no reason to keep delaying. If we don’t become a true couple soon, it won’t be easy to explain to our master!

“Junior Brother, you don’t want me to be punished by our master, do you?”

Qing Muling looked her up and down and finally nodded, “Alright, I’ll go to the mining base first, handle some business, then go into closed-door cultivation to consolidate my realm. After that… we can proceed.”

Qingchan Fairy’s eyes narrowed slightly, full of amusement, “Very well, I’ll accompany you.”

She had thought Qing Muling would make excuses again and had prepared multiple plans, including drugging him, night raids, and forceful advances. Though unsure if they would work, she was ready to try anything.

Unexpectedly, Qing Muling agreed without hesitation, proving his audacious nature hadn’t changed. He might even have plans for their master in the future, perhaps even involving both of them. She stopped herself from thinking further.

As they walked out hand in hand, they saw Fourth Senior Sister Luo Wanqing and Dragon Ritual Princess approaching, followed by Su Yuanzhen, Kong Yuhuan, and Yu Bing, all looking splendid.

“Junior Brother is back? Let’s go together then!” Luo Wanqing smiled, her dark eyes burning with unspoken intent.

Qing Muling was used to such scenes. He accompanied them to the mining base, delivered the large-capacity spatial artifacts he had brought, and did a quick inspection of the surrounding area. After confirming everything was fine, he returned to the Creation Heavenly Palace to cultivate.

In the bedroom, formed by the convergence of countless brilliant starlights, Qingchan Fairy gracefully removed her beautiful outer dress, revealing a sheer, deep red gown underneath. The translucent fabric added a touch of allure, her smooth, jade-like skin and seductive curves visible beneath.

Dragon Ritual Princess followed suit, her jade hands untying her dress. Her snow-white, alluring body was soon left with only a thin, transparent bellyband, the embroidered phoenix on it stretched taut by her ample bosom.

Lady Su Yuanzhen, shy and reserved, elegantly removed her outer palace dress. Her voluptuous body was clad in a similar transparent bellyband, but the phoenix on hers was black.

Soon, Qing Muling was surrounded by beauties, all bare and unguarded.

“Dragon Ritual Sister, let me go first this time!” Qingchan Fairy’s face was slightly red, but she mustered the courage to speak. After waiting so long, she didn’t want to be left behind.

Dragon Ritual Princess smiled, “I’ve waited even longer than you! How could I let you go first? Why don’t we let Junior Brother decide?”

“That makes sense!”

The women all agreed, their eyes burning as they looked at Qing Muling.

After a moment’s thought, Qing Muling said, “Then let Senior Sister Qingchan go first.”

Dragon Ritual Princess and Su Yuanzhen had the highest cultivation, so it was better to save them for last. Not only was it because good things are worth waiting for, but it also gave him time to adapt.

Otherwise, if they took turns exhausting him, the other senior sisters and Qingchan Fairy might not even get a chance.

…

Misty Illusion Secret Realm.

Above the nine heavens, unreachable by ordinary cultivators, lay a magnificent and grand palace complex, stretching for millions of miles. Immortal birds and divine beasts, along with celestial maidens, could be seen occasionally.

This was the residence of the Heavenly Human Clan’s high-ranking members and the center of the Misty Illusion Secret Realm’s fortune. Every decision made here directly or indirectly affected the fate of billions.

In the core area of the palace complex, outside the most majestic grand hall, thousands of solemn and stern immortal officials and generals waited quietly in the vast plaza.

Inside the grand hall, rich purple energy rose, and dozens of tall thrones were arranged in a ring. On each throne sat a dignified figure, their faces obscured by brilliant light, exuding an overwhelming pressure equivalent to the Great Golden Immortal realm.

“The signs of fortune loss are becoming more apparent!” A cold, harsh voice echoed in the hall. “Despite our thorough investigations and strict checks on every outsider entering the secret realm, we haven’t found any clues. What is going on?”

Silence filled the hall. Since the Misty Illusion Secret Realm reopened, the strange phenomenon of fortune inexplicably draining away had reappeared.

If this issue wasn’t resolved soon, the high-ranking members here wouldn’t be able to explain it to the Emperors above.

After a while, a melodious voice said, “After the last incident, we made specific arrangements. All the jade token spots issued this time have hidden restrictions. We can monitor any cultivator entering the secret realm from all angles.

“So, if they make any unusual moves, our people will notice immediately and take action.”

This implied that the problem likely wasn’t with the outsiders. So far, all the jade token spots used had behaved normally, with no anomalies.

As for methods to enter and exit the Misty Illusion Secret Realm without relying on jade tokens, those were even more unimaginable. Even the Heavenly Human Clan’s knowledge couldn’t fathom it.

Traveling between different time-space worlds required divine abilities and secret techniques, which the Heavenly Human Clan possessed. But these were complex and costly, not something done at will. The declining Great Void’s capabilities in this regard were even worse.

“If that’s the case, the problem might be even more challenging!” A deep, resonant voice said. “If it’s not the outsiders, then it could only be… But haven’t they been gone for tens of millions of years? How could they reappear now? I find it hard to believe!”

The atmosphere in the hall subtly changed. The high-ranking members seemed to understand what he meant, a mix of fear, anger, and doubt growing in their hearts.

In the long past, the Heavenly Human Clan had formidable enemies. Their wars spanned millions of years, with heavy losses and countless sacrifices on both sides.

Several times, the Heavenly Human Clan had been pushed to the brink of extinction, only to turn the tide by chance and suppress their enemies again.

In the final battle, most of those terrifying enemies were wiped out, with only a few survivors escaping into the dangerous chaos of the vast void.

If not for this, the rulers of this vast time-space world wouldn’t be the Heavenly Human Clan but those other beings.

“I don’t think it’s them!” A cold, deep voice said. “The reason is simple. Given their usual style, if they had the power to return from the chaotic void, they would openly fight us for control of this world. Why resort to sneaky tactics?”

“That makes sense. It doesn’t seem like their usual behavior.” Another mature voice agreed. Among the high-ranking members were veterans who had fought in the final battle and were familiar with those enemies.

After a brief discussion, the central figure said, “With the information we have, we can’t determine the real cause. So, I propose using the Great Thousand Sky Mirror to conduct a thorough search of the entire time-space world, especially the vast wilderness and the edges near the chaotic void. What do you all think?”

The others were slightly surprised. A woman spoke up, “Elder, the Great Thousand Sky Mirror consumes a lot of resources. Conducting a comprehensive search of the entire time-space world would be extremely costly. We would need to seek approval from the Emperors.”

The Misty Illusion Secret Realm was vast. Conducting a detailed search, even with a Quasi Holy Emperor leading, would take nearly a year.

In the past, the Heavenly Human Clan’s high-ranking members wouldn’t undertake such a costly task without a compelling reason.

But now, the situation was different. If they didn’t find the cause of the anomaly, the Heavenly Human Clan might never extract any fortune from the Great Void again.

“No matter, let’s proceed. I will personally explain the situation to the Emperors,” the elder said.

With that, there were no further objections.

…

In the depths of the mountains, inside the Creation Heavenly Palace.

In the bedroom, under layers of luxurious curtains, Qing Muling slowly opened his eyes. Using his divine abilities, the innate Harmony Creation Blue Lotus in his sea of consciousness shone brightly, replenishing his exhausted energy with a flood of brilliant starlight.

Under the phoenix-embroidered quilt, several pairs of long, smooth, and perfect legs intertwined. The sight of their enchanting figures and the lingering fragrance was intoxicating. The satisfied senior sisters were still asleep, their beautiful faces smiling contentedly.

After resting for a moment, Qing Muling planned to get up, but found himself still held by Yu Bing, her seductive body clinging to him like an octopus. Trying to leave would surely wake her, leading to another intense battle.

He thought for a moment, then gently touched Yu Bing’s face, sending a wave of gentle Dao Rhyme into her sea of consciousness, deepening her sleep.

“Pop!”

With a sound like a cork being pulled, Qing Muling finally freed himself from the tender embrace. Just as he was about to get out of bed, several strands of silky black hair wrapped around his hands and feet.

“Junior Brother, where are you going?” Su Yuanzhen had woken up, her enchanting eyes watching him as she asked softly.

Qing Muling was about to speak when a sudden sense of danger struck him, making his expression turn serious.

“What’s wrong?” Su Yuanzhen noticed his change.

“There might be something big happening,” Qing Muling said, freeing his hands and feet. He took out the Postnatal Spirit Treasure Yunluo Star Destiny Disk from his Space Bracelet and began to deduce the heavenly secrets with a drop of blood.

The other women woke up, dressed quickly, and gathered around to wait.

After a while, the star disk’s reading made Qing Muling’s smile disappear.

“We might have to leave,” Qing Muling said. “The Heavenly Human Clan’s high-ranking members are aware and plan to conduct a thorough search of the wilderness. Our people must withdraw quickly.”

“What? But…” Qingchan Fairy’s face changed slightly. If they left now, wouldn’t they lose the chance to gather resources in the secret realm?

Although they had already gained plenty, enough for three sects to share, no one would complain about having more resources.

“It’s alright,” Qing Muling said. “Even if the Misty Illusion Secret Realm closes completely, I can still enter and exit freely and bring you all along. So, this is just a temporary retreat. Once the situation calms down, we can continue gathering resources.”

“In that case, there’s nothing to worry about!” The senior sisters were relieved. With Junior Brother around, challenges that seemed insurmountable to others were no problem for him.