My Xianxia Harem Life

And Riley, of course, did not fail to deliver. That night, he spent every moment indoctrinating Bianca into the great pleasures of the flesh, pushing her beyond her limits, teaching her the depths of ecstasy only he could provide.

He had gained yet another woman to love, another beauty to claim as his own, and he couldn’t be more fulfilled. With each conquest, his satisfaction grew, as did his influence over the women who had devoted themselves to him.

What had happened between him and Bianca did not remain a secret for long. It was impossible to hide, especially when Bianca had spent the entire night moaning and screaming, her voice echoing through the halls as Riley took her over and over again.

His other women, though accustomed to such passionate nights, couldn’t help but take notice.

Some felt jealousy simmer within them, others ached with longing, and a few—like Daoist White Snow and Daoist Gentle Dream—found themselves drawn even closer, craving the kind of devotion and pleasure that only Riley could provide.

Days passed, turning into weeks, then months. And just as life seemed to settle into a new rhythm, a new event shook things up.

”Are you all ready?” Riley asked, standing at the head of the group. His gaze swept across the assembled women—his women.

Leia was, of course, at his side, her presence steadfast and reassuring. But it wasn’t just Leia who had gathered. Every single one of his women had chosen to come, their curiosity and attachment to Riley outweighing any hesitation.

Princess Anya frowned slightly. ”Is this really okay, Riley? I thought only you and Leia were expected at this event. With all of us coming along, won’t it be… unexpected?”

Truth be told, Anya would have preferred to stay behind and cultivate with Princess Elsa. Ever since Riley had granted them a means to advance, cultivation had become more precious than ever.

Every second spent training brought them closer to breaking through, to stepping into a higher realm where they could extend their lifespans and chase the elusive dream of immortality.

To live longer. To live forever. Was there any desire greater than that?

But at the same time, Anya knew that staying behind meant losing an opportunity—an opportunity to be by Riley’s side. And looking around at the other women, she could tell that each of them was thinking the same thing.

Riley chuckled, his smirk both amused and knowing. ”I already told you all—anyone is free to come, and anyone is free to stay. It’s just a little trip. Nothing too serious.”

Anya’s gaze flickered toward the others. Though none of them voiced it aloud, there was no denying the silent rivalry that existed between them.

Riley’s affection was not something easily obtained, and the women surrounding him understood that all too well. Even those who were not officially his—like Daoist White Snow, Daoist Gentle Dream, Eve, and Ruby—had made their interest known in the most subtle of ways.

This wasn’t just a trip. This was another battle. A battle for Riley’s heart, for his attention, for the possibility of being the one he favored the most.

Anya clenched her fists at her sides. She would not lose.

”I’ll go,” she declared, her voice steady despite the emotions swirling within her. A spark of determination lit up her delicate features, sharpening her beauty into something fierce and resolute.

Princess Elsa grinned, her excitement bubbling over. ”Yes! It’ll be fun, Anya! This will be our first time leaving the empire.”

The empire they had grown up in was vast, spanning countless miles, but the world beyond was even greater. What lay out there—new sights, new experiences, new dangers—was unknown to them. It would be like stepping out of a well for the first time, finally seeing the boundless sky.

And in that vast, uncharted world, there was only one certainty—wherever Riley went, his women would follow.

Because to them, he wasn’t just a man. He was their everything.

And so, that day, they all boarded the flying boat and set off for the Miller Clan. The vessel, a magnificent construct of polished wood and reinforced spiritual metals, hummed with energy as it ascended into the skies, slicing through clouds like a divine chariot.

For most of Riley’s women, this was not their first time traveling by flying boat, but for Anya and Elsa, it was an entirely new experience—one that left them wide-eyed with wonder.

”We’re really flying…” Elsa murmured, gripping the railing as she leaned forward, watching the land shrink beneath them. The vast fields, winding rivers, and towering mountains that once seemed so grand now looked like mere patterns on a painter’s canvas.

Anya, too, was enthralled. She had always known that powerful sects and cultivators had means far beyond the mundane, but experiencing it firsthand was something else entirely.

”To think that people actually travel like this… It makes carriages seem like primitive toys.”

Leia chuckled. ”This is nothing compared to the truly powerful sects. The grand immortal clans possess ships the size of cities, some capable of moving through the void itself.”

Anya and Elsa exchanged glances, their imaginations running wild. This world… It was far bigger than they had ever realized.

The journey lasted a week, with the flying boat soaring across vast landscapes, skimming over mountain ranges and crossing endless seas.

Along the way, they passed through other cities and settlements, some of which had never before witnessed such a vessel. Each time, curious onlookers gathered, pointing up at the sky in awe.

But none were as grand as their destination.

By the time they reached Blazing Sun City, the air was thick with the scent of incense and celebration. Red and gold lanterns adorned the streets, casting a warm glow over the bustling crowds. Musicians played lively tunes, and market stalls were filled with exotic foods and treasures.

The city was alive with festivity, but as Riley’s flying boat descended, all attention turned toward the sky.

People stopped in their tracks. Conversations halted mid-sentence. The sight of a flying ship landing within their city was a spectacle in itself, but when they realized who was aboard, excitement rippled through the crowd like wildfire.

”Who’s that?” someone whispered, eyes wide as they pointed at the descending vessel.

”I don’t know… but if they can afford to ride in a flying ship, they must be someone important.”

”Yeah, definitely.”

Hundreds of eyes followed the sleek, gleaming vessel as it hovered above the Miller Clan’s grand estate, before slowly lowering onto the designated landing platform.

When the doors finally opened, revealing Riley and his entourage, the murmurs turned into gasps.

”Wow! That’s Elder Riley Mason of the Stone Mountain Sect!”

”They say he’s already in the Void Tribulation Realm!”

”What?! Is that really true? But he looks so young! Aren’t cultivators at that level supposed to be reclusive old fogeys who never step out of their coffins?”

”I heard he once defeated an entire rogue sect single-handedly!”

”Nonsense. The real story is that he tamed a divine beast with a single gaze!”

The rumors flew fast and wild, each one more exaggerated than the last. But regardless of the truth, one fact remained—Riley Mason was a name that commanded respect.

As he stepped forward, the crowd instinctively parted, their eyes filled with awe and reverence. His presence alone carried an air of authority, his posture effortless yet powerful.

And behind him, his women—each one breathtakingly beautiful, exuding their own unique charm—followed closely.

The Miller Clan’s elders and members rushed to the forefront, their expressions a mixture of excitement and nervousness. This was not a mere visit from an acquaintance; this was an arrival that could shake the balance of power in the city.

Whatever happened next, one thing was certain.

Riley Mason’s presence would not go unnoticed.

”Elder Riley, please come in. I will announce your arrival to the patriarch. In the meantime, please enjoy the hospitality of my Miller Clan.”

An old man bowed respectfully as he welcomed Riley and his entourage. Without hesitation, Riley and his group stepped into the grand halls of the Miller Clan, where a lavish reception awaited them.

For the next hour or two, they were treated as esteemed guests. Musicians played elegant melodies, dancers moved gracefully to the rhythm, and an endless array of exquisite dishes and fine wines was presented in their honor.

The Miller Clan spared no expense in making their distinguished visitors feel welcome, and Riley’s group, in turn, acknowledged their efforts with polite appreciation.

Amidst the festivities, Leia leaned in close and whispered something into Riley’s ear. A knowing smile crossed his lips as he listened.

”It seems I’ll be meeting my in-laws soon,” Riley mused, amusement flickering in his eyes.

Not long after, about thirty minutes later, Riley and Leia strolled through the bustling streets of Blazing Sun City, leaving the rest of the group behind. After all, it wouldn’t do to meet one’s future in-laws while being surrounded by a harem of beautiful women.

There was a time and place for everything.

And this particular meeting required a different kind of presence.