A Knight’s Journey: The rise of a Modern World's cultivator

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

Omniscient P.O.V.

Handsome, immense potential, strong background, and, seeing how he already had three lovers, he would not be against adding a few more, right?

Wanting to be the only wife for that sort of man?

Let's be realistic for a moment!

A woman matching that man, although not impossible to find, would be as rare as a strand of Immortal hair, especially if that woman needed to be single.

In the case of other 'less eligible' women, it was a fact that people were remarkably adaptable when immense benefits were involved, though men and women had different tolerance levels for different things.

Sharing a man like Demian would be perfectly acceptable for most single women in the Federation, and even a few married ones may be tempted, whether it was because they were content with having a 'piece' of him, or because they believed that they could capture his Heart away from their other 'rivals'.

With so many 'choices', the question for the young man then became: Where would he choose to set the limit?

Having understood the direction of his own Path, he knew the answer to that question.

'Sera, Liya, and Bryn will always be my priority. As for other potential women? I'll leave that problem to those three and follow their decisions. No need to waste my time thinking too much about that sort of thing, when I have others I trust enough to do it for me.'

He contemplated with amusement, finding his own mindset having become a lot more flexible than it had been a few months prior.

He was not sure if it was a good or a bad thing, but it was definitely a natural change, so there was no use fighting against it.

At least, for now, it seemed to be positive...

While many thoughts traversed his mind, Lydia, who walked a few steps closer to his location, replied, her smile a lot more genuine than before the attack happened.

"I won't be humble, then, and refuse your favor, Young King."

Pausing her words for a brief moment, her mind kept coming back to the word 'anything' the young man used, bringing a strange glint in her eyes before she schooled her features, hiding the fact that her heart was beating faster than usual, and some inappropriate ideas were dancing in her mind.

Unbeknownst to her, however, her voice turned a bit softer as she added.

"I don't require anything for now, so I'll keep your offer in mind until I do."

Whether it was because he felt the flaring jealousy erupting through his partner's Soul Bond, or his intuition warning him—Definitely the former—, but Demian felt like those seemingly innocuous words were not as innocuous as they seemed.

However, having already decided to leave those 'problems' to the professionals, he knew how to respond.

Nodding his head while sporting a smile, neither too friendly nor too distant, he had a sudden realization.

Indeed, he would surely need to master that sort of skill to perfection if he wanted his future marred life to be as successful as...

Well, he could not think of any comparison, but the facts remained the same.

"Very well."

His distant attitude brought a hint of disappointment to the female Moon Elf, though she kept it to herself, choosing instead to chat a bit longer with him while including the rest of the group in the conversation this time.

In her mind, she exhorted herself to be patient.

No matter what nonsense emotions she was experiencing, it was best to take her time, play her hand smartly, grow progressively closer the the young man and his group, and extract as much benefit as she could.

Whether those benefits merely involved cultivation resources, or other things she was a bit scared of facing, was only known to her.

In any case, the fact that she did nothing out of line alleviated most of Sera's usually rampant jealousy, though the woman was still alert.

However, having accepted her mother and sister in Demian's and her relationship, she was growing (relatively) more tolerant of other women being around the young man.

Since they confirmed their relationship and Soul Bonded, she had known from day one that he would be a woman's magnet, no matter how angry that fact made her.

After all, wouldn't she be deceiving herself if she claimed that the same qualities that attracted her to him in the first place wouldn't have the same effect on other women? So, she had to overcome her innate jealousy.

At least, she decided that as long as the other did not act on their 'greedy' thoughts, Sera would do her best to ignore them.

Well, it was only moderately successful so far, but a little progress was still progress.

'Before, I'd have wanted to break every bone, shred every tendon, and cut every muscle in that stupidly beautiful white-haired woman. But now? Now, I just want to punch her face until she passes out. So, that should be considered progress, right? I think I deserve to be praised!'

Sera pondered silently, while looking at Lydia's impeccable manners, the latter bringing another thought to her mind.

'She's really perfect... Women like that are truly the bane of married women everywhere. It's strange, but now I'm really glad I accepted Mom and Sis in our relationship. That way, that horny heartthrob will be much less tempted by women like her.'

Indeed, as time passed, she had been noticing how difficult it was becoming for her to deal with Demian's physical urges.

With his growing stamina, even if she also had access to his Perk, she could only hold on for some time before she 'lost her life in battle'.

Because of that one time when he went too far and almost broke her body and mind, she learned that he usually controlled himself to stop once they reached her limits, no matter how satisfied he was.

Although she knew that no matter what, her place in his Heart would not change just because of some unsatisfied lust, she also knew that it could potentially bring some frustration, and that frustration could lead to unwanted consequences.

For her, at least.

Thus, having a few 'partners in crimes' like Adeliya and Brynhild would certainly take care of that problem.

With luck, it may even drain him dry, leaving him no energy to think about other women.

As for the principle of not wasting Essence, which would slow down cultivation?

If it were someone else, it might have been problematic.

But for Demian, because of his Perks, sex WAS cultivation.

So, more sex equaled a greater increase in cultivation, hitting two birds with one stone, or in their case, hitting a handsome male bird with three sexy sto...

Let's not finish that weird sentence.

While random thoughts traversed the beautiful dark elf's mind, time passed slowly, with the group even going back to the shop's main piece of Void where they had first arrived three days prior.

There, they finally started to do what they originally came there for: Shopping!

This time, however, the guard team left the shop to guard outside while Sergei was (strongly) persuaded by Ling to accompany her in an impromptu date of their own, having one of the beautiful shop attendants follow them to cater to their needs.

On the four Mikhailovs' side, however, it was not a 'mere' employee, but instead the manager herself, Lydia, who acted as their personal saleswoman, introducing the different pieces of clothing to the three women, while Demian stood silently by their side.

What he found amusing was that, in an hour or two of spending time together, the four women had become surprisingly close, though it was mostly likely due to the numerous, but tasteful compliments Lydia showered the other three with.

Even Seraphine, whose feelings for the woman had been anything but positive, seemed to have taken a liking to her.

Well, liking may be a bit too strong a word. 'Neutral' may be more accurate, which, for that adorably jealous elf, and when such a beautiful woman was involved, was the equivalent of being on friendly terms for anyone else more...

...Mentally balanced, shall we say.

'And they say men are fickle...'

He exclaimed inwardly with playfulness, trying his best to stave off his boredom with inner jokes.

Indeed, spending time with his women was something he normally enjoyed very much until they threw themselves into a philosophical debate on 'color matching and how different cuts can influence others' perception of one's figure'.

Truly riveting subjects...

'If only they skip directly to the last part: The fashion show. At least, I'd have something to enjoy. Mmmhh... Looking at those curves covered with different clothes will never get boring, although without any cover might even be better... Wait! Are those bikinis?!'