Starting the next day, me and Lin Fei cooked a giant flying lizard, or at least a slice of its wing.

  Saints in training consumed a lot of energy, and I had a limited supply of pills. But even so, that Gold Body method proved quite useful, replacing the Dragon Mammoth force for me and Bai.

  I still failed in the Soul Demon Array, and I still failed to make perfect pills in the alchemy room, but that was fine. I had time.

  It took about three months of compressed time and cultivating my soul with Bai, until I managed to withstand the first Divine Realm shout from a demon. Of course, that demon just shouted again, and my defenses crumbled, but it was progress at least.

  But as the 100th day inside the Tower came, and we started cooking a giant leg over a bonfire, a shy Linhua tugged gently at my sleeve.

  "Miss Linhua? You have something to say?" I asked with a curious voice, and she nodded but looked away.

  "Lin Fei, you finish cooking and feed the girls." I told my companion, then walked away with Linhua in tow.

  We left the central area and took a floating platform to the top of the Tower, where we would have some privacy and also a great view.

  "Young Master, I would like to stay. This Tower is not at all like I imagined. And I killed a ghost yesterday..." Linhua spoke while looking down.

  I opened my arms and embraced the girl, then patted her back to calm her down. "You just want a Divine Sword, right?" I joked lightly, and she punched my shoulder in annoyance.

  "I never thought I would feel safe, not in a man's embrace." she whispered and gently hugged me back, pressing her breasts into my chest.

  I thought for a moment, then decided this must be the gossip group at work. "Girl gossip?" I asked to make sure.

  "S-sister Bai said, you want to get a harem of jade beauties..." Linhua said hesitantly.

  "Yes, but that's my dream. What do you want, Miss Linhua?" I asked more serious.

  "I want this. I want to feel safe, and protected. Maybe pampered too..." she muttered while leaning her head on my shoulder.

  I should reward Bai for her efforts. This was the easiest romance a man ever had. Or least the first step.

  "I'm not the type of guy to recite poetry and write love letters, Miss Linhua. You are very pretty, though." I admitted with a teasing voice.

  "That's exactly what I meant. I already told you I was harassed in the sect, dozens of Senior Brothers would shower me with flowers and letters and asking me out for moon walks, if they were acting nice. Others were quite worse. But you..." the girl spoke in an admiring voice, then lifted her hand to grab my biceps and test my strength.

  "I am only training and minding my business?" I asked with a small laugh. Damn, I have become a cultivation robot. I needed to get a life...

  "Yes, but it's not like that. You're already a Sword Saint! And you're still only 17 years old. I am 35 and was cultivating before you were born. And just now barely killed the first ghost." she said with a sad voice, then hugged me tight again.

  Right! She may look like a teenager, but Linhua was actually twice my age. "Did Bai told you how she obtained her sword intent?" I wondered with a teasing voice.

  Linhua raised her eyes, and blinked gently. She did? Even better!

  I sat down and had Linhua sit in my lap, then gently cupped her left breast and molded it in my hand. "This may hurt a bit, but it's for training. You want to be a Sword Saint, right?" I asked while teasing her nipple between my fingers.

  She bit her lips, as if I would actually hurt her. Then I slipped my hand under her robes, and palmed the warm and soft flesh, testing the weight of her enhanced bossom. Even larger than Bai! You couldn't tell with those wide robes hiding everything, but my expert swordman hand had a lot of practice.

  "It doesn't hurt at all." Linhua whispered in a hot voice.

  I drew her head closer and kissed her red lips, while also pulsing my sword intent and making it follow the mountain slopes higher towards the peak.

  In theory, and often in practice, sword qi would flow like water and cover the object in hand, then give it cutting and piercing qualities at the sharpest point or edge. Then the more qi you provide, the sharper the edge, in a strange parallel to the Coanda effect seen in jet airplanes.

  I wasn't a scientist in my first life, but my Perfect Memory has quite handy with bits of knowledge. Cultivation may be magic, but it still had rules, and while most natural laws could bend to your will, they bent in certain ways. In this case, my sword qi bent around and over the round breast in my hand, then flowed faster towards the peak, becoming a weapon.

  "You feel it?" I asked softly, and drew back letting the girl see her breast glow in my hand, with a sharp point at the nipple.

  "Do the other one!" Linhua demanded and released her robes to liberate her other breast.

  Taking turns, I played with her breasts for an hour, until they glowed without my help. "I did it! I have sword intent now!" Linhua exulted and drew me into a long, hot kiss.

  "Wait until we start training your soul." I whispered as she came back for air.

  Linhua glanced at my little brother forming a tent in my pants. "Oh! I knew about that...just forgot." she muttered in a shy voice again.

  "My room or yours?" I asked with an innocent voice.

  She blushed fiercely, then covered her wonderful breasts. "My room would feel safer." she admitted with a small voice.

  I nodded then stood up, and held my hand gallantly to help her stand. "I'm glad you're so eager, Linhua. But we should get down for bird roast, and then sword training. We can meet after dinner."

  If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it's taken without the author's consent. Report it.

  Hand in hand, we descended on a floating platform back in the plaza, where Lin Fei was slicing bits of lizard leg on wooden plates for everyone. I should get some silverware, perhaps.

  "Grandpa, can we get some silverware? We are not savages, nor living in the wild." I asked with a hopeful voice.

  The old ghost measured me and Linhua holding hands, then sniffed. "You are also a Blacksmith, Young Master. A few plates can't be that hard."

  he retorted in a dismissive voice, then vanished.

  Hmmm. That was true. And Grandpa was probably busy reforging the entire treasury I obtained from the Oracle Mountain.

  "I can make a few plates. Even some spoons and forks." I said with a low voice, making everyone laugh at my antics.

  Bai took her wooden plate and sat down at my other side, then elbowed me gently. "So, you and Linhua, Young Master? Anything good happened?" she asked in a gossip mood.

  Linhua blushed and lowered her face, while I just nodded. "We practiced sword intent, nothing more. But tonight she asked me over to practice soul cultivation. That should be fun." I said with a teasing voice, making Bai blush as well.

  "G-good for you, Pef! Make sure to nourish her soul properly." Bai spoke in a friendly voice, and elbowed me in the ribs. If I wasn't a Saint, this friendly poke would have shattered my heart.

  "I'll make it up to you, tomorrow. Paint you all white, I promise." I promised in a soft whisper, making Bai turn bright red, and focus closely on her plate.

  Ming Yue raised her eyes and frowned, looking at me and then her sisters with a discerning glance. Most likely heard us, since Saints had excellent senses.

  By the time our meal was over, Grandpa returned and bestowed a Divine Sword to our newest Tower member, and also my second harem girl.

  "I'm glad you decided to stay, Linhua." Xia said as they headed for their Combat Arrays.

  Linhua drew out her sword, gleaming in sunlight for a second, then much brighter as she channeled sword intent into her blade. "Those Saint ghosts are toast!" she proclaimed valiantly with new confidence, then jumped into the nearest Combat Array.

  Indeed, her sword intent helped a bit, and she managed three kills before getting defeated and expelled from the array. "Three kills, Xia. Three! What are you now at? Two?" Linhua asked with a victorious voice, then jumped back in.

  Xia frowned for a minute, then glanced from her to me and back again. Hmmm. Competition is the mother of progress.

  "You did this, Bai?" I asked in a low voice.

  "I only told the truth, Young Master. You did this, not me." Bai answered in a calm voice.

  I mean, that was also true. "What are you at now, still seven kills?" I asked instead.

  "Today, I will get eight. I have a strong feeling about this." Bai answered with some competitiveness in her voice as well, then ran towards a free array.

  Perhaps she would. Bai's soul was growing nicely, and would soon reach the Saint Realm too.

  I lingered a bit more to examine everyone's fighting abilities, not that I didn't get a daily report from my puppets. Or more likely, from my ghost Grandpa using the puppets as intercoms. The new girls barely got two kills each, which was quite bad to be fair. I could do better in Xiantian Realm.

  Lin Fei was strongly in second place now, with 12 kills as a median number, and even 14 on rare occasions. But he also had a strong body forged via demonic cultivation.

  A small cough at my side, and I turned to find Ming Yue sitting beside me. Didn't even notice her! What Sword Saint was I?

  "Miss Ming Yue? Still hungry?" I asked to make sure. We just ate, but maybe she wasn't full...

  "Would you be interested in a spar, Young Master?" the woman asked in a serious voice.

  A spar? Hmmm. She was much stronger than me, at least in qi levels. "You would probably die if I used my soul attacks." I warned her with a careless shrug.

  Ming Yue glanced towards the Soul Demon Array. "I entered the soul array too. I can't imagine how you can fight a Demon at Divine Realm."

  Well, I wasn't fighting very much, mostly losing. Only losing. And losing quite rapidly, if less rapidly than the first time.

  "It's a learning curve. I started with the Combat Array at Xiantian Realm. And I was 9 years old. By the time I was 12, I could kill five Saint ghosts, still in Xiantian Realm myself. I just got better." I spoke in a reminescing voice.

  "I know. Bai told me." Ming Yue said with a soft smile.

  Hmm. More girl gossip. 'Saint body, level 3. Xiantian soul, level 8. Saint essence, level 10. Age 703.' Grandpa's voice entered my mind, likely to warn me about this opponent.

  "You don't have to rush your Ascension, Miss Ming Yue. You barely qualify right now, and will possibly fail and die." I said while walking towards the wider plaza for our spar.

  "I don't have enough time to reach level 10 with all cultivation paths, Young Master. You called me auntie when we first met..." Ming Yue answered in a sad voice.

  Not enough time? She meant not enough resources. But I was very rich.

  "Don't be silly, Miss Ming. Wait for a decade or two, that's all I ask." I spoke with a mild voice, then drew my sword from my ring and circulated my qi.

  She also drew her sword and began to glow stronger with sword aura. Then she vanished at high speed, and struck me from behind, but I already had two energy swords ready to block her.

  Ming Yue was good, and had a larger qi pool as well as a stronger sword intent. But I was a Sword Saint, and she was not.

  In dozen strikes, I disarmed her and held my sword on her shoulder.

  "Again!" she demanded in a cold tone. Focused on fighting.

  I obliged with a smile. Then closed my eyes, and fought blind. This was more challenging, and made me use my soul more. Still won easily.

  "Again!" she asked, sounding a bit irate for losing to a blind man.

  "I'll use only eight extra swords now." I explained with a patient voice, giving her a small advantage.

  I could hear her teeth grind in anger as she ran towards me. I gently slapped her ass with the flat of my sword, and disarmed her again. "Keep your emotions in check, auntie. Seven swords now."

  By the time I reached three swords, I had to open my eyes and dodge a sneaky attack. Hmmm. Not bad.

  "Two swords." I offered and made another energy sword vanish.

  "This is not possible! I am much stronger than you.." Ming Yue growled, after failing to hit me even so.

  I slid under her strike and slapped her ass again. "Temper, temper! Do you get this angry in the Combat Array too?" I asked rather curious.

  She slumped and fell to her knees. "What am I lacking? I trained for hundreds of years..." she muttered in defeat.

  "My Soul is level 2. That's all." I answered in a calm voice.

  Ming Yue blushed slightly, and measured me from head to toe. "Will you train me in soul cultivation, Master?" she whispered while looking down.

  I sat beside her, and patted her head. "Was that some kind of attempt at seducing me? Auntie?" I whispered back in a teasing tone.

  She sighed and grabbed my hand, holding it at her chest. "I don't want to die. You're so young, and will likely Ascend before me. But this is my only chance." she answered truthfuly. Who wanted to die, after all?

  "You would have to stand naked in your soul, and get showered with my Yang qi. At that point we would be practically married." I added while flicking

  her nipple with a finger.

  "I know. Bai told us everything. But she is so happy. And Linhua also joined your harem. She despised men, before." Ming Yue answered softly and leaned into me, pressing my hand to her chest.

  I looked into her brown eyes directly. "Auntie, you look great, so I don't mind. But you still need to deal with Lin Fei." I demanded with a flat tone.

  Ming Yue sighed. "That idiot. If only he didn't cultivate a demon method. I can't trust him."

  She was perfectly right on this. Lin Fei would steal her purity and not even look back. A small sacrifice for more power.

  However, that gave me an idea. I did have three virgin Saint girls in my ring, slightly dead but a demon won't care.

  "I'm busy tonight, but we can start next night. Get back and train, Miss Ming." I said while standing up, and accidentally leaning on her chest as I rose.

  "Pervert." Ming Yue muttered in a joking voice.

  I grinned and flew away on my sword. I wasn't the one willing to fuck a corpse for power, I liked my women warm and willing, thank you very much.

  "Grandpa, help me with a few puppets, please." I spoke towards the bodyguard puppet.

  The old ghost just raised an eyebrow as I extracted three dead girls from my ring. "Only this once, Young Master. Puppets are for combat, not carnal pleasure." he said with a mocking tone.

  "For Lin Fei, not me! I have three live girls in my harem already." I protested in outrage.

  "Oh. Then it's fine. The demon won't care." Grandpa said with a careless voice.