Much too soon, the time for leaving the Tower came, and I sacrificed 10 whole days just to make love with Ming, until even my prodigious stamina as a peak Saint was depleted.

  Then I rested with my lovely wife in my arms, just enjoying the warm feeling of being close.

  "You have everything I told you to gather? Pills, talismans, food, water..." I asked in a worried voice.

  "I have a ton of Dragon meat, not the army will leave us to starve. And if they do, that means the supply lines are cut, so it's a different problem." Ming answered in a joking voice.

  "Yeah, that would be a bigger problem. Anyway, try to explore a star castle and see if you can bring back some nice things. This world is kinda primitive." I mused in a longing voice. I wanted an advanced mechanical ship, filled with computers and databanks.

  "I knew you will figure it out, but you're not always paying attention. Whatever scraps of advanced knowledge I can find, it would be worth as much as the Blue Wind Empire, when I return. So, what are you planning to do about the other Dragon?" Ming asked with a keen mind.

  "I have three ideas. One is to bait him to come after me, then trap it and let Grandpa kill it here in the Tower. The second idea, get him to follow me into the Oracle Mountain, and use it to cause chaos. I should be able to steal some nice stuff, like spirit stones or a few more girls." I said with a sneaky voice.

  Ming sighed, possibly disliking my ideas. "I hope the third is much better." she said after a minute.

  "As for the third, it would involve bits from the pink Dragon placed near a demonic portal. Hopefully leading to conflict between more Dragons and the invading Demons." I disclosed in a serious voice.

  I didn't like the idea of wasting precious Dragon bits, but if it gained me an unwilling ally...

  "...That should work. Perhaps arrange for some Demons to feast on Dragon bones when they are discovered. Anger will do the rest." Ming advised me in a wise voice.

  I glanced towards the window, where a ghostly face nodded, then vanished. It wasn't my nice Divine Sense, but Grandpa letting himself be detected by it. He could also move around undetected when he wanted.

  Anyway, he approved my idea and Ming's adjustment, so the plan will certainly work. I only had to carry it out, and be sneaky about it.

  "How is it going with the True Qi scroll?" I asked instead.

  "Maybe 1% of my Qi has converted so far. It is very hard. And painful." my wife answered with a heavy groan.

  "And 126 kills in the Soul Array. Not bad." I added in a praising voice.

  Ming sobbed and hugged me tighter. "...Don't make fun of me. I didn't even finish the array, and I have an entire realm over you." she complained in a hurt voice.

  "I mean it. That veteran Demon with the scared armor is far harder to kill than the rest. And you are not a veteran that conquered five dozen worlds." I explained in a kind voice.

  That damn Demon caused me such much grief in the past.

  "Ah, like the last ghost Saint. A final hurdle to overcome, and gain some kind of achievement. Like the Dao Heart." she realized a bit too late.

  "Yeah, I don't know exactly what to call it. But it's like an extra armor, that makes you nearly immune to their weapons. You can take thousands of hits, before you fail." I answered with a shrug. Grandpa never explained, and I never asked.

  "Now I really want to get that, before I get sent to the frontlines. Why didn't you say anything?" Ming grumbled and stood up, then flew out the window in the middle of the night.

  I sighed and dressed as well, then jumped out the window too. The Tower was mostly silent now, since more people were sleeping or cultivating in their rooms.

  Grandpa Xialong was of course, doing none of that, instead burning time in the Alchemy hall, and wasting thousands of Xiantian-grade herbs for useless pills. In some way, I could understand his obsession, after being stuck for so long in the Houtian Realm and being powerless to defend his family.

  I stood behind him and watched, as pill after pill came out deformed or burned, and rarely a single low-grade pill.

  "This is not the proper way, Grandpa. You need the Divine Sense to make good pills. I am not leading you astray by telling you to ascend again. The Divine Fire will help a lot too."

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  "Hmpf! What Divine Sense? You're also a little Saint like me." the old man answered in an angry voice, barely glancing at me.

  "But I do have the Divine Sense, Grandpa. And you know exactly the day when I got it. When I stopped failing pills." I said in a humble voice, and walked towards the door.

  "Wait! So I am really wasting my time?" he asked in surprise.

  "The kids outside need Houtian-grade pills. And you need to ascend again. It is that simple, Grandpa." I threw over my shoulder, then walked away.

  "Houtian pills, eh? I can make a dozen of them. Might get another Perfect grade." the old man mumbled as I reached the Soul Array and sat down.

  Ming came out, bleeding from a dozen wounds, and sat beside me to get healed.

  "Damn veteran! Why is he that fast?" she muttered in a fighting tone.

  Instead of speaking, I drew her in my arms, and sunk into my inner world. Then just plunged my soul dick into her mouth.

  "Soul Forging is about tempering your soul. You can do it by slamming it with a hammer, or by rubbing it gently to file away the impurities. Both methods work, but we have cleansed most of the impurities in your body with that purification pill. Your problem is taking lots of bad pills in these 700 years, filling yourself with toxins and creating blockages. My body doesn't have this problem." I spoke in a loving voice, while pressing my soul dick deeper into her throat.

  Ming blinked, showing me that she understood. She didn't really, but I could teach her now. I bent over her, and began slurping from her soul spring, taking her female Yin inside me, then pumping out my pure Yang down her throat.

  Soon enough, we achieved the Yin-Yang shape and meaning, with her energy being purified by my Reaction Body and returning to her, over and over.

  Of course, I still was playing with the taste of my Yang, trying to surprise my wife with new cocktails blasting from my cock.

  It was a slow process, and we probably should have done it in my bed, as the morning came and more people began to walk around, only to avoid our embraced physical bodies.

  However, we were also almost out of time. Should have done this sooner, if I imagined it possible before. It was my older life, clinging to a material universe, but here Yin-Yang harmony was a daily fact, not a fantasy or an old religion that sounded cool.

  When we eventually separated our souls, Ming was practically glowing with a golden aura, and felt much stronger.

  "You have to do this with all the sisters, Pef. It's a miracle, and very pleasant too." my wife whispered as we returned to our bodies.

  I smiled and nudged her into the Soul Array again. I wanted proof, not just nice words.

  Bai and Caihong sat down at my sides, eyes eager for more gossip. "What did you guys do? Rub your souls, in public?" Bai whispered in a secretive tone.

  Well, that did happen. "Not exactly. Something else." I answered in an evasive voice.

  "Oh? That sounds even more interesting. Spill everything!" Caihong demanded with her princess voice.

  I hugged both of them to my side, and just nodded towards the array. "Wait for Ming to come out. Then she can explain in gossip terms. I'm not good at that."

  Bai nodded in agreement. "You are indeed bad at gossip, husband. Oh well, nobody is perfect!" she exclaimed in a dismissive voice.

  '135' I heard Grandpa in my mind, just as Ming rolled out from the array, and got covered in healing runes. She looked like a bulldozer passed over her body, leaving deep track marks.

  I raised my finger and changed her score, to Ming Yue-135.

  "What? She passed wave 64 and fought in the invasion?" Bai yelled in outrage.

  "Yeah. I had an idea for a new kind of soul training, and seems to work quite well. Caihong, you're welcome to try it tonight."

  I said while nodding to my silent wife.

  "...I'll be quiet. Promise!" Bai whispered as she realized her blunder.

  "My prince is right. I deserve to learn the new way first." Caihong declared in a proud voice, then glanced at me for approval.

  Bai pouted and hang to my arm. "Let's go make more pills, husband." she proposed, hoping to get some dick that way.

  "Not today. Ming is leaving for war, and so are Kings Ji and Shuang. Then Caihong will miss her father." I explained in a gentle voice.

  My rainbow princess nodded and wiped a fake tear. "I do need to be consoled, all night long." she said with a straight face.

  I just sighed inward, since my wives were behaving like schoolgirls arguing over a toy. And their toy was me, of course.

  Why couldn't I get a harmonious harem, like all those novels had? I swear, I've been lied to! Women never get along.

  "All I wanted was a harmonious harem of jade beauties. Is it so much to ask?" I wailed at the sky, and got a dozen weird stares from other male disciples, who didn't even have one woman yet.

  They were lucky to escape my poor fate. Perhaps those monks became ascetics for the same reason?

  Ming stood up, and walked in front of me with a new stance, looking dangerous and powerful. "Pef, act like a proper Sect Master! And go recruit more girls for the Tower. There are other men in this place, not just you." she chastised me in a harsh voice.

  "Justice!"

  "All hail the Sect Mistress!"

  "Girls! Finally!"

  A dozen male voices answered Ming's call, perhaps showing she was right to ask for a change.

  "All right, guys! Give me a few days, and I'll bring 100 girls into the Tower. Like two days at most." I answered the revolting crowd.

  "The Heavens have eyes!"

  "No way. Why change things after we leave?" KIng Ji yelled as he caught the end of it, coming out from the sword array.

  "What changed?" King Shuang asked, having just arrived as well.

  "You son-in-law will bring 100 girls in the Tower. Just when we are leaving! Oh, the injustice!" King Ji wailed, feeling left out.

  "You do realize there are millions of Divine Realm women in the Libra Army, right? Just save a girl's life, and there you go. Suspense bridge romance!" I advised the two men, who were at least a thousand times older than me.

  "That sounds nice, brother. We could find a few Divine wives too, when we join the army later." Romulus whispered to his brother.

  Ming covered her face with her hands, likely afraid of what my advice will cause. Hopefully some romance, but you never know.

  "Oh? You will bring 100 new girls? That sounds interesting..." Mei noted with a shifty voice, and likely planning something nefarious with her evil genius brain of hers.

  Hmm. With Miss Lin, that would make 101 girls. Romance 101, a new class in my Tower.

  It could work.