Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

“Ahem, I really just wanted to help you recover— Alright, I was wrong.”
Touching the fragments of the stone bed beside him and feeling the warmth of the faint red Fox Fire near his face, Luo Wusheng raised both hands in surrender.

A true man knows when to yield.
Although he had now advanced to the Void Idfant Realm and, with his own abilities, could probably hold his own against most early Nascent Soul cultivators, the girl in front of him was even stronger.
The pink haired fox girl had yet to fully materialize her third tail, meaning her spiritual energy was still at the early Nascent Soul Realm. But this particular early Nascent Soul cultivator possessed the technique, Artifact, and means of those at the Peak of Tribulation Crossing Realm!

How could his small frame possibly withstand all that?
Moreover, under the effects of the Nether Uprising Technique, the little pink fox wasn’t just restored to her state from a day ago—she had even shown signs of further improvement. The illusionary nature of her third tail was diminishing rapidly.
Although Luo Wusheng couldn’t determine her exact progress, he estimated that her cultivation had likely recovered to the mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm.

And on top of that, her current state was clearly a little… off.
Ahem, as the saying goes: when someone who never calls you by your full name suddenly does, it means one of two things—either you did something wrong, or they think you did something wrong.
Where did that saying come from again? Never mind, if I can’t remember the source, I’ll just attribute it to Mr. Treant.

Meanwhile, as she watched Luo Wusheng seemingly lost in thought, Yao Ji, holding her faint red Fox Fire, felt an overwhelming urge to vent her frustration.
She really wanted to throw the fire at him—to make him wake up properly and learn a lesson. But looking at her all-too-familiar young master in this state, she hesitated.
Even though, for that brief moment when her ears were being rubbed, she truly felt like she was about to explode…

Yes, explode from sheer embarrassment.
Her ears were far more sensitive than her tails—countless times more, in fact. Just that one touch had left her body feeling weak, and the heat on her face refused to subside.
And yet, for some reason, she now felt that if it was this young man doing those things, maybe… it wouldn’t be so bad?

Had she actually gotten used to being touched in just an hour?
‘And why had I never noticed this side of him before…?’
The Netherqueen was conflicted.

To her, Luo Wusheng had always been a composed and level-headed person—someone who, even before knowing her true identity, would merely say a few flattering words to please her without ever crossing the line.
But now, after learning she was the former Monarch of the Netherkin Nation, he was getting bolder?
Had she lost her authority as the Netherqueen?
Thinking back carefully, this change seemed to have started when that certain Tower Master of the Heavenly Divination Tower had dragged him over and let him lay hands on her Origin Form…

Sure enough, it’s all that old hag fault!
Looking at Luo Wusheng, who was obediently admitting his mistake… Even though he wasn’t lying on the ground and exposing his belly in complete submission, the Fox Fire in the Netherqueen’s hand finally extinguished.
Seeing that the pink haired fox girl seemed to be letting him off, Luo Wusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected of one of the main female leads of the original story, her resistance toward her social death is almost as great as Little Yuli!
Just as Luo Wusheng had this thought, the pink haired fox girl’s delicate face suddenly closed in on his, then tilted slightly.
A sharp pain came from his shoulder.

Then, he saw the Netherqueen lift her head from his shoulder, lightly wiping away a silver thread of saliva connecting her lips to the bite mark with the back of her hand. She brushed aside her falling hair and looked at his dazed expression with bewitching eyes, letting out a soft snort.
“This one will let Young Master off with just this for now.”
Her tail swayed behind her as she murmured, “Since this one state has fully recovered, these are no longer necessary…”

Her fox ears and tail vanished in an instant, as if afraid that someone might lose control and go in for one last stroke.
And that ‘someone’ only just regained his senses.
Did this fox girl just give him a hickey as a punishment?

…Should he ask for more punishment?
He was somehow able to stop his mouth from saying something stupid.
Not completely though.

“Well… actually, judging from the feeling I got just now, if I use the [Nether Uprising Technique] again a few hours later, maybe we could directly—”
The rest of his sentence—solidify your third tail—never made it past his lips under the little pink fox’s sharp, warning gaze.
Of course, the Netherqueen understood this truth as well.

She knew her own body best. After multiple trials of the Nether Uprising Technique, she had fully confirmed that it was a true miracle technique for the Netherkin race!
No wonder Luo Wusheng claimed it came from an ancient powerhouse nearly from the primordial era.
But why had that powerhouse given such a technique to him?

And the conditions for using this technique… the side effects…
The pink haired fox girl touched her still-warm cheeks.
Rather than endure several more hours of that, she would rather stick to her original plan!

Besides, so much time had passed—her former subordinates were probably arriving soon. She absolutely couldn’t let them see her in this state.
She glanced at Luo Wusheng, her tone exasperated. “Young Master doesn’t seem the least bit worried about his situation. Does Young Master really have that much faith in a plan with no guarantee of success?”
Luo Wusheng simply tapped his damp shoulder with a finger and smiled calmly.

“If one lives in constant fear, how is that any different from surrendering before the battle even begins?”
He cast his gaze toward the vast sky outside the cave.
“—Besides, I do have some chance of success.”

Though, from his current standpoint, the odds didn’t look very optimistic.
But even if he ultimately failed, he would at least make sure to disgust that bald monk who was probably scheming to take over his body.
The Netherqueen found herself unconsciously drawn to the sight of this young man.

To be honest, she didn’t think much of his plan.
Yet, she couldn’t come up with a better one in such a short time.
‘Land Immortal…’

She didn’t want Luo Wusheng to meet such a tragic fate—
To be manipulated his entire life, only to have his body taken over in the end, serving as a mere stepping stone for another person’s ascension.
And yet, as the former Monarch of the Netherkin Nation, she once again felt powerless.

The last time she felt this powerless was when the people that she swore to protect and take care of backstabbed her when the Immortal Nation former Emperor invaded the Netherland, hoping that the former Emperor would be able to break the world limit and become a Land Immortal by absorbing all of the power and luck that she had.
The pink haired fox girl realized that, in {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} some way, she could empathize with this young man.
She had been sealed for three years, yet she held no hatred toward the former emperor of the Immortal Nation—nor did she desire revenge against the Immortal Nation itself.

All she felt was scorn for those obsessed with overcoming the world limit.
‘If I could become a Land Immortal before the Chosen Buddha does, could I save him?’