The sun had barely risen above the Eastern Ridge when a rumor explosion detonated across the inner sect like a spiritual nuke.
Disciples screamed.
Spirit cranes dropped mid-air.
Even the Sect Master dropped his teacup.
> "Did you hear?! Wang Li shared the bed with FIVE women in Jade Moon Pavilion last night!"
"They say the formation locked them in! Dual cultivation all night!"
"I heard Mu Qingling's sword was stuck in the wall and Lin Ruoyan melted the windows!"
"Little Fox… purred."
From senior disciples to outer sect gardeners, everyone whispered the same name in awe.
Wang Li.
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Jade Moon Pavilion – Morning After
Wang Li lay on the destroyed remains of what used to be a bed. Now it was a battlefield of singed silks, crushed petals, and a few suspicious claw marks.
On his left, Lin Ruoyan slept like a goddess, her hair a shimmering waterfall across his chest.
On his right, Bai Mei stirred and yawned lazily, her robes half-tied, half-treasonous.
Mu Qingling was perched upside down on the ceiling, meditating.
Feng Yuling sat beside the spirit window, brushing her hair with a block of ice.
Little Fox, of course, drooled on his shoulder.
"I'm… still alive," Wang Li croaked.
"You're welcome," Bai Mei whispered with a smirk.
Suddenly—
BOOM!
The door burst open.
A trembling junior disciple stood there, eyes bloodshot, clearly running for his life.
"W-Wang Li! The Sect Master wants to see you… IMMEDIATELY!"
Bai Mei sat up, stretching. "You broke a formation that hadn't been activated in a hundred years. Of course he wants to see you."
Wang Li tried to sit up, only to collapse. "I can't… feel my bones."
"Not my fault," Lin Ruoyan murmured, nuzzling closer. "You said you could handle it."
"I was bluffing!"
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Celestial Main Hall – Thirty Minutes Later
Wang Li stumbled in like a war refugee.
The grand hall was packed with Elders, Masters, and every single peak leader—even the elderly Sect Master sat upon the floating jade throne, his beard twitching with restrained fury.
"Disciple Wang Li," he intoned.
Wang Li knelt immediately. "Yes, Sect Master!"
"Explain. Now."
Wang Li cleared his throat, then said in one breath:
"I entered the Dual Cultivation Compatibility Tournament unwillingly, was forced to partner with five dangerously beautiful women, then accidentally triggered a forgotten romantic formation inside the Jade Moon Pavilion, which locked us all in until sunrise. I resisted. I failed. I live with regret and back pain."
The Sect Master closed his eyes.
Then opened one.
"So… you're telling me you accidentally slept with half the sect's elite female disciples?"
"I wouldn't say slept, more like—"
"Enough!"
Several Elders began whispering.
"He must be a descendant of the Dual Heaven Emperor."
"His yin-yang balance must be monstrous!"
"Should we recruit him for the Heaven Cauldron Peak?"
"Or lock him up before the women go to war?!"
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The Girls Arrive
Bai Mei entered first, in pristine robes, hair done perfectly, like nothing happened.
"I take full responsibility," she said, bowing gracefully. "The formation was my idea."
"It was mine," Lin Ruoyan corrected, stepping in with a fiery glare. "He's under my protection."
"You mean my husband," Little Fox chirped as she pranced in behind them. "We already shared snacks!"
Mu Qingling entered in silence, eyes sharp as sword qi.
Feng Yuling walked past everyone and placed a single ice flower on the Sect Master's desk.
"He's mine," she said. "The rest can watch."
The sect went silent.
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Sect Master's Verdict
The old man sighed.
"So be it."
Wang Li's eyes widened. "W-What does that mean?!"
The Sect Master gestured.
"You have one month to settle the internal relationship chaos you've caused. In that time, you will train harder than ever before, master two cultivation realms, and ensure no further formation activations… or I marry you off to all of them at once!"
"WHAT?!"
"Meeting dismissed!"
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Back at Wang Li's Courtyard
Later that night…
Wang Li crawled into his rebuilt bed—alone—only to hear a knock at the window.
It was Bai Mei, holding wine.
Then Lin Ruoyan, holding a cultivation scroll.
Then Mu Qingling, dragging a sword training dummy.
Then Feng Yuling, who said nothing but froze his teacup.
And then… Little Fox arrived by falling through the ceiling.
"Ready for round two~?" she chirped.
Wang Li screamed into his pillow.