Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

The one who appeared before the white-furred Rat was none other than the Netherqueen, Yao Ji, along with XIao Guai and Elder Ape, all searching for Luo Wusheng.
In the final moments of the previous day, Yao Ji finally sensed traces of the Xuanji Technique on Luo Wusheng. The location was in Sword Province, though the exact spot remained unclear.

Nevertheless, she rushed to Sword Province from the Royal City immediately.
She didn’t even know why she was so out of character.
Clearly, among everyone present at that time, she was the one who understood the most and had the least reason to worry about Luo Wusheng’s safety…

Was it because she didn’t trust her “good friend” enough?
Impossible. If that were the case, she wouldn’t have chosen her “good friend” to help her lift the suppression of the late emperor of the Immortal Nation.
But if not for this reason…

Despite being the former Monarch of the Netherkin Nation of her era, even she couldn’t figure out what exactly she was feeling.
Meanwhile, XIao Guai and Elder Ape were casting increasingly peculiar glances at her with the passing time.
The same was true at this moment.

Upon arriving in Sword Province, Yao Ji immediately ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) began a thorough search after sensing Luo Wusheng’s presence in the region.
Finally, today, she heard news of Luo Wusheng. After releasing her spiritual awareness, she could feel that not only was his aura stable, but it had grown even more condensed. Her heart inexplicably felt at ease.
Perhaps, all she wanted was confirmation of his safety.

Her figure disappeared from the spot.
Left behind were XIao Guai and Elder Ape, who exchanged strange looks while holding the completely sealed white-furred Rat.
But XIao Guai refused to meet Elder Ape’s gaze again when he tried for a second look, making the atmosphere even more awkward.

The little Tree Netherkin sighed inwardly as she swung the Rat by its head.
Could it be that the Netherqueen… had truly fallen for that Holy Saint of the Demon Sect?
As one of the closest confidants of the Netherqueen, she knew quite a bit of inside information.

For example, although the Netherqueen had a cultivation base at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, she didn’t have the temperament of one who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years. Especially when it came to matters of love.
She was deeply worried that the Netherqueen might fall victim to the sweet-talking tricks of that man who liked to call himself Long Dahai.
‘That Holy Saint of the Demon Sect is obviously a master of glib words… Just last time, when I saw him, there were two more women by his side. And that plain-looking disciple of the Sword Sect who was present at the Demon Artifact Pavilion’s grand opening? Nowhere to be seen yesterday…’
Surely, she was abandoned for being plain!

Heh, Men.
…
At the mouth of a rocky cave, Luo Wusheng stood under the sunlight, smiling as he locked eyes with the breathtaking woman who suddenly appeared before him.

“Young Master…”
Yao Ji’s enchanting eyes quivered slightly as she softly called out.
Luo Wusheng nodded with a smile. “Miss Yao Ji, you truly were the first to find me—”

But before he could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly.
A slender jade-like hand gently grabbed his right wrist.
As warm spiritual energy flowed into his body, Luo Wusheng felt a slight warmth in his heart.

“Nascent Soul? No… there are no traces of Dao flowing, nor is there a Nascent Soul formed in your Dantian. What realm is this?”
A trace of confusion flashed in Yao Ji’s radiant eyes. However, after a moment, she let out a breath of relief.
“There are no hidden dangers, and your spiritual energy flows smoothly… Though this one doesn’t know what you experienced to reach your current realm, as long as you’re fine, that’s all that matters.”

Her unparalleled beauty was now adorned with a genuinely relieved smile.
The sincerity and warmth in her voice, combined with her ethereal tone, softened Luo Wusheng’s heart.
Momentarily setting aside the pressures of the Buddhist Sect’s schemes, he gently extended his left hand to place it over the hand she had on his wrist.

Then, he paused again.
Through his senses, he realized that the Netherqueen’s spiritual energy was nearly depleted. Upon closer inspection of her face, he could detect faint signs of exhaustion.
Had she been searching for him tirelessly since he was transported away yesterday? With her still-unrecovered cultivation?

This thought filled Luo Wusheng’s heart with a mix of emotions.
It made sense that if anyone were to come looking for him, the Netherqueen would be the most likely. After all, she possessed the vision and means of someone at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm and had a good relationship with the little white-haired grandma who had transported him here.
But he hadn’t expected her to find him so quickly.

Barely a day had passed since his disappearance, and he had even spent part of it in the mysterious realm of the Headless Buddha statue…
For her to locate him so quickly in her current weakened state must not have been an easy task.
With this realization, Luo Wusheng silently cursed a certain Tower Master of the Heavenly Divination Tower, the “good friend” of the little pink fox.

That girl must be watching everything from behind the scenes.
Luo Wusheng shook his head lightly, pondering what to say to Yao Ji, when an inexplicable impulse suddenly surged within him.
Unknowingly, his gaze fell on the little pink fox’s hand that he was holding.

It was a perfect hand—proportionate, slender, and fair, with just the right amount of flesh where it was needed and a touch of delicacy where it should be. The texture was exquisite to the touch.
It was this very hand that had played those breathtakingly moving Guqin melodies…
‘Hiss—it’s happening!’

Luo Wusheng’s expression changed instantly, and he moved as though he was about to let go of the little pink fox’s hand.
But he was still a step too late.
At that moment, a dazzling light burst forth from his left palm.

Then, he felt the enchanting figure in front of him tremble slightly, accompanied by a soft, alluring gasp.
The light dissipated in an instant.
Luo Wusheng froze.

The woman before him looked both familiar and unfamiliar.
Two pink fox ears had appeared on Yao Ji’s head. They seemed sensitive, twitching slightly in the gentle breeze, tempting one to reach out and touch them.
Behind her, three beautiful tails—two solid and one illusory—extended gracefully. These fluffy, silky tails swayed incessantly, seemingly reflecting their owner’s chaotic emotions at that moment.

Coincidentally, two figures appeared behind the Netherqueen at that very moment.
It was none other than her maidservant, XIao Guai, and Elder Ape, who had arrived a step too late.
Seeing their Netherqueen in this state, both confidants looked utterly stunned.

Especially the little Tree Netherkin.
She vividly remembered how the Netherqueen had once instructed her during her lessons on transforming into their Human Form. She had explicitly emphasized the importance of resembling a human as closely as possible, just as her own Human Form did, showing no trace of her nine-tailed fox heritage.
But now, standing before her…

The air grew still and silent.
The most shaken of all, Yao Ji, finally came back to her senses and turned her gaze to Luo Wusheng.
A faint flush still lingered on her face, but her expression carried an unsettlingly gentle smile.

“…Young Master.”
“Do. You. Want. To. Die?”