The silence that followed their tearful confession settled between Raj and his women like a sacred wind—warm, trembling, charged with something deeper than any vow uttered in a temple or binding carved into stone.
If love without regret meant 100%, then what coursed through those women now reached into impossible numbers—200%, 300%, breaking the scale entirely. Their devotion no longer felt like an emotion; it felt like a force of nature. A tidal surge ready to flatten mountains, drown gods and demons alike, and carve a world where their husband would never again stand alone.
Raj felt that devotion before he understood it. It was in the tremble of fingers that clutched his sleeves, in the uneven breaths pressed against his chest, in the way their eyes shone with feverish sincerity as if their souls themselves were kneeling before him.
That sincerity hit Raj harder than any nuclear blast he had ever ordered, harder than the sight of Guanyin falling from divinity. He had never—truly never—been confessed to like this, by an entire family of women who saw him not as a hero, but as their man.
His face flushed crimson.
And of course, Tie Shan's younger-sister energy was the first to catch it. "Oh my, Brother-in-law is blushing…"
Raj stiffened. "No way… I'm not—"
Tie Chui blinked innocently. "But your ears are red, Young Master Raj!"
Raj scratched at his cheeks, mortified. How could he, the man who had confronted Tathagata, ripped Guanyin from her pedestal, detonated suns across the sky—be undone by a chorus of sincere women telling him they'd slaughter gods for him?
It didn't help that Yu'er (Yuxin), already soft-hearted beyond reason, clasped him in a tight hug, burying her face in his chest. "Young Master Raj is so cute like this. I want to hug him forever…"
His heart nearly stopped.
But Tie Fan—his first woman in this world, older sister, steadier than steel—heard something else. She heard the onlookers.
She turned sharply. "Enough. Stop fooling around. We should go back."
Only then did Raj register the murmurs spreading through the mall like wildfire.
"Is this a web-series shoot?"
"A time-travel drama?"
"That guy looks like a Three Kingdoms general…"
"No, look at all his wives—this production must be huge!"
And then:
"Miss, what's the name of your movie? I'll watch it!"
"We support handsome actors and beautiful actresses!"
Zhang Xiaodan's apprentice immediately jumped into character. "Sorry everyone! We're filming! Please make way!"
Raj nearly choked.
But Tie Shan, always the one to act while everyone else processed, seized his wrist and tugged him forward. "Let's go quickly!"
The women followed in a clustered formation—protective, half-panicked, fiercely devoted.
On the way, Raj discreetly accessed his temporary digital locker and pulled out Guanyin's unconscious form. He no longer had a space bracelet; he would never again make the mistake of relying on a single point of failure. The idea of being caught without safety nets made a cold line trace his spine. This would be the last time something like Guanyin's ambush would ever endanger his women.
For now, Tie Shan casually tossed the restrained Guanyin into her own ring. As far as she was concerned, the Bodhisattva had become nothing more than an inconvenience and a bargaining chip.
Zhang Xiaodan led them quickly back to her villa.
The moment they entered the house, a girl flung herself onto Raj like a missile. "Idol! You're amazing! Can you tell me—what were your feelings when you wanted to destroy the world for your wife?" Raj blinked.
Tie Shan blinked.
Tie Fan narrowed her eyes, wondering whether she should smack the girl aside.
Raj gave his wife a helpless look—Who is this creature?
Zhang Xiaodan coughed awkwardly. "Sorry, she's my apprentice. She's been your fan since she was little…"
Raj nodded. "I… understand." He turned to the girl. "There's no feeling to speak of. Isn't it natural to avenge your lover?"
"But that was billions of lives…" she protested, eyes wide with shallow innocence.
"What about billions of lives?" Raj said flatly. "They are not worth a single finger of my woman. If killing them would bring her back, I would do it again without hesitation."
The girl's eyes sparkled with feral adoration. "Idol… I think I've fallen in love with you…"
Raj's eyes widened in horror—and then widened again when he caught his wives smiling. Not angry.
Not jealous.
Encouraging.
He nearly fainted. Since when were they so generous!?
Zhang Xiaodan's apprentice, Zhang Tongtong, hopped down reluctantly. Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaodan herself looked like she was barely suppressing the exact same words.
Raj exhaled heavily. He was not built for this level of admiration.
Before he could orient himself, he busied himself with something that made sense: money.
Red Queen had integrated seamlessly with modern networks. Within minutes she siphoned funds—1 cent at a time—from tens of millions of dead accounts. It was legal gray-space, ethically complicated, but Raj did not care.
Not after what he had done.
Not after nearly losing everything.
By the end, over 2 billion USD sat quietly in an account under his name.
He would build something new. A fortress. A sanctuary. A safehouse network across multiple planes. This world's modernity would become his advantage—and never again would a saint's lotus petals threaten his wives.
But for now, he needed a home.
When he mentioned moving out, Zhang Xiaodan looked distraught. "Are you uncomfortable here?"
Tie Shan answered smoothly. "Our husband feels bad imposing on you. And it's inconvenient for so many people."
Long story short: Zhang Xiaodan clearly didn't want them to leave.
Tie Shan sighed. As the older sister was calm, the younger one was perceptive. She turned, folded her arms, and asked point-blank:
"Xiaodan, tell your sister the truth. Have you fallen in love with my husband?"
Zhang Xiaodan's face turned scarlet.
Tie Shan nodded sagely. "Good. I thought you were suppressing it. I was prepared to help you."
Zhang Xiaodan sputtered. "I—I do like him!" A long time ago, she was a demon fan... A demon fan is a fan of the Heartbound Demon Emperor... and a brainless fan...
After all, the deeds that Raj did for his women were too bewitching for these little female demons who had just gained consciousness. It didn't have as much impact on the male demons, after all, the same sex repels each other...
"Then don't be shy," Tie Shan said, as if granting divine permission. "I'll help you this time."
Thus, two additional women—Zhang Xiaodan and her apprentice—unintentionally joined Raj's harem.
That night, entirely by accident, because of Tie Shan's mischief and Raj's blindfolded state, the master-and-apprentice pair ended up in his arms. Raj was pleased. The women were satisfied.
That night——————
With two cries filled with pain and pleasure... the virginity of two female demons was destroyed in Raj's hands.
Since things had already happened, Raj could only accept the fact that he had two more women, besides pretending to slap Tie Shan's upturned buttocks a few times as a warning...
He couldn't do something like pulling out and being heartless. He would never abandon responsibility—because he was Raj, and neglect was not in his vocabulary. He could only comfort both women the best he could afterwards
At the moment, he could only appease the master and apprentice as much as possible and give them the most pleasant first time...
After a long and steaming night; Morning came.
Zhang Xiaodan, glowing with an unmistakably nourished aura, arrived at work. The employees noticed instantly. "Good morning, Director Zhang!"
"You look beautiful today!"
"President Zhang, are you in love?"
Yao Yao, a lively young employee, teased her mercilessly until Zhang Xiaodan showed her phone's wallpaper—a candid of Raj in modern clothes. Yao Yao nearly fainted.
But also: She grew suspicious.
Who was this man?
Why did her boss fall so deeply, so fast?
Was this man dangerous?
Was she being deceived?
She decided to investigate Raj behind Zhang Xiaodan's back.
Meanwhile, downstairs in a hidden storage room...
Raj sat calmly on a sofa, legs crossed, cigar smoking slightly. In front of him, bound to an iron standing frame, was Guanyin.
Her clothes had been replaced with something plain, her former radiance reduced to human fragility. She glared at him with hollow pride.
"Monster. You can kill me, but I will never beg," she hissed.
Raj exhaled a slow stream of smoke. "Oh? Still proud?"
His tone was not lustful—only cold, controlled, clinical.
He tapped his cigarette, then rose with casual menace. "Listen carefully, Guanyin. My hatred has cooled since finding my wives alive. But you—your recklessness almost cost me everything."
She spat back, "The Heavenly Dao will punish you!"
Raj smiled and waved in two maids—Chunhua and Qiuyue—wearing modern maid outfits. "Girls," he said lazily. "Our compassionate Bodhisattva needs some company."
The maids obeyed instantly,
"Okay, Young Master, hee hee!" The two little girls, who had already adapted to local customs and put on black and white maid outfits, stood up and walked towards the woman hanging there with a smile...
"Don't come over..." but the maids didn't stop, removing those simple looking clothes making her completely naked.
Then they changed her bounding and hung her horizontally with all limbs spreadind widely. Exposing every part of her in this humiliating posture.
The maids then slowly began to tease her lips, breasts and eventualy moving downwards making it difficult for her to be clear headed.
"You... you are helping the evildoer... you will be struck by lightning..."
"No... don't touch there... there... no.. not there…..!"
"Ah——————!"
"The Bodhisattva isn't that great either!" Raj stood up with a smile, looked at the puddle of water at the woman's feet, and teased, "I thought the Bodhisattva was so noble... but she also has desires!"
"Huff... huff... huff...!" Guanyin glared at Raj fiercely, without any strength in her body...
"I like that look in your eyes!" As Raj spoke, he walked behind Guanyin and unbuckled his belt... "It makes me feel like a bad guy!"
"You... what are you going to do!" Guanyin felt a hot thing pressing against her vital parts and said in a panic, "Don't mess around..."
"What do you mean mess around!" As Raj spoke, he thrust forward forcefully. "I call this saving a lost lamb!"
"Ah————!" A shrill scream rang out... Guanyin was penetrated, deflowered in front and back both without mercy...
An hour later... Guanyin shouted in panic, "How... how is it possible... Heartbond Eternal Spring Sutra Heart... wasn't it already... ah...!"
The rest was just a release of remaining pent-up frustration from that incident resulting in a storm of intense BDSM-style session and a blush-inducing sound of what happened...
From then on, there was no more Guanyin Bodhisattva in the world. There was only a well-behaved little maid named Guan Guan, who was also a meat machine...
Meanwhile…
Yao Yao, at work, sat tapping furiously on her keyboard, drowning in confusion, jealousy, and worry for her boss. She clicked through a local forum to distract herself—only to stumble on a red pinned post:
[What's the point of showing off affection? Some men live on hell difficulty while others are on newbie tutorial mode!]
Curious, she clicked.
There, she found several pictures:
Raj.
Raj surrounded by beautiful women.
Raj touching cheeks, holding hands, hugging them tenderly.
Raj from various angles—deadly handsome, impossibly composed.
Yao Yao's heart nearly stopped. She read the comments spiraling below.
"Who is this guy!?"
"How does he have so many wives!?"
"I want to die…"
"Brothers, we've lost!"