The Story How I Kept Stealing The Xianxia Yuri Protagonist Harem

Luo Wusheng had no words to describe the scene unfolding before him.

If he had to put it into a single word—

Holy shit!

As he stood there, utterly stunned, the adorable little pink fox flicked its three tails with an air of majesty, treading lightly in midair.

Meanwhile, the massive tribulation lightning, countless times larger than the tiny fox, shattered inch by inch.

The little pink fox lifted its head slightly and took a deep breath.

The shattered lightning flowed like a stream into its mouth.

From Luo Wusheng’s perspective, in the blink of an eye, the entire first bolt of tribulation lightning had been devoured.

And yet—

The little creature still seemed unsatisfied, licking its lips in delight.

Behind it, the third tail grew even more solid.

Luo Wusheng swallowed hard.

His gaze instinctively drifted to his own shoulder.

The wound from where the fox had bitten him earlier throbbed slightly, and when he thought about how the same set of teeth had just chomped through tribulation lightning like a snack…

‘Damn… those teeth are no joke.’

A chill ran through him as he exhaled.

Miss Yao Ji, you are terrifying!

This wasn’t just an early stage Nascent Soul Realm creature anymore.

With this ability to consume tribulation lightning, even if she only exerted half her power in a fight, she could probably obliterate a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator with ease.

Good thing they were on good terms.

As long as he hadn’t done anything in the past to completely enrage her, he shouldn’t have to worry about suddenly losing an arm.

“Judging by how this is going… it looks like the little pink fox can handle the entire tribulation on her own?”

More thunder boomed from the sky—

But every last bolt of lightning became nourishment for the fox’s three tails.

A true powerhouse at work!

Luo Wusheng didn’t even have to lift a finger.

After all, the fox needed to consume the lightning to recover.

If he interfered, he might even mess things up.

With that thought, he turned his attention to the Phantomless floating in his hand.

It had successfully advanced!

Now, it just needed to endure the tribulation, and it would be complete.

Its base power had increased significantly, and it still retained its two signature abilities—

No, not just retained—

They had evolved!

First, the “Public Display” ability.

It still worked the same way—the more spectators, the more recognition it got, the stronger it became.

But now, it has an additional function.

The newly evolved “Public Display” could now collect and store the collected recognition value, instead of needing it to be used right away.

Instead of only activating during live performances, the artifact could now store recognition value collected over time.

Though some energy would decay, and it wouldn’t be as efficient as real-time recognition, at least it was no longer limited to specific moments.

And—

It didn’t even have to be the Phantomless itself receiving the recognition.

As long as Luo Wusheng was the one that are getting the recognition value, the artifact would automatically store it.

He pondered this for a moment before shifting his attention to the second ability.

The charging conditions had changed slightly.

The concept of “gifts” was no longer limited to physical objects…

However, there seemed to be specific rules at play.

Luo Wusheng hadn’t fully grasped the new mechanics yet—he’d need to experiment.

Just as he was deep in thought—

He suddenly froze.

His spiritual awareness picked up on a large group approaching from the distance—

Each one radiating overwhelming power.

And among them—

He sensed a few familiar presences.

‘Is that… the little pink fox’s subordinates?’

He recognized the auras of the timid Xiao Guai and the second-in-command Elder Ape.

Just as he was processing this—

An urgent voice rang in his mind.

“Behind you! Be careful!”

The little pink fox’s warning came just a second too late.

Luo Wusheng’s heart tightened—

But before he could react—

It was already too late.

Yet, in the void behind him, a faint purple lightning flash flickered mysteriously.

Though it was small, the power surging within it was unmistakably at the Nascent Soul level.

More terrifyingly, its speed was astonishing—so fast that there was no time to react.

Luo Wusheng, only just realizing the danger, felt a scorching heat behind him.

His instincts kicked in, but it was too late.

Barely mustering a sliver of spiritual energy, he reflexively raised his right hand in an attempt to block—

But the purple lightning had already climbed up his arm.

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Some Distance from the Tribulation Clouds

Just as Luo Wusheng had expected, the Tree Netherkin Xiao Guai and Elder Ape, leading a group of various Netherkins, were approaching the site of the tribulation.

“I can already see the tribulation clouds! And there—look, the Netherqueen is devouring the lightning—”

“Her third tail looks like it’s nearly fully formed!”

The winged sparrow Netherkin, Ah Que, flapped his wings excitedly, his beady eyes gleaming with anticipation.

His innate ability allowed him to see things from a great distance, making him the perfect scout.

Elder Ape could do the same—and even directly teleport them to the tribulation site.

But none of the Netherkins present wanted that to happen.

They feared his bad habit would resurface—

If he misjudged the distance again and teleported them right under the tribulation clouds, causing the tribulation to mutate…

That would interfere with the Netherqueen’s restoration, and they would be beyond redemption.

So instead—they walked, they flew—whatever kept them safe.

“Do you see the Demon Sect’s Holy Saint? Is he near the Netherqueen?” a Deer Netherkin suddenly asked.

Before Ah Que could answer—

Laughter erupted from the Netherkincrowd.

“Ah Lu, don’t tell me you’ve actually been influenced by Xiao Guai? Do you seriously think the Netherqueen would fall for a mere human? Impossible!”

“Exactly! Even ignoring the difference between Netherkins and humans—our Netherqueen is a mighty Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator! How could she develop feelings for some brat who hasn’t even reached the Nascent Soul Realm?”

“Right! Even if he’s some so-called Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, at most he’ll become the future Sect Master of the Demon Sect. But compared to our Netherqueen? Hah! He’s worlds apart!”

“I agree. Besides, he hasn’t even reached the Nascent Soul Realm yet, while that tribulation is clearly at the mid-to-late Nascent Soul level! Even I would have to avoid it, so how could he possibly endure it? He’s probably waiting safely somewhere nearby, letting the Netherqueen handle the tribulation for him.”

Laughter and agreement rippled through the group.

At the front of the procession, Xiao Guai pouted.

By now, she had been branded a fearmonger for her previous claims.

But just then—

Ah Que, their scout, suddenly stopped.

His tiny eyes widened in shock, disbelief written all over his face.

“N-No way… He hasn’t even reached Nascent Soul… How could he… No, even I wouldn’t…”

The Netherkins paused, confusion spreading across their faces.

“Oi, Ah Que! What’s wrong?!”

The Tree Netherkin tilted her head, curious.

But Ah Que remained frozen, completely stunned.

The group of Netherkins exchanged glances—then, as if sensing something ominous, they rushed forward.

At last, the tribulation clouds came into view—

And what they saw stole their breath away.

Under the roaring storm of tribulation lightning—

A handsome young man stood, his right arm engulfed by terrifying purple lightning.

The lightning coiled and crackled, climbing from his arm to his shoulder, casting a blinding glow on half of his face.

His black hair was in disarray, mingling with the crackling arcs of electricity.

And yet—

His eyes were utterly calm.

Within them, tiny arcs of lightning flickered like stars igniting in the void.

He gazed toward the Netherkin crowd—

And in that moment, every Nascent Soul Realm Netherkin present felt their hearts tremble.

As if—

They were staring at a Great Netherfiend descending upon the world.