Da long was currently pistoning into the final woman of this village as the rest lay around him, covered in white and unconscious.

The final woman let out one final toe curling screech before she came and pa.s.sed out. Standing up, Da long continued shooting his yang Qi onto her face and chest. Sighing, he waved his hand and sucked all the women into his little world.

He had been busy for three days; and this made his 8th conquered village. All the women were very weak, which resulted in them being incredibly susceptible to his aura. Even though stronger women were too, these ones were simply too easy.

"Not too shabby," he sighed, stretching his back. Within these three days, he had added 306 new women to his snowy little world. To make things even better, each one broke through to the Body Realm. Although they were still considerably weak since most girls broke through at the ages of 13-15, it wasn't a problem for him.

Jumping onto the air, he turned into a little gold dragon an sped off into the sky. Of course he had no plans to stop conquering villages. Laughing evilly in his head, he turned into a white twinkle in the night. (At the same time in an alternate universe, a man with blue hair and woman with red hair s.h.i.+vered. "OH NO!" they both screamed. "Pikachu, use lightning bolt!" "Pika, Pikaaachuuuuu" *KABOOM* "We're blasting off agaaaaaaaaaain!" Like that, they disappeared into the night sky with only a white twinkle. Nodding in satisfaction, the 40 year old man who looked like he was still 12, nodded in satisfaction.)

*Back at the castle*

Kuini had returned to the capitol after reading Da long's letter telling her he would be busy for the coming weeks. Sighing, she lay in bed rubbing her temples. On her lap were several hundred letters around the disappearance of dozen villages; the very same villages that acted as meat and fur suppliers. According the the accounts, all the women who were there the previous week had gone missing. The only thing left behind were slight traces of frozen blood, and an odd frozen white liquid. Kuini might be an airhead, but she had enough brains to put 2 and 2 together.

Talking to Yu'er she shook her head and said, "Tell them to not worry. Da long's already been on this case for a long time..."

Nodding, Yu'er left.

*Back to Da long*

"N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH" "N~YEH"

Da long was currently conquering his, 2,000th villager woman, thrusting so far into he that she felt it would come out her throat. Shooting out his yang Qi, he pulled out and began covering the six dozen or so women he had just done.

This time around, many traders, caravans and guilds had begun deploying guards to protect the villages. Of course Da long wouldn't complain. The guards were all At the late Body Realm stages, and were able to more of his dragon's power than the village women.

Waving an arm, they all disappeared. Looking into his little world, he decided to follow them.

Arriving at the pool side of the first village at the base of the mountain, he was greeted with over 600 hundred women running towards him yelling, "HUUUUUSBAND!"

Smiling, he sat down in a throne the women had prepared for him. Matching his now manly and regal appearance, it was Gold with blue cus.h.i.+oning. "Ladies, take turns using your mouth to milk my dragon's yang Qi." Closing his eyes, he leaned back into his chair. Nodding, their leader: Tian Leng, stepped forward and kneeled between his legs. Taking his ma.s.sive dragon into her hands, she began wetting it. She had to take a full step back before she could begin to cram it into her mouth.

Da long's consciousness had begun to combine with his little world as he oversaw it from above. Looking at the scene from above he couldn't help but feel a wave of elation hit his soul. What man wouldn't feel this way knowing that there were literally thousands of woman waiting on you night and day, just to serve you with all their might?

Shaking his head, he got to his task. Although it would use up a good portion of his divinity, it was well worth it in his mind.

As he had done with his mother at his birth, he began to give every woman here their own system. He could hear the shouts and cries of surprise as each woman received the same notification in front of their eyes, and a ding in their ear.

The first thing he did was give each active woman a mission: {[Make your husband c.u.m in less than 15 minutes] rewards: Remaining Time = Remaining GP, XP.}

None of the women knew what the GP or Xp meant, but since it was saying it was a reward, they would of course work extra hard. Plus in their minds, just getting a taste of his delicious white juice was reward in and of itself.

Next, Da long began adding things that had always interested him. Thinking back to that system and reincarnation G.o.ddess, who's name he had forgotten, he started implementing things she said were some of the best features.

These were things like: A party system. Six girls could get together and form a party. They would be able to a.s.sist each other in completing missions, plus could keep track of each other's location and health/status.

Each woman was given her own customizable profile as well. It kept track of what missions they had completed, as well as their levels and Harem Rank. She could add in a special image of herself or whatever she wanted, plus right extra info about herself/ daily thoughts. Each girl could have a base amount of 50 friends on their profile, each of whose faces would be at the bottom right. Each time they level up, they would get +15 friend slots.

Every girl would get a "daily goal," "weekly goal," "monthly goal," and a "yearly goal" to complete. to complete. Completing would result in a certain amount of XP, and a special badge they could exhibit on their profile.

Beyond this, there was a ma.s.sive hub where the girls could get together and party, search for bonus missions, start discussions, or sell/trade on the market. Trading 1 for 1 would net the women no loss.

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To sell on the market, they would list it at a suggested price, or one they chose themselves. Another girl would buy it from her through the system. To make up for his loss of divinity, Da long charged a 15% tax on all market transactions. He would them be able to use his wealth to grind into spare divinity.

As for missions, he made it somewhat automatic. It would request girls to gather rare herbs, hunt wild beasts, recruit more women to the harem, or michealaeus things like: forging, crafting, and alchemy. He set the mission grades at: C,D,E, and F. He calculated that C was the most these women could handle since highest they were, was in the Transcendent Realm. The missions that appeared would only appear for the women the system deemed 'able' to complete it in a 6 woman party.

There were two High-Tier rewards he set. For missions rated C, each woman would be able to flip a coin and randomly receive either a bottle of Da long's creamy yang Qi, are a 'dragon book.' The dragon book served two functions. The women would be able to learn a new dragon related combat move or Art (created by Da long, although he doesn't tell them that.) It was the same type of book he gave his mother through her system.

The woman would first use the book to memorize the technique or art. The second function it offered was: it can be traded for a guarantee to be able to dual-cultivate with her husband, Da long for as long as she was able to stay conscious.

Smiling, Da long was pleased with his system, and returned his consciousness to his body which was in mid-climax. Opening his eyes, he watched as the woman kneeling before him was unable to swallow it all due to bother her mouth and stomach being full. As a result, she had no choice but to pull it out and let it continue shooting onto her face and splattering the women behind her. In response, the women greedily licked themselves clean before the other women had a chance to jump them.

Swallowing the ma.s.sive amount of yang Qi in her mouth, there was a loud *GULP*. "YES!" she shouted, throwing her little fist into the air. "HAHA! I had 1:42 left, that means 142Gp and 142XP!" As she said this, several of the girls started pulling up her profile and saw that she was now Level 2. She also had a profile badge labeled: 15 minute veteran. It was like a red upright square with cylindrical top. It was bright red with a white '15' in the middle.

Most of the girls grumbled and complained after seeing that. So far over two dozen women had served him, and only two had managed to complete the first mission. The women who had yet to do it, were excited instead, thinking about how they could rub their achievement in the others' faces.

In complete bliss, Da long smiled, closed his eyes, and leaned back. 'Not this is how life is supposed to be lived.'