A soft breeze brushed against Souta's skin. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a vast, grassy plain. The sky was clearer than anything he had ever seen before, dotted with floating islands and streaks of light where cultivators soared.
He sat up slowly, rubbing his head.
"Where… am I?"
Before he could even process the absurdity of the situation, a calm, mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Welcome, Host. You have been chosen by the Heavens.]
A glowing screen appeared before him, displaying a single message:
[Congratulations! You have acquired the unique ability: **One Breakthrough Per Second.**]
Souta blinked. "Huh?"
Then, his body trembled. A warm, intoxicating energy filled his veins, surging through every inch of his being.
[Qi Condensation Realm achieved.]
[Foundation Establishment Realm achieved.]
[Golden Core Realm achieved.]
He barely had time to react before the voice continued.
[Nascent Soul Realm achieved.]
[Spirit King Realm achieved.]
[Divine Transformation Realm achieved.]
His body pulsed with supreme being like strength. His senses sharpened. He felt like he could lift mountains, crush rivers, and obliterate armies with a single glance.
The wind around him trembled. The sky itself seemed to react to his presence.
"…Holy shit."
He had done nothing. Not a single second of training, not a drop of effort—yet he had already surpassed what should take geniuses thousands of years to accomplish.
He looked down at his hands. The power rushing through him was intoxicating. It was overwhelming. It was…
"…kind of boring."
Sure, being absurdly strong was nice. But was there any excitement in it? If no one could challenge him, what was the fun?
Then, he heard voices. Soft, feminine voices.
He turned his head and saw them. A group of beautiful female cultivators stood not too far away, staring at him in shock. Dressed in elegant robes, their figures were exquisite, their features flawless.
More importantly, they were looking at him with awe and curiosity.
Souta's lips curled into a grin.
"Ladies," he said smoothly, brushing imaginary dust from his sleeve. "Why don't we get to know each other?"
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The women gasped as Souta took a step forward, his aura rippling like a tidal wave. The ground beneath him cracked, unable to withstand the sheer force of his existence.
"W-Who are you?" one of them stammered, her delicate fingers trembling as she clutched the hilt of her sword.
Souta smirked. "Just a traveler passing through."
His words were casual, but the sheer pressure he exuded was anything but. The women felt as if a divine being had descended before them. Even their sect elders didn't possess such an overwhelming presence.
One of the more composed women, a tall beauty with icy blue eyes, narrowed her gaze. "No ordinary traveler possesses such strength."
Souta chuckled, raising his hand. A single flick of his fingers sent a shockwave through the air, flattening an entire patch of forest behind them. The sheer ease with which he displayed such power left them breathless.
One of the younger women swallowed hard, her cheeks turning red. "He's… so strong…"
Souta stepped closer, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement. "Now then, ladies, I could use some guidance in this world. Perhaps you could… accompany me?"
Some of them instinctively took a step back, wary of his overwhelming aura, but others hesitated, unable to tear their eyes away from the man who had effortlessly demonstrated supreme being like strength.
The icy-eyed beauty finally spoke. "Very well. If you truly seek guidance, we shall take you to our sect."
Souta's grin widened. "Perfect. I do hope your sect has many beauties waiting to greet me."
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Souta followed the women toward a grand sect gate, standing tall with shimmering runes etched into its structure. Beyond it, he could see mountains filled with floating palaces and training grounds bustling with cultivators.
[Heavenly Jade Sect detected.]
As they walked, his power continued to rise.
[Sky Emperor Realm achieved.]
[Void Monarch Realm achieved.]
[Celestial Saint Realm achieved.]
The icy-eyed woman noticed the subtle ripples in the air around him. "Your aura keeps growing… What kind of monster are you?"
Souta smirked. "The fun kind."
As they entered the sect, disciples stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening at the powerful, otherworldly presence he radiated. Some of them trembled instinctively. Others kinda enjoyed it.....
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The Heavenly Jade Sect had never been this quiet before. Disciples froze in their tracks as Souta leisurely walked through their sacred grounds, his aura spreading like an unseen storm.
With each step, the earth beneath him cracked slightly. The very air trembled. He was beyond what this world could comprehend.
[Celestial Overlord Realm achieved.]
[Divine Emperor Realm achieved.]
[Ethereal Overlord Realm achieved.]
The beautiful female cultivators who had escorted him before were now unable to move, overwhelmed by his presence. Even the elders, the so-called untouchable masters of the sect, had gathered, staring in horror and disbelief.
"He's… growing stronger every second," one of the Grand Elders whispered, his voice trembling. "Impossible… This defies all logic!"
Souta chuckled. "Logic? That's a cute concept."
He lazily raised a hand, and a gust of wind swept through the sect. Instantly, several buildings trembled, and even the protective formations flickered. He wasn't even trying, yet his mere existence was enough to shake the foundations of a top-tier sect.
A young woman, dressed in white robes, gulped. "Is he… a supreme being?"
Souta smirked. "A supreme being? No, I'm just a man with simple desires." His eyes gleamed mischievously as he scanned the sect's countless female disciples. "And right now, I feel like making some new friends."
The sect's headmaster, an old yet dignified man, stepped forward. "Young man! You may be powerful, but this is the Heavenly Jade Sect. You cannot simply do as you please!"
Souta raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what exactly are you going to do about it?"
The headmaster's face darkened. He wasn't a fool. He could sense that this man's strength had already surpassed the mortal plane. But the dignity of the sect had to be maintained.
"Even if you are powerful, you must abide by our rules—"
Souta snapped his fingers.
*BOOM!*
A colossal shockwave erupted from his body, sending an invisible pressure crashing down on the entire sect. The skies darkened. The mountains trembled. Disciples fell to their knees, unable to withstand the sheer force of his presence.
The headmaster himself staggered, cold sweat forming on his forehead. "You…!"
Souta sighed, flexing his fingers. "I could wipe out this entire sect with a thought. But…" His gaze shifted toward the trembling beauties in the crowd, their eyes locked onto him with a mixture of fear and admiration. "That would be a waste."
He turned back to the headmaster. "Tell you what. I'll let your sect exist… on one condition."
The headmaster gritted his teeth. "What condition?"
Souta grinned. "I'll be staying here. And every beautiful disciple you have… belongs to me."
Gasps erupted throughout the sect. Some were outraged, some were stunned… and some, particularly the young female disciples, blushed as they sneaked glances at the overwhelmingly dominant man before them.
The headmaster trembled in fury. "You—"
Souta raised his hand, and the very sky split apart. A golden divine aura erupted, shaking the heavens. It was a clear message: *resist, and face annihilation.*
The headmaster fell silent.
The elders exchanged nervous glances.
And then, one of the female disciples, a striking beauty with long black hair and piercing violet eyes, stepped forward. She was the number one genius of the sect, the Ice Phoenix Fairy, known for her cold demeanor.
"I… will accept," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The sect gasped again.
Souta smirked. "Smart girl."
Another disciple hesitated, then stepped forward. "Me too…"
One by one, more girls followed, their resistance crumbling before his sheer might. Soon, dozens of sect beauties stood before him, their faces flushed with a strange mix of awe and surrender.
The headmaster sighed in defeat. There was no stopping this monster.
Souta stretched, yawning. "Good. Now, ladies, let's get to know each other better, shall we?"
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Souta walked through the Heavenly Jade Sect like he owned the place. Technically, he didn't—but who was going to stop him?
Every step he took sent ripples through the air. The sect disciples, both male and female, turned to stare. The men felt suffocated by his aura, while the women… well, their reactions were much more enjoyable.
Some bit their lips, some blushed, and a few bold ones whispered among themselves.
"Who is he?"
"A new disciple? No, that pressure… he's beyond an elder!"
"I've never seen someone so… mesmerizing."
Souta smirked, soaking in the attention. It felt good to be worshiped.
[Supreme Ascendant Realm achieved.]
[Void Sovereign Realm achieved.]
[Ethereal Saint Realm achieved.]
The mechanical voice continued its announcements in his head, but he barely paid attention. He had already reached a level where no one in this sect—possibly this world—could challenge him.
A familiar icy voice cut through the murmurs.
"You are attracting too much attention," said the cold beauty, Yue Lian, the woman who had led him here. Her arms were crossed, her expression unreadable, but he could see it—the slight redness on her ears, the tiny flicker of uncertainty in her normally sharp eyes.
She wasn't immune to him.
Souta chuckled. "Oh? Should I hide myself then? Wouldn't want to make your heart race too much."
Her lips twitched. "Shameless."
He took a step closer, and she stiffened.
"Why so tense?" he teased. "Scared I might steal your heart?"
Yue Lian scoffed, turning away. "Ridiculous. I—"
Before she could finish, a loud voice interrupted.
"Who dares cause a commotion in my Heavenly Jade Sect?"
A man in luxurious robes descended from above. His aura was strong—by normal standards, at least. Golden energy rippled around him, signifying his status as a sect elder.
"That's Elder Han!" someone whispered.
Souta tilted his head. "And who's this?"
Yue Lian spoke quietly. "One of the sect's Grand Elders. He's at the Peak of the Sky Emperor Realm."
Souta yawned. "Oh. Weak."
Elder Han's eyes twitched. "You! Do you have any idea where you are? This is the Heavenly Jade Sect! No outsiders are allowed to wander freely!"
Souta stretched his arms lazily. "Really? And what are you going to do about it?"
The elder's face darkened. "Arrogant brat!"
In an instant, he attacked. A golden palm materialized in the air, descending upon Souta with the force of a collapsing mountain.
The sect disciples gasped. "Elder Han used his *Heavenly Crushing Palm*!"
Yue Lian's eyes widened. "Damn it! This idiot doesn't realize how strong he—"
But before she could warn him, Souta raised a single finger.
*Tap.*
The massive golden palm shattered into dust.
The courtyard fell silent.
Elder Han stood frozen, his mouth slightly open. "I—Impossible!"
Souta flicked his wrist, and an invisible force sent the old man flying like a ragdoll. He crashed into a distant pillar, coughing blood.
Gasps filled the air.
"He… he defeated Elder Han with a flick of his hand!"
"Just how strong is he?!"
Souta sighed, shaking his head. "That was underwhelming." He turned to Yue Lian. "Is there anyone here who *isn't* weak?"
Yue Lian was speechless.
Elder Han groaned, lifting himself up. "You… who are you?"
Souta smirked. "The man who just made you my stepping stone."
He took a step forward, and the elder flinched.
"Relax, old man. I have no interest in bullying the weak." Souta turned back toward the female disciples who were still gawking at him. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some… *introductions* to make."
A few women blushed as he flashed them a charming smile.
This was just the beginning.
Souta had arrived, and he would leave his mark on this world—one conquest at a time.
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The courtyard remained silent. The once-mighty Elder Han lay collapsed against a shattered pillar, his face pale with disbelief. Souta had defeated him with nothing but a flick of his wrist.
The female disciples still stared, their gazes filled with admiration, desire, and curiosity.
Souta stretched, yawning lazily. "Well, that was boring." He looked around, smirking. "Is there *anyone* in this sect that can at least entertain me for a bit?"
The crowd murmured among themselves, but no one dared to step forward.
[Transcendent Realm achieved.]
[Immortal Sovereign Realm achieved.]
[Eternal Dao Lord Realm achieved.]
Souta glanced at the floating blue text. At this point, he had stopped keeping track. He was too busy admiring the view—the view of *gorgeous* women, that is.
One particularly bold disciple stepped forward. She had fiery red hair and a figure that could make statues weep. Her crimson robe hugged her curves perfectly.
"I am Mei Yan, an Inner Sect disciple," she said, her voice sultry. "And you… are quite interesting."
Souta grinned. "Oh? Are you saying that because of my strength, or because you find me handsome?"
She giggled. "Why not both?"
The surrounding disciples gasped.
"Senior Sister Mei Yan is flirting with him?!"
"That shameless rogue… wait, I kinda envy him."
Yue Lian, who had been watching from the side, crossed her arms, her expression unreadable. Souta noticed the way her fingers tapped against her sleeve—was she annoyed?
*Interesting.*
Mei Yan stepped closer, her red lips curving into a teasing smile. "Tell me, mysterious stranger, do you have a name?"
Souta leaned forward slightly. "Souta Akihiro. But you, my fiery beauty, can call me anything you like."
Mei Yan's eyes gleamed. "Then I shall call you *trouble*."
Souta chuckled. "I do tend to cause that, especially when it comes to beautiful women."
The tension in the air shifted. It was no longer about battle or strength—it was a battle of charm.
The male disciples could only watch in frustration as Mei Yan openly flirted with this unknown powerhouse.
A disciple whispered, "Even Senior Sister Mei Yan fell for him?"
Another sighed. "This guy is dangerous in more ways than one…"
Just as things were heating up, a powerful voice boomed from above.
"ENOUGH!"
A wave of pressure swept through the sect, forcing weaker disciples to their knees. Souta barely felt it, but he turned his gaze upward.
Descending from the sky was an older man with flowing silver hair and robes embroidered with golden dragons. His aura burned like the sun itself.
"The Sect Master!" someone gasped.
Souta raised an eyebrow. *Finally, someone with a little weight to their name.*
Yue Lian stepped forward, bowing. "Sect Master Qing, this man is—"
"I have seen enough," the Sect Master interrupted, his piercing gaze locking onto Souta. "You dare humiliate my elder, seduce my disciples, and act as if you own this place?"
Souta smirked. "Oh? And what if I do?"
The sect master narrowed his eyes. "You may be strong, but this is the Heavenly Jade Sect. We do not tolerate unruly behavior, no matter how powerful one may be."
Souta tilted his head. "Unruly? I think you're just upset that your disciples find me more interesting than you."
The crowd gasped.
"*He dares insult the Sect Master?!*"
Sect Master Qing's aura flared, golden energy crackling around him. "Impudent fool! I will put you in your place!"
Souta sighed, rubbing his temples. "Man, why does everyone always want to fight me?"
Sect Master Qing raised his hand, summoning a colossal golden dragon that roared to life. The sheer force of its presence caused the air to tremble.
Souta, however, merely smiled.
[Cosmic Overlord Realm achieved.]
[Primal Heavenly Emperor Realm achieved.]
[Infinite Ascendant Realm achieved.]
He flicked his fingers.
*Boom!*
The golden dragon exploded into nothingness.
The Sect Master froze. His eyes widened in disbelief. The technique he had spent centuries perfecting—erased with a single flick.
Souta stepped forward, hands in his pockets. "I don't *need* to prove my strength to you, but…" He snapped his fingers.
*Crack!*
A sudden force wrapped around the Sect Master, sending him crashing into the ground, creating a deep crater. Dust rose as gasps filled the air.
Everyone was speechless.
"He… He just—"
"The Sect Master is—"
Souta exhaled, shaking his head. "This is getting repetitive."
He turned to the female disciples, flashing them a devilish grin. "Now, ladies, where were we?"
Mei Yan's face was flushed. Yue Lian looked away, biting her lip.
Souta had just effortlessly crushed their leader. If he wanted, he could take anything.
And he *would.*
This world was his playground.
And his harem?
It was only just beginning.
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