Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

He extended his hand slightly, preparing to tug on the bond he held with Serika and Feng: strong and vivid within his soul. Yet… just as the familiar sensation of his soul’s grasp began to pulse outward…

He hesitated.

A frown flickered across his face.

“…Wait,” he muttered, lowering his hand slightly. “I just realized… can’t you two enter instead? It would be easier if I just brought you in, rather than trying to pull them out.”

The bright smiles of his mothers froze for a beat, almost imperceptibly.

An awkward silence hung in the air.

It was Malakar, leaning against the wall, who broke it first. His voice was a tired, dry rumble.

“It won’t work,” he declared flatly.

Quinlan let out a slow breath, nodding. Of course. His mothers, Primordials though they were, were still tethered to this realm. Exile wasn’t so easily undone.

But just to be certain, if only to humor the hopeful flicker in his heart, he reached out with the full subtlety of his soul, attempting to invite them in.

Even before the words could form on his lips, something blocked the pull. A firm, invisible wall met his probing will. It was unyielding and absolute.

‘So that’s how it is…’ he thought inwardly. His face remained composed, but inside, a flicker of frustration sparked.

With a small exhale, he turned his attention back to the task at hand.

“How will the girls be protected from the divinity in the air here?”

At that, Luminara’s face brightened again, and she turned with a flourish, gesturing elegantly toward the grumpy old man still scowling in the corner.

“Why else do you think we dragged this one here to my home?” she asked sweetly with a mischievous glint appearing in her eye.

Mearie giggled. “Exactly! He may grumble more than he really should, but our dear Malakar is as useful as he is old.”

Malakar sighed heavily, muttering under his breath. “Tch…”

Quinlan’s smirk returned.

He gave a small nod, recognizing exactly what his mothers were hinting at. If anyone could weave a temporary solution against the oppressive divine atmosphere here, it was this grouchy ancient fucker.

He flexed his fingers again.

“Alright then…” he murmured. “Let’s see if it works.”

Both mothers clasped their hands in front of their ginormous chests, bouncing in place with glowing, eager eyes as their hearts beat a million times a second. This was a moment they didn’t dare hope they’d ever get to experience in their lives again.

Perhaps… Their extra awesome son might just let them experience the impossible!

Quinlan closed his eyes.

In the depths of his soul realm, far removed from the divine currents of this realm, two figures sat quietly. Serika and Feng, cross-legged and meditating, were unaware of just what was about to happen.

He could have kept them updated.

He didn’t.

Reason one: he had been far too occupied drinking the life out of his mothers’ boundless milk reserves to spare them the attention.

Reason two… well. Wouldn’t this make for one hell of a surprise?

A slow grin curled across his lips.

Now, though… he had to actually make it work.

He concentrated.

Back on Zhenwu, releasing someone from his soul realm was trivial. A shimmering gateway labeled Zhenwu had existed as a natural anchor between his inner world and the outside one.

But here… here, there was no such gateway.

No anchor.

The Primordial Realm was a divine dimension beyond mortal structure, untethered to the old rules. There was no pre-existing door. If he wanted them here, he’d have to forge a bridge himself, or his beautiful mothers, who’d suffered eons of loneliness away from the touch of mortal beings, would be left sad and in tears.

And he would NOT have that.

Not when he could see the hope blazing in their lovely eyes.

‘No. No more suffering for them!’ he thought grimly.

With determination, he focused deeper, deeper than mere instinct.

He reached first toward Serika and Feng, feeling their familiar presences, warm, steady, vibrant with qi and life. He clasped onto them in the depths of his soul, gently wrapping them in protective strands of his will.

But that wasn’t enough.

He reached outward, his senses extending through his soul realm’s boundaries, pushing toward the infinite ocean of the Primordial Realm that surrounded this treehouse.

The clash of the two spaces was immediate. His soul realm was mortal-born. The Primordial Realm was an eternal place of concept and law.

They would not merge easily.

But Quinlan… was no ordinary man.

With one hand extended, eyes still closed, he channeled everything he’d learned during his journey about magic, about the way the soul worked, and how [Warp Gate], his own dimensional doorway, functioned.

He wove a new thread. It was not a full doorway, but a temporary bridge.

Something malleable.

A thin, shimmering tether began to take form in the aether, pulsing faintly with both soul-light and elemental resonance, a hybrid strand forged from Quinlan’s will.

‘Just a little more!’ he thought, gritting his teeth.

Behind him, Mearie and Luminara held each other’s hands tightly, breathless, teary-eyed, glowing with excitement.

Even Malakar’s bushy brows lifted a fraction.

“Not bad, laddy…” the old primordial muttered his breath, barely managing to hide just how shocked he was by the power and control displayed by Quinlan. For the first time since Malakar met this horrible anomaly, he felt a true shiver traverse down his spine, knowing he was seeing something that should be impossible by all logic. Quinlan was a true freak of nature, a real anomaly.

The young primordial ignored them all, his entire focus locked on stabilizing the fragile tether.

If he got this wrong, their mortal bodies would be annihilated the instant they tried crossing over. But if he succeeded…

He gave one last pulse of will, binding his connection to the Primordial Realm and his Soul Realm as a living conduit.

The tether flared bright.

It was ready.

And with that, Quinlan’s deep voice echoed through his inner world, rich with affection and mischief:

“Serika. Feng. Time to wake up. I’ve got a grand surprise for you.”

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