Supreme Harem Hunter

Brustiar and Gravitar got scared, feeling the silence in the air and the pressure that was slowly spewing out of them.

'We are finished.' Only that thought revolved around their heads.

"Do you even know what you are saying?" Luckily, the silence was broken by the ancestor on the left.

Brustiar answered with his head down. "Yes,"

That ancestor looked at Brustiar for a bit then gave a helpless sigh."Please, go easy on my grandson."

This ancestor was Brustiar's great grandfather, Bast. He was one of the major key reason Brustiar was able to become patriarch.

"Hmph, Don't think that just because he is your grandson, we will let him off." The ancestor on the right, who was known as Kus, harrumphed.

The one in the middle, named Pol, also chimed in. "You do know what we have lost? We lost our foundation, the very thing that made us."

Brustiar and Gravitar immediately knelt on their knees and started apologizing. "Please, ancestors forgive us."

"Go and quickly find the thief, no matter how. I don't want to see your faces until you are back with our treasures." Pol ordered them sternly.

"Yes, ancestors." Brustiar and Gravitar said this while cowering in fear as the heavy pressure from Pol weighed on their backs.

With that, they quickly left the hall.

Pol also retracted his pressure back. He looked at Bast. "I think we have made a mistake having your grandson become the patriarch."

Kus also agreed with him. "I told you to give that position to the candidate I chose. He was cunning and cautious, unlike his grandson, who relaxed his guard simply because we are living in a peaceful era."

Bast didn't back down and showed he still had something left in him. "Do you know what would have happened if we gave the patriarchal position to your candidate? Our family would be doomed. He is just like you who try to poke everything."

"You, what did you say to me?" Kus's robe fluttered as a strong wind blasted out of him.

Bast also followed along with him and said."You can try. I have not moved my muscles in centuries."

"Stop it, you two. Now is not the time to fight among ourselves." Pol spoke up, seeing these two getting riled up all of a sudden.

Bast and Kus looked at each other and then decided to listen to Pol, also because of Pol's strength being slightly higher than theirs.

Pol said after seeing both of them calm down. "What do we think we should do now?"

"The core technique is an important item for our family. But it isn't like we can't solve that. We can create one with our knowledge. Its just it will be different from original one. It will also be hard to learn and might weaken our power." Kus quickly said something that would shock to numb the family members if they heard it. But in this case, the other two ancestors didn't show much reaction; instead, they agreed with him.

"Kus, I might hate you, but you've got a nice idea."

"Yes, we will do what Kus said for the worst-case scenario." Pol nodded his head, looking satisfied; however, the next second, his face turned grim again. "Then have you thought about the next item? The thing we would have offered to the Lord?"

Mentioning that brought nervousness and great fear to Bast and Kus's faces.

Bast asked. "What can we say to the Lord now? We have put the greatest stake for our future. If we can't find anything good, it might bring great disaster to us."

"What good this would lord even lik- Huh? Wait a minute, we can do that." Kus's eyes brightened as a plan suddenly struck in his mind.

Pol got curious, so he asked."What did you come up with again, Kus?"

"Hehe," A wicked grin appeared on Kus's old face. "Do you remember what is lord's favorite thing to do?"

Bast and Pol went into deep thought to remember what it was.

Then Bast said it out loud. "Are you perhaps talking about the lord's hobby of creating a strong harem?"

Bast's word made Pol also remember."Yes, I remember. The lord would collect various girls, and he would test them on every kind of thing, from battle to satisfying him on the bed. The best would be selected, and the rest would be thrown to his minions to use."

Pol looked at Kus worriedly. "Are you we should do that?'

Bast was also a bit hesitant. Because both of them still had their family members alive.

However, Kus had nothing left as he was not married, and he was a playboy in his younger days. He would grab any kind of woman just to satisfy his needs. He then told them the consequences, as they seemed hesitant. "Do you want us all to be killed? Just imagine what the Lord has promised us. We can go higher."

Pol and Bast's eyes brightened when they heard they had a chance to go higher in cultivation, while they also had a fear in their hearts of getting killed.

"Ok, let's do it. Should we select the girls from our family or from other places too?" Pol asked.

"Hehe," Kus laughed cynically. "Of course, we need various types of girls. How can a man like him only be satisfied with one type of woman?"

"Okay, you can do the work. You have a nice force under you for this job." Pol decided to shove all of this work on Kus.

Kus just smiled and didn't seem to mind it. It was because he would also release himself after so many years.

Then something struck his mind, and he asked the other two with a grin on his face. "Do you both want to pick some fine looking girls from your lineages? You know you might hit big if someone gets selected."

Bast and Pol's eyes widened, but there didn't seem to be any anger on their faces after they heard Kus's suggestion.