Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

“Lu–Luo Lang!”
When Luo Wusheng, feeling like he was about to collapse backward, heard the voice of the girl behind him, panic was evident in her tone.
Then, Luo Wusheng felt his falling head slightly sinking into a strange softness.

Before him appeared the beautiful face of Lu Yuli, seemingly close at hand.
Her complexion was somewhat pale, and mist had started to fill her beautiful eyes.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’ll be alright soon.”

Observing the worry in the girl’s expression, Luo Wusheng understood her concerns. So, he managed to force a reassuring smile on his face, raising his hand slightly to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
However, his hand lifted just a bit and then dropped weakly.
His words weren’t exactly comforting the girl. Although he was in a bad state, feeling weak all over, he was actually fine.

Despite looking a bit battered, the injuries were mostly superficial, not affecting any vital areas, and they were gradually healing.
Yes, he had completely depleted his spiritual energy by fully activating his Artifact. His whole body felt a bit numb, and if the onslaught hadn’t stopped in time, it would indeed have caused some problems.
After all, he still had to protect the girl behind him.

From his current perspective, he could see the gemstones around the girl’s neck shattering one by one and turning into ashes.
His heart ached.
These were all top-quality defense spirit stones that he had only a few pieces of. Some of them were so rare that he only had three of each. They were sufficient for refining high-grade artifacts and qualified as precious materials for crafting divine artifacts…

In a string, they could even withstand an attack from a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
But now, not a single one remains.
He had kept them in front of himself to shield the girl, using most of his spiritual energy to protect her.

Observing the damage and feeling a sudden weakness throughout his body, Luo Wusheng’s head throbbed, and the pleasant sensation at the back of his head made him want to take a good nap.
However, the current situation clearly did not allow him to do so.
The Antediluvian Nether Eye in his left eye socket was slow to connect, aiming to retrieve the girl behind him.
Then, it failed.

Lu Yuliu clenched her lips, and tears still swirled in her beautiful eyes, refusing to blink.
As if closing and opening her eyes might return the young man in front of her to the unconscious state he was in before—she didn’t want to experience that feeling again.
Under Luo Wusheng’s protection, she had no injuries whatsoever. Even the expended spiritual energy was from the earlier use of the Sword Ancestor’s °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Wooden Sword during the separation of spirits. She was almost in perfect condition.

Although Luo Wusheng, whose spiritual energy had been depleted, tried to activate the Antediluvian Nether Eye, he couldn’t forcibly retrieve the resisting girl back into the eye space.
‘Well, if I die, the space inside is not a safe place either…’
As Luo Wusheng was contemplating this, he suddenly froze.

In front of him, a golden hand emerged from the void, and a small cut opened at the index finger, releasing a drop of golden blood.
The golden blood instantly ignited.
Luo Wusheng wanted to be on guard, but he couldn’t make any move.

However, after the golden blood burned out, it turned into a radiant glow that fell on him.
Like a withered tree regaining vitality in spring, his slight injuries rapidly healed, and even his spiritual energy was replenished to nearly a tenth in the span of a few breaths.
【The connection of the Sword Ancestor’s sword is indeed here…】

【Huh? A dormant Diabolic Saint Physique? Whose residual dao essence is this?】
During this process, the eye on the palm suddenly squinted, as if discovering something interesting. However, it quickly shifted its gaze, falling on Luo Wusheng’s back where Lu Yuli was.
A human-like golden mouth appeared slightly below the eye, not as sinister as before and seemed quite normal.

Revealing a strange and friendly smile, the mouth on the golden hand lightly opened and closed.
【To have both Exquisite Sword Heart and Flawless Sword Body alike, indeed, you are the successor of the Sword Ancestor, there is no mistaking it】
The mouth gently opened and closed again.

…
Luo Wusheng, who had slightly recovered, finally had some strength to assess his current situation.
After the recent attack, the ruined temple was now in chaos, and the straw that Lu Yuli had prepared for him earlier was scattered on the ground.

A phantom appeared on the right arm of the headless Buddha statue in the temple. The phantom extended a bit of radiance, connecting to the arm with a mouth and an eye in front of Luo Wusheng.
The eye looked somewhat embarrassed at the moment.
Because he had just made a failed introduction.

Little Yuli was looking at the gradually recovering face of the young man in her arms with joy. She completely ignored the voice coming from above.
Indeed, Luo Wusheng did not deceive her. He recovered quickly as promised…
Seeing Luo Wusheng gently wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth and then wiping away the tears from her eyes, Lu Yuli smiled and secretly transmitted a message to reassure her. The innocent girl quickly stopped crying and smiled again, holding his hand a bit tighter.

Just as the thought of not wanting to leave the young man in front of her surged in her heart.
Feeling a slight sensation at the back of his head again, Luo Wusheng was secretly pleased, but he didn’t indulge too much in enjoying it. Instead, he turned his attention to the golden hand in front of him.
The state of this headless Buddha statue was strange. It seemed to have suddenly come to life, but it appeared that only two arms had a fleshy feel. Even the other arm remained stiff.

In other words, one recently awakened arm could possess the power of a Nascent Soul Realm strike with ease? And that method of recovery— what level of cultivation did this being have?
Luo Wusheng’s scalp tingle.
Regardless, he couldn’t confront the other directly.

Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng reluctantly left the soft embrace of Little Yuli and was about to stand up to attempt a conversation with the other.
As he pressed his hand on the ground, he caught a nearly white-furred Rat.
This Rat had minor injuries as well, mainly due to the recent torment during the separation. Although it barely managed to protect its own body with all its might, it eventually fell into unconsciousness.

After some hesitation, Luo Wusheng stored the Rat in his storage bag—back into the cage he had prepared for it before.
He also applied a sealing technique with the remaining trace of recovered spiritual energy.
After completing all of this, he stood up with Little Yuli and looked at the figure in front of him.

“This…. Senior, are you a member of the Buddhist sect?”
But he saw the eyes on that palm focusing on him.
【Yes….】

Luo Wusheng’s heart tightened, but then he heard the mouth on the palm continue in an unhurried tone:
【But also not】
?

A question mark popped up in Luo Wusheng’s mind.
What kind of answer was that?
Could it be someone who left the Buddhist sect? But why would they transform into a Buddha statue?

He didn’t intend to dwell on this question because the other party clearly didn’t seem inclined to explain.
“…So, senior, do you have any connection with the Sword Sect Sword Ancestor?”
From the previous words of the other party, it was easy to infer that they abruptly stopped their actions, seemingly sensing the existence of the Sword Ancestor’s wooden sword.

【The Sword Ancestor is the one who decapitated me】
The mouth on the palm spoke with a faint smile, uttering chilling words.
Luo Wusheng’s mind tensed instantly.

Then he heard the other party continue slowly, 【But I told him to do it】
…
This senior, could you speak without stopping?

Luo Wusheng was momentarily speechless, not immediately pondering the meaning of the other party’s words. Instead, he heard the other suddenly ask:
【By the way, are you the Dao Companion of the Sword Sect’s Sword Ancestor successor?】