Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Sapphire City...

In a lavish hall completely absent of any furniture, a lady with silver hair was cross-legged with her mind completely serene while she put the finishing touches to her advancement.

The lady was Adeline Silva and while the denizens of Sapphire City, the combative forces, and the Harem were gazing at Hal's spectacle in the sky, the Silva woman had remained in her designated cultivation hall lost in self-reflection and reveling advantages she had received all through the hundred warped years of seclusion.

She was keeping track of time just as everyone else and knew that that very day was the end of seclusion and had come to the decision to confront Hal.

All through the seclusion, Adeline never once set her eyes on Hal partly because she secluded herself the moment she received a cultivation technique from him.

The other reason she had not laid her eyes on Hal since the start of the seclusion was that Hal did not seem to care- this was the most important reason to Adeline and why she felt the lack of contact was Hal's fault.

He was too busy with his large Array of women who he fucked constantly for hundred-warped years... That was not an exaggeration.

Adeline's designated hall was inside the temple where the deed went on and Adeline was close enough to have the continuous event be background noise for her all through her cultivation.

Hell, everyone in Sapphire City knew what was going on, and being close enough to hear the sounds of their lord bringing women to multiple stages of orgasmic pleasures was considered a blessing... In fact, the louder you can hear them, the more blessed you become.

This can be considered to be superstitious but it was the way of Sapphire City and those who did dedicate their time to the temple in the presence of those arousing pleasure sounds were all blessed...

... Whether that is due to the sounds of pleasure they heard or just regular blessings received by being regular worshippers of the Sapphirine Prince is up for debate but no one really cared to debate.

Women began to wonder just how wonderful it would be for them to feel that pleasure, alas, that was a glory that was only available to the very best.

Over the hundred warped years, an edict from Hal himself came forth due to the overflowing interest of multiple ladies who wished to partake in the pleasures they could hear going on within the temple and it was also an edict demanding normalizing Hal's true title separate from his religious title of Sapphirine Prince.

The edict stated that any woman in Sapphire City, married or unmarried, who believe she had or could have what it takes to share the Cosmic Emperor's bed would get the chance by undergoing grueling processes to truly be deemed worthy in his eyes.

The process involved, first and foremost, improving the foundational constitution of any potential candidates as every member of the Harem must have the potential to reach the highest peak of godhood.

Hal had gone about picking his women personally and while he had no regrets regarding anyone he had chosen, he had picked indiscriminately and then had to make improvements later on... That would not be the case with these interested newcomers.

The Harem is a Legion, a legion of women rooted in badassery, and was the first in the hierarchy of joint combative forces until all enemies were subdued.

Hal had always been a price and now he was a price being competed for.

All interested women registered through the Codex of Infinity and the sheer number of registrations and the competitive drives of all those registering was such that the Codex had to comment on it to Hal,

"When exactly do I stop registrations?" it asked Hal.

Hal had his cock deep inside one of his women and was fingering another two but could multitask enough to get engaged in a mental conversation,

"How about never? As many wish to register, let them register but adjust the criteria according to how many they are. Truly separate the best from the rest" Hal said.

"O-kay. I get the feeling that you plan to take this program of Legion recruiting outside or Sapphire City, should I prepare for that?" the Coded asked.

Hal nodded mentally,

"Yes prepare. But let's see just how many have the good stuff to even be considered for the legion here.

Sapphire City is the first in the faith so I want them to have singular access to the program first. Anyone anywhere else comes after."

"Understood-" the Codex said and the connection was broken.

That conversation happened very early on in the hundred-year seclusion and so the desiring women all had a lot out of those hundred years to go through the process and did come out of it all better and suitable for consideration but it was not over- far from it in fact.

Men ached for the loss of their women but even then, they all somehow believed in the pride they would feel to have their wives taken from them by their lord.

Anyway, back to Adeline,

She was witness enough to the sounds of the orgy to know exactly what Hal was busy with to not even give her a second thought.

And then, she quickly found that the continuous sounds of intercourse were not detracting from her cultivation but rather somehow served to keep her focused. The sounds helped and the more she leaned into it, the better for her.

The only side effect was the sounds were arousing... They were arousing comfortably and not in an aching manner but they did get her nipples pointy and caused her to leak just the smallest drops of pussy juices from her pussy.

The Dome came down and Adeline felt it the moment time flow returned to normal but even after that, she waited an hour before she finally opened her eyes with the pale orbs seeming to sparkle with new knowledge and power as should be expected of a Two-Star saint that she now was.

She freshened up and put on new sets of clothes before making use of the transportation channel to head over to the Duchy capital where she had learned Hal was.

She was due a confrontation.

***

Meanwhile,

Dane Duchy Capital, Dane Duchy Palace,

Cirk welcomed Melinda who looked him up and down and noted something about his dressing that had her saying,

"They made you heir? Is this a joke?"

As she spoke, she had her senses spread wide and caught her father's and uncle's expressions.

Devon Dane, her father had a stoic expression as though saying they had made the best decision for the family and they were sticking to it.

Her uncle Damien, the current Duke of the Dane Duchy had a smug look on his face which made it clear that he still had his last conversation with Melinda and Hal, where both had been very rude, on his mind.

Cirk sighed and then began to levitate off the ground as a show of power,

"Why wouldn't I be made heir? Who else is qualified to be the next Duke beside me?" Cirk asked and Hal could not help but chuckle.

Hal felt the poor guy was setting himself up for a rude awakening to reality.

Cirk eyed Hal after the chuckle and there was a brief moment of fear but then that feeling was gone and replaced with powerful confidence.

Cirk let out a powerful pressure that was hard to place... It seemed unstable and hovered between the second star of sainthood and the third. The reason for the instability, Hal found, was because Cirk's power was not his own... The Dane bastard was dipping into a large pool of strength belonging to another being.

It didn't take a second for Hal to guess who that being was and he was completely accurate.

Anyway, Hal looked into Cirk's eyes and the Dane man finally spotted a difference... They lacked whites.

Hal was leaning more into who and what he truly was and that involved not making his eyes 'normal'. Currently, his eyes were complete orbs of Sapphire blue with flecks of gold moving like brilliant constellations.

One stare and Hal pulled Cirk into his Sovereign Space where he afflicted him with the might of a sovereign for just a fraction of a second.

When Hal finally ended the mental structure, Cirk was shaking in mid-air and making a mental note to never cross eyes with Hal ever again.

Cirk was not Hal's matter to deal with though and he turned away from him with his hands behind his back.

Meanwhile, Melinda levitated but only allowed a second for realization to set into Cirk's mind before she vanished from his sight.

When next she appeared she was covering his face with her hand and slamming his head into the ground below.

*BaM!*

The ground shook...

"Ngh" Cirk groaned but he had an attack charged up and he shot it at Melinda immediately after he hit the ground.

The attack hit and Cirk smiled only for the smile to quickly become a mouth gaping in horror as Melinda tore through the attack to punch his head right through the ground.

*Bam*

*Crack*

More ground shakes...

Melinda then picked him up and flung him into the air only to follow up with knee strikes that cracked all his ribs while she sapped his life force with her Ordinance.