My Xianxia Harem Life

"Thank you. You may leave now, Ruby," Riley said, his voice calm but firm. He had plans—plans that required solitude.

There was no way he could properly explore his Void Sanctuary with Ruby around, deciphering his every move.

The woman was sharp, too sharp. Her keen eyes never missed a thing, and he wasn't in the mood to have his every expression analyzed.

Ruby, however, remained unfazed. She tilted her head slightly, amusement flickering in her eyes.

"Won't you at least wear the crown, young master Riley?" she asked, her smile as composed as ever.

Riley let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "And look like a clown in your eyes? Why not?"

Despite his words, he reached for the golden crown beside him and placed it atop his head. The cool metal pressed against his dark hair as he adjusted it slightly. Then, he turned to Ruby, smirking.

"Do I look kingly enough now?" he joked, spreading his arms as if expecting applause.

Ruby's smile deepened, and with a respectful nod, she replied, "Indeed, you do, young master Riley. You should wear that crown always."

With that, she turned gracefully and made her departure, leaving behind only the faint scent of lavender in the air.

Riley shook his head, a chuckle escaping his lips.

"That woman," he muttered, running a hand through his hair before plucking the crown off and setting it aside.

Then, without hesitation, he activated his Void Sanctuary.

In an instant, the world around him disappeared. Darkness consumed everything, vast and endless, stretching into oblivion.

He stood at the center of it all, suspended in a place that was neither here nor there.

"Interesting," he murmured, his voice echoing strangely in the void. His instincts whispered that he needed to speak, to command. He followed that feeling.

"Give me land."

A shift. A pulse. And then—poof.

The darkness shattered, replaced by an infinite expanse of land. Rolling plains stretched as far as the eye could see, boundless and untouched. The soil beneath his feet felt real, firm.

A breeze, though artificial, brushed against his skin.

Riley exhaled slowly. This was new, but he was already beginning to grasp the nature of this ability. His mind was the key. His imagination, the brush.

"Let's see how far this goes," he mused.

With a single thought, a mansion materialized before him—a sprawling, elegant structure of black stone and towering pillars. He admired the details, impressed by how flawlessly it formed.

The more he experimented, the more he realized—there were no limits here.

"Can I create people too?" The question left his lips before he even registered it.

Curious, he decided to test it. He closed his eyes and envisioned the most beautiful actress he had admired back on Earth. A stunning woman, the epitome of grace and allure.

The air shifted. When he opened his eyes, she stood before him, perfect in every way, her presence as tangible as his own.

"I guess that's a yes," Riley muttered, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Yet, as he stared at her, unease settled in his chest. Something about this felt... off. She was flawless, a carbon copy of the real thing, yet utterly empty. A doll with no soul.

A flicker of guilt crept up his spine. Was this creation truly his to summon? Did it even count as a real person?

Without another thought, he willed her away.

She vanished instantly, as if she had never been there.

Riley let out a slow breath, rubbing his temple.

"This technique feels buggy," he muttered to himself. "And weird."

He wasn't sure what unsettled him more—the ease with which he could create something… or the power to erase it just as effortlessly.

Riley continued experimenting, his excitement growing with each passing moment.

At first, he had only tested small things—land, structures, objects—but the more he delved into his Void Sanctuary's capabilities, the more he realized the sheer magnitude of what he had unlocked.

"This is insane…" he muttered, his gaze sweeping across the boundless world he had shaped. "I can even create multiple universes in here… infinite worlds and realities!"

He stretched out a hand, and in an instant, an entire solar system formed before his eyes—planets, stars, and even a glowing nebula swirling in the vast void.

He waved his fingers, and a floating city appeared, suspended between dimensions, its towering spires stretching toward an unseen sky. With just a thought, he erased it all, leaving only darkness once more.

The realization hit him like a storm.

This technique wasn't just an escape route. It wasn't just a hiding place for his friends and family in times of crisis. It was far beyond that.

This was a realm where he reigned supreme, where he dictated the laws of reality itself.

"Hmmm… I could even hide here myself if I ever needed to," he mused, an amused chuckle escaping his lips.

"I'm practically a god in this place."

The thought sent a shiver down his spine. How many people in this world could claim such power? He had seen powerful cultivators bend the heavens to their will, but even they were bound by certain laws.

Here, there were no such limitations. He was not just a cultivator—he was a creator.

It was almost too much to believe.

But Riley knew better than to lose himself in delusions of grandeur. Power, no matter how vast, was meaningless if not wielded wisely.

"Well, that's enough playing around for now," he said, stretching as if he had just woken from a long nap. With a single thought, the infinite space of the Void Sanctuary collapsed, folding in on itself.

In the blink of an eye, Riley found himself back in his room on the Xianxia continent, the familiar walls grounding him in reality. He exhaled slowly, feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

Having a technique like this was nothing short of a miracle. An escape route this powerful was beyond anything he had imagined, and he knew it would be invaluable in the future.

But while Riley basked in the thrill of his newfound abilities, elsewhere, someone was struggling with an entirely different dilemma.

Luna sat alone in her room, lost in thought, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on the wooden table before her. A soft sigh escaped her lips.

"How do I get young master Riley to make me one of his wives?" she murmured under her breath, her brows drawn together in frustration.

She had spent countless hours thinking about it, turning the idea over and over in her mind, but no matter what strategy she devised, she couldn't see a clear path forward.

It wasn't that she was unattractive. Far from it. She was sexy, alluring, confident in her own beauty. But she was also painfully aware of one thing—she was not exceptional.

Katherine, Veronica, and the others were in a league of their own. Their beauty wasn't just striking; it was ethereal.

They had an almost divine quality about them, something that made them unforgettable at first glance.

Luna, on the other hand, was merely beautiful.

She clenched her fists, a hint of bitterness creeping into her heart. She knew there was a chance, however slim, that Riley could come to desire her.

But she hesitated, unsure of how to bridge the gap between possibility and reality.

What do they have that I don't?

The answer stung.

Perfection.

Luna had always been confident, but against women like them, she felt overshadowed. She wasn't foolish—she knew that beauty alone wasn't enough to capture a man like Riley.

There had to be something more. Something deeper.

She bit her lip.

"I'd even be content just being a concubine," she whispered, almost ashamed to admit it.

She didn't need to be his main wife. She didn't need to hold the highest position among his women. All she wanted was a place by his side, no matter how small.

But wanting it wasn't enough.

Luna knew that if she truly desired Riley's attention, she had to take action. She had to stand out. She had to find a way to make him see her—not just as another woman in his orbit, but as someone worth keeping.

Determination flickered in her eyes.

One way or another, she would make it happen.

And so, she continued to ponder, searching for a way to turn her dream into reality.

"I can't give up!" Luna clenched her fists, her determination burning brighter than ever. She refused to accept defeat, refused to let herself fade into the background while others claimed Riley's affection.

She had spent enough time lamenting what she lacked—now, it was time to focus on what she did have.

She closed her eyes, searching deep within herself. What am I truly good at? What sets me apart?

Then, like a bolt of lightning, realization struck.

A slow, knowing smile curved her lips.

Of course… That's it.

If she couldn't compete in sheer beauty alone, she would have to play to her strengths. She had something unique, something that could make Riley take notice—something no other woman in his life had leveraged yet.

Her heart pounded in excitement. This wasn't just a vague idea anymore. It was a strategy. A way forward.

"Yes," she whispered, her confidence soaring. "This is how I'll make him see me."

For the first time in days, hope bloomed in her chest. She finally had a plan. And she wasn't going to waste another second hesitating.