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Jiang Tang was born extraordinarily handsome, clad in luxurious attire.

From his physique, you could tell he was a well-built handsome man.

He possesses martial arts skills.

Although he has a pretty boy face with tender, fair skin, even more delicate and rosy than some young misses.

A handsome gentleman like this leaves an impression of being a stranger because such a charming man has never been seen in this city.

The people walking on the street or occasionally seen from the shops, regardless of age or gender, were all stunned.

Jiang Tang was not only handsome in appearance but also exuded a personal charm.

Can you imagine someone with divine allure not being attractive?

How could one’s personal charm and allure not be captivating?

Jiang Tang came to this street, changing the victory in the plot, ensuring the world of this book wouldn’t collapse.

The golden light had already enveloped him.

Currently strolling the street with his wives, he wasn’t aimless.

He was searching for a destination, although under the gaze of others, such a sight would capture attention in both the Cultivation World and this emerging world, his divine-like body drawing divine allure.

Those admiring and obsessed gazes he’d easily overlook.

Sleazy glances would be lightly punished.

Even sleazy thoughts would be unforgivable.

Jiang Tang set his eyes on a certain tavern, which might be one of the most famous taverns in the book’s world within the Imperial City.

Knew from reading the book, this tavern is renowned, its cuisine tastes similar to that of the Royal Chef.

The dishes Jiang Tang often ate were made by the Imperial Chef, yet now in this book, he might savor different delights.

Having arrived here, he wouldn’t miss the chance, wouldn’t miss this opportunity to enjoy the gastronomy.

Now, aside from cultivating with merit, there’s only enjoyment left—a beauty beside, the delight from fine food.

After setting his sights on a certain tavern, Jiang Tang temporarily designed a formation for it.

For the current patrons in the tavern, he harbored no intent to drive them away.

Yet he wouldn’t let a large crowd enter after they finished dining.

The formation he designed allowed exit, but not entry.

While they stayed, it shielded others from peering in.

After designing the formation, Jiang Tang erected a barrier at the tavern entrance.

His wives, one by one, got off the carriage, unseen by street-goers.

Nor could the tavern’s patrons see them!

Jiang Tang dismounted; the Demon Horse turned invisible.

Ten wives descended from the carriage, the carriage itself also vanished.

Then he escorted all ten wives into the tavern, visible only to the shopkeeper who guided them in.

They were shown to a large room, where the shopkeeper would serve them.

Even the waiters couldn’t see them.

Before their arrival, the shopkeeper’s soul had already been bound by Jiang Tang, numbly following instructions.

The whole soul had submitted, behaving more obediently than even to the tavern owner.

The shopkeeper personally served them, brought the dishes himself.

Personally took orders and went to the kitchen.

After they sat in the private room, Jiang Tang didn’t ask the shopkeeper to serve tea.

Accustomed to higher-grade, spirit-infused tea, produced in his storage space, they wouldn’t drink the tavern’s ordinary tea.

Jiang Tang retrieved a tea set from the storage space, then using a spell, he boiled water, brewed tea, and served his ten wives personally.

The ten wives blissfully enjoyed their husband’s service.

When the shopkeeper brought the dishes, Jiang Tang took out wine from his storage space.

Thus, in front of each of the ten wives appeared a wineglass, and they drank.

Eating gourmet dishes, with wives’ company.

The food before them, of course, couldn’t match the craftsmanship of an Imperial Chef.

Yet it was a first-taste, as they chatted and drank, relishing in the joy of a wife’s companionship.

Jiang Tang believed this outing was beneficial, being in one place with his wives, that they would get bored amidst constant cultivation.

The happiness brought by Jiang Tang, as their husband, persists in his companionship.

Not individually paired, but together, their wives’ joyous laughter also brought him joy.

Though in another Cultivation World, the ten wives were now raising children too, yet the bond wasn’t as deep as with these ten wives.

They knew nothing of the other Cultivation World, nor about him having ten wives, men too have their secrets.

Jiang Tang, should he choose, could live like an emperor with the three palaces and six courtyards.

However, he didn’t aspire to become a philanderer, only sought compatible partners.

Not in pairs, but from the start to end, together.

No desire for trickery amongst a multitude of women.

He wouldn’t favor just one.

For his resources could be shared.

Unlike an ordinary emperor, who was overwhelmed with work each day, needed one at night, leaving others unattended.

Jiang Tang ensured each wife had a Divine Soul companion.

Each Divine Soul felt just like a person.

Jiang Tang enjoyed a pleasure that ordinary people couldn’t, nor could cultivators.

An outing would also deepen their bonds.

Jiang Tang watched his wives’ joyful smiles in their company.

Though not in the Cultivation World, they’d have different experiences.

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