Over the course of a month, aside from those Li Chen personally took a liking to and brought back during his occasional "inspection tours," more than four hundred beauties had entered the Witch Ancestor's Grotto-Heaven through this "selection" process!
Some were voluptuous, others slender, each lovely in her own way, embodying the charms of every race in the Northern Lands.
Yet within that grotto-heaven paradise, which rivaled a small world, these four hundred women occupied only a small cluster of palaces. It was not crowded in the slightest.
Li Chen lived with the carefree ease of an immortal.
Every day, from morning until night, he experienced something fresh and a different kind of charm.
Helping them cultivate diligently for thirty consecutive days was by no means Li Chen's limit. There were simply too many people and matters outside that occasionally required his personal attention.
Otherwise, he probably would have gladly remained intoxicated in this haven of tenderness forever.
It was not that Sergei's and Heavenly Strategy's military affairs were so urgent that Li Chen needed to deal with them immediately.
In fact, he did not care about those matters at all. He could simply let them fight each other to the death and conveniently drain Daluo's national strength.
The main reason was that an envoy sent by Ivan, emperor of the Great Luo Dynasty-a Saint Realm expert named Vladimir-had already spent more than ten full days waiting fruitlessly in a guesthouse on the outskirts of the Frostwolf Tribe.
Vladimir was Emperor Ivan's trusted confidant and came from a collateral branch of the Imperial Clan. Renowned for his fiery temper and formidable strength, he ranked among the foremost figures within the Great Luo Dynasty.
Under Ivan's secret orders, he had brought the emperor's handwritten letter and generous terms to seek an