Supreme Harem God System

1489 How are you going to help?

"Are there still no answers yet?"

Lazarus Bloodheart questioned with a grim look on his face as he glanced at his parents.

"..."

"..."

Ambrosia and Orpheus were silent.

Lazarus understood what their silence met and his face turned solemn.

Orpheus and Ambrosia stared at their son in silence, they wanted to say something that would help him calm down, but the situation was so tricky that they didn't dare comment rashly.

The only thing they could do was to continue bothering Alaric and somehow get some answers.

"I will take my leave."

Lazarus spoke as he then started walking away, but suddenly, a portal appeared in front of him.

A heavy pressure descended all over the place, the pressure so strong that all the strong Cultivators in the Bloodheart Family were alerted and quickly rushed towards Orpheus's room.

Orpheus and the others, however, weren't alarmed.

They recognized this portal well, sure, the pressure was intimidating, but it wasn't threatening.

And as soon as a woman stepped out of the portal, the intimidating pressure disappeared as if it never existed, and smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"Melia!"

Ambrosia was the first woman who rushed towards her daughter and hugged her.

"Mother." Melia smiled.

Being embraced by her mother after so many years was certainly a comforting feeling.

While she relished the comforting feeling, Ambrosia and Orpheus continued to observe their daughter and couldn't help but be surprised, "You are a Divine..." Orpheus commented.

"And not a normal Divine either."

Ambrosia added.

As strong Divine Stage Cultivators, they both could sense just how terrifying the girl in front of them was.

The feeling she gave...

It didn't fall short compared to the first time Vyriana appeared.

Both Ambrosia and Orpheus easily realized that even if all the Divine Stage Cultivators in the entire Blood Kingdom came together, Melia would be able to suppress them with just her aura alone.

had reached a level they couldn't even imagine

smiled. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she saw how her parents were praising

child didn't want to

achieve that dream and surpassing them made her

"Hahaha~

happened to the always stoic child who was a stiff stick like her father? Is

narrowed his eyes when he heard those

chuckled, not

act like this, Melia laughed as well but suddenly, she noticed her brother

"Melia."

sister staring at him and in an instant,

"What's wrong?"

as she glanced

it with his smile,

at her daughter and realized that lying here wouldn't solve anything. Melia was a part of their family as well, not to mention she was close to her sisters-in-law, it would be wrong to exclude her

about Esme

with a worried look on

Melia narrowed her eyes.

"What about them?"

in their cultivation stage and are unable to make progress because of recent changes in

sentence because she already sensed Lazarus trembling

her brother's state and her

think a man who would usually jump in joy and rush at her the moment she appeared would now stand so far from her, only passing a small, formal smile after seeing her... She could tell what

may not be an obsessive fool like Nux,

a family man who valued his family above anything, and knowing that his wives might lose their lives within

his place, he might have

recalled how Nux grabbed her and stayed like that for hours without moving when they were alone, it was as if he was

right place nor the environment,

body had gone through many... many

blamed since her body was not hers to control. Her

big as her family was

about Sister Luciana, is

Semi Saint, so she can still hang on," Ambrosia

"I understand." Melia nodded.

I want to help other subordinates as well, but that would attract too much attention, so the numbers should be as limited

"What...?"

first one to lose

Sister Esme and Claudia break through to the next stage, it is not a big deal, of course, you

"You... can help them?"

"Of course.

I would

as if it was

smile appeared

haven't received my hug

seem worried, but why have you

do you not like your

hands, waiting