Chapter 151 Reactions Part 1

In the wake of the Heavenly Harem Sect’s rise, a series of heart-wrenching decisions began to unfold throughout the city.

It happened a day ago before the women joined Daniel’s sect.

The requirement for women to sever their relationships in order to join the sect led to a multitude of women facing the challenging choice of leaving behind their partners.

As the news spread, a trend emerged among those women who were mothers.

They faced a unique dilemma: not only were they considering their own future, but also the future of their daughters.

Many of these women ‘believed’ that by joining the sect, they were providing their daughters with a chance at a better life, one that was free from the constraints of powers that often favoured cultivators.

In a modest dwelling on the outskirts of the land, a woman named Mell sat down with her husband, Larry.

Their daughter, Amelia, played nearby, blissfully unaware of the conversation that was about to unfold.

“Mell” Larry began, his voice tinged with sadness, “I can’t believe you’re leaving me?!”

Elena met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of determination and sadness.

“Larry, I want you to understand that this decision is about finding a better life for me and Amelia, and a chance at a future that’s different from what we’ve known.”

Larry’s brow furrowed as he looked from Mell to Amelia. “And what does that future entail?!”

Mell took a deep breath, her heart heavy with the weight of her words.

“The Heavenly Harem Sect promises healing, power, and a chance for women to shape their destinies. It’s an opportunity I believe our me and daughter deserves.”

“Stop with that bull**! You think I don’t know what the sect wants from you!?” Larry exclaimed.

”I know Larry, but you have seen it with yourself how the sect leader was able to cure thousands when not even the nobles could do”

”Which is why I have thought it through and have decided to join the Sect with Amelia, even if it means doing something against my wishes”

Mell was determined about her choice and at this moment, her heart was cold as ice.

“I know it’s painful, Larry. But you should forget about me and find someone better”

Without any hesitation, she brought her daughter who was only 1 year old and she left her husband without looking back.

Her desire to provide a brighter future for Amelia was fueled by the recognition that the Heavenly Harem Sect offered something more than what their current life could provide.

Meanwhile, similar conversations were taking place in households across the land. Women grappled with the emotional toll of leaving behind their partners, but their determination to secure a better future for their daughters and themselves outweighs their guilt.

As the days went on, more women arrived at the recruitment booths with their daughters in tow.

Some were single mothers, while others were accompanied by husbands who understood and supported their decision..

The sight of mothers and daughters standing together, united by their aspirations for a different life, became a common occurrence.

At the recruitment booths, Daniel and his companions listened to these women’s stories with empathy and respect.

Although he listened to their stories, deep down he doesn’t care that much about their lovers or husband and perhaps, their thoughts would immediately changed when becoming his disciple.

Through tears and hugs, the women bid farewell to their former lives and embarked on a new journey alongside their daughters.

The Heavenly Harem Sect became not only a source of empowerment for these women but also a beacon of hope for the next generation.

In the midst of these emotional farewells and new beginnings, the Heavenly Harem Sect continued to grow, its influence reaching far beyond the confines of the city.

And as women and daughters joined the ranks, they became part of a community that aimed to reshape their destinies and carve out a future that defied the norms.

In a cosy cottage nestled near the edge of the land, another scene unfolded, one that mirrored the choices women were facing in the wake of the Heavenly Harem Sect’s rise.

Hara, a woman in her thirties, sat across from her best friend, Ely, her hands trembling with anxiety.

“Ely, you’ve been my confidante for years,” Hara began, her voice shaking. “I need to tell you something, something that’s been tearing me apart.”

Ely leaned forward, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. “Hara, you know you can always talk to me. What’s going on?”

Hara took a deep breath, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and determination. “I’ve decided to join the Heavenly Harem Sect.”

Ely’s eyes widened in surprise. “Hara, that’s a huge decision! Have you thought it through?”

Hara nodded, her resolve unwavering. “I have, Ely’s. It’s not just for me, but for my daughter, Lila. I want her to have a chance at a life that’s different from the one I’ve known.”

Ely’s brows furrowed in thought. “But what about your husband, Clark? What does he think?”

Hara’s gaze dropped to her hands, her fingers intertwining anxiously. “He doesn’t understand. I’m just trying to give Lila a future where she can thrive.”

Ely reached out and placed a comforting hand on Hara. “Hara, I know how much you love Lila. Hence, leaving your husband will be a better choice”

Hara seems to be comforted by it “I know, Ely. And that’s why I can’t stand by and let Lilia grow up in a land that limits her opportunities.”

Across the land, in a lavish yet torn-out mansion, another woman faced a different kind of dilemma.

Isabella, a woman of elegance and grace, stood before her husband, Richard.

Her decision to join the Heavenly Harem Sect had strained their relationship, and tension hung heavy in the air.

“Isabella, I can’t believe you’re doing this,” Richard said, his voice laced with frustration.

“Leaving our life behind for some sect?”

Isabella met his gaze, her posture unyielding. “Richard, you’ve always known my desire for being a cultivator. The Heavenly Harem Sect offers me a chance to realize my potential.”

Richard’s hands clenched into fists, his frustration evident. “And what about us? Our marriage?”

Isabella’s voice was tinged with sadness. “Richard, I thought you understood. This is about finding a purpose beyond our marriage, about embracing opportunities that I’ve longed for.”

Richard’s expression hardened as he watch Isabella leave him behind.

As these women navigated their own unique challenges and reasons for joining the Heavenly Harem Sect, their decisions showcased the choices they faced.

Whether driven by a desire to secure a brighter future for their daughters or to pursue personal growth and purpose, they all shared a common thread, the determination to redefine their lives and embrace new opportunities, no matter the sacrifices involved.

In the dimly lit corners of the land, hidden from the prying eyes of the Heavenly Harem Sect and its followers, men huddled together, their voices laced with anger and desperation.

The city’s struggles with the plague had driven them to a breaking point, and their conversations took on a sinister edge as they plotted their revenge.

Amidst the murmurs of discontent, Larry’s voice rose, his frustration evident. “We can’t let them take everything from us. They think they’re invincible with their healing and powers, but they’re not Immortals. We can fight back.”

Clark, his face etched with bitterness, chimed in. “We’re not weaklings. We’ve endured this plague, and we won’t let a bunch of women strip away our dignity. We’ll show them that we won’t be overshadowed.”

Richard, nursing wounds both physical and emotional, added his thoughts.

“It’s not just about us, it’s about the land, too. We won’t let them monopolize power and leave us to rot. We’ll unite, and we’ll remind them that we still have strength.”

At the centre of the room, Larry stood atop a makeshift platform, his voice cutting through the air like a blade.

“Brothers, we stand united against a force that seeks to undermine us. The Heavenly Harem Sect has taken advantage of our suffering, and we won’t stand idly by.”

Larry’s eyes gleamed with a sinister determination.

“They think they’ve created a haven for women by offering healing and power. We’ll turn that against them. We’ll find a way to expose their secrets, show the world that their promises aren’t as golden as they seem.”

The crowd erupted in agreement, their fists raised in defiance. The chamber resonated with their shared resolve, and as Liam spoke, others stepped forward to join him.

Clark’s voice thundered, his anger barely contained.

“We’ve gathered here because we refuse to be discarded and forgotten. We won’t let them take our city, our dignity, or our future. Together, we have the strength to change our fate.”

Clark’s lips twisted into a vindictive grin.

“And when their facade crumbles, the women who left us will see that they traded their relationships for false hope. We’ll show them that they’ve been deceived.”

Richard’s eyes blazed with fierce determination.

“Their power isn’t invincible. We’ll expose their deception, and unravel the web of lies they’ve spun. We’ll show the world the truth behind their promises.”

Richard’s voice was a low growl.

“They’ve used this plague to their advantage, and we’ll turn it into a weapon against them. We’ll spread the word about the risks they’re taking with their healing, sow doubt among their ranks.”

They knew that the Heavenly Harem Sect’s growing influence had made them vulnerable, but they believed they could exploit a weakness, the very thing that drew the women to the sect.

As their anger fueled the conversation, a plan began to take shape, a plan driven by resentment, desperation, and a thirst for vengeance.

As each speaker took the platform, the crowd’s fervour grew, their grievances transforming into a powerful force of unity.

They were no longer just men consumed by anger; they were an organized collective driven by a shared goal, to dismantle the sect that had taken so much from them.

Outside the chamber, the land was shrouded in the darkness of night, unaware of the gathering storm that brewed beneath its surface.

The men had gathered with one purpose, to strike down the Heavenly Harem Sect and its leader, Daniel.

Theirs was a mission born from desperation, anger, and a thirst for vengeance.

The land, already besieged by the plague’s relentless grip, was now poised to face another battle.

The gathering storm had reached its climax, and the land would soon bear witness to the clash between the Heavenly Harem Sect and the united force of men who sought to reclaim what they believed was rightfully theirs.

As their sinister plot continued to unfold, the men nodded in agreement, their determination to reclaim what they perceived as stolen from them burning like a fire.