Vishi’s mouth twitched, ultimately unwilling to embarrass the Ghost Prophet, she turned her head and gave up. Weiser looked at Ash mournfully, but still prioritized the big picture, saying, "Ash approves of this plan, and I support it, who else is in favor?"

Diya and Vishi raised their hands simultaneously, Sonia hesitated for a while, her face full of unwillingness. Ash held her hand, fingers interlocked, and whispered in her ear, "You’re my favorite Sword Maiden, you can definitely be the top performer every day."

"I don’t feel like I’m your favorite..."

A voice full of disdain echoed in the tent: "Hmph."

Ash immediately said, "Vishi!"

"Not me!" Vishi said, "It’s the Witch!"

"Not me!" Diya said, "I heard it was the Silver Lamp!"

"Not me!" Weiser said, "It’s definitely Vishi spreading rumors!"

All three of you are involved, huh!

Ash glared at them and then looked at Sonia, his heart softened, and he said, "If it doesn’t work out, I can sleep outside too, don’t listen to their jeers, after all, I’m a mage with a criminal record, it’s either prison or being chased down, I’m not picky about living conditions."

Sonia lifted her head, her hair wasn’t tied in a ponytail now, and her red hair flowed like a waterfall. The blush from earlier hadn’t faded, and her coat naturally revealed her snow-white skin. In the light, she was both holy and enchanting, full of natural charm. Every time Ash looked at the Sword Maiden, he felt that what illuminated the world was the light from her body, light that reached the softest part of his heart, making everything he saw and felt colorful.

"I’m not your favorite," she gently punched Ash, "but you’re my favorite... you’re taking advantage of my affection."

"You’ve been wandering for so long, and you’ve suffered curses..." Sonia reached out and pinched Ash’s face, "This time, you’re getting off easy."

She turned to the others, "I can agree to this plan, but I have one request."

"What request?" Weiser wasn’t surprised Sonia would yield.

The focus of this plan was not just getting the Sword Maiden to accept, but for Ash to approve. Ash cared most about their magic development, even willing to sacrifice his emotional needs to maintain distance, because that would keep a good cultivation atmosphere in the team... But now everyone was breaking the rules, Ash understood that abstinence would ultimately turn into a ’rule-breaking competition,’ hence a plan that could encourage positive competition naturally appealed to Ash.

He also realized that it wasn’t just him, everyone was under great pressure, and appropriate stress relief was necessary. As someone who couldn’t cultivate, he couldn’t offer nothing, and after much thought, he could only serve as the team’s pressure regulator.

Moreover... after tonight’s experience, Ash wanted to loosen some of his self-restraint.

"My request is that the first place of the day accumulates points, which after offsetting everyone’s points, still has surplus." Sonia declared word by word.

"So confident?" Weiser chuckled, "Certainly no problem, I believe no one will object to increasing the points pool... now let’s discuss the details."

The operators finally reached a consensus, gathering together for friendly negotiations:

"Holding hands surely can’t be worth 1 point, we should at least add a kiss."

"What level of kiss? Light and deep should be different, right?"

"There should be time limits too, otherwise the Witch could use one encounter for a whole day."

"We could introduce multiple packages, like ten minutes of intimate interaction and five minutes of deep kissing interaction."

"How many points to ’act as Master’? Vishi, you haven’t answered me yet!"

"Such service should cost at least two days... no, three days of points! It must be winning points for three consecutive days to unlock this service!"

"Wait, how do we calculate if we’re serving Ash?"

"The same, unless someone is first for three consecutive days, only then can they provide service."

"And if no one can..."

"He’ll have to settle it himself!" Sonia looked at Ash: "No objections, right?"

Originally, Ash felt a bit dissatisfied seeing them price his actions like this, treating him as a public facility for everyone’s use, but with Sonia’s glare, he immediately shook his head: "None!"

Vishi glanced at the two of them and sighed. Ash and Sonia weren’t simply about who’s stronger, but when Sonia was weak, Ash would naturally be strong, and vice versa; they weren’t perfect partners but could instinctively avoid each other’s sharp edges, softly cushioning each other’s anxiety... even considering Vishi’s thousands of years of experience, mages couples like them were rare.

After all, mages were used to independence, hard to open their hearts to others. Yet, in this tent, there were four love brains who wholeheartedly loved others.

How can I replace the Sword Maiden in Ash’s heart—

Pa.

Everyone froze, looking at Vishi, who slapped herself. The Ghost Prophet used great force, leaving a clear red mark on her face.

Vishi said nonchalantly: "It’s nothing, you all continue."

At this moment, Ash suddenly flicked his finger, a warm light fell on Vishi’s face, quickly easing her pain. Everyone didn’t react immediately, until Ash’s body jolted, Sonia quickly supported him: "Isn’t your curse not yet healed? What are you doing?"

"I feel much better, wanted to try operating magic power, didn’t expect to successfully unleash a Miracle." Ash said casually: "It’s alright, it proves I’m recovering well."

If it weren’t for the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, perhaps everyone would have believed him. Vishi touched her cheek, lowered her head in thought, and didn’t participate in further discussions.

After sorting out a detailed "Points Rules," Diya checked the time: "Only two hours until wake-up."

"It’s okay for you to sleep in too." Weiser smiled: "After training for so many days, sometimes you need to rest, combining work and rest."

"Everyone, go back and rest," Sonia said. "The new rules will be officially implemented in tomorrow’s training."

"Okay."

The operators responded, but none of them moved.

The girls glanced at each other. Diya asked, "Sword Maiden, why aren’t you leaving?"

"I’m afraid you might sneak back after I leave." Sonia didn’t hide her suspicion. "You are totally capable of doing that."

"Indeed." Diya nodded earnestly. "Then I’ll stay on watch; you all go rest."

Weiser looked directly at Vishi. "Ghost Prophet, you and Ash only have a transactional relationship, right? Now that the transaction is complete, you can leave."

Vishi was so flustered she turned red and then pale, unable to be as straightforward as them about her feelings, so she simply sat at the bedside and refused to leave.

They stared at each other for a moment, suddenly recalling the night before the vow of abstinence. Ash scratched his head in frustration. "If you’re not sleeping, I need to; then all stay. It’s not like it’s the first time."

A few minutes later, the tent returned to darkness. Ash still slept in the middle, but this time, Silver Lamp and the maid slept on either side of him, while the Sword Maiden and the Witch were on the outside.

Firstly, last time the Sword Maiden and the Witch slept inside; secondly, just now only they experienced calmness. Logically and emotionally, this time Weiser and Vishi should be inside.

They had barely lain down when Diya’s voice suddenly cut through the darkness. "I think..."

Sonia: "No."

"I haven’t even said it yet!"

"Go ahead."

"I think it’s a bit cramped. Shouldn’t Ash get a bigger bed?"

"Denied." "Denied." "Denied." Everyone opposed it, knowing full well that the only factor limiting the "Witch’s Domain" was that Ash’s bed wasn’t big enough.

"Tsk."

After a while, Silver Lamp turned sideways to hug Ash, and then the maid also draped herself over him. Logically, Ash shouldn’t have been surprised, but with Weiser and Vishi, who were supposed to be mortal enemies, lying in his arms, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

And being held by them felt very comfortable, as if immersed in gentle warmth and softness, every inch of his skin enjoying the elastic bliss—

Ash was jolted awake when his finger was bitten hard by the Sword Maiden. He pinched the Sword Maiden’s nose, and then got bitten again.

"Speaking of which," Weiser suddenly said, "the points rules are set, but we haven’t established a supervision method yet. If someone exploits loopholes in private..."

"Whoever breaks the rules dies," Sonia said fiercely. She had already compromised, so if anyone tried to cheat, she wouldn’t hold back her anger.

"The best way is to have Ash sleep outside," Weiser continued, "this way no one can break the rules, and everyone can monitor Ash during service exchanges to see if he’s disrupting the market."

"Absolutely not!" Ash immediately said. "Even if it’s the Sword Maiden, without enough points don’t even think about getting my services for free... Hmm."

Sonia released Ash’s fingers, speaking with annoyance. "The reason I accepted this rule was so he wouldn’t have to sleep outside. If he still has to, we might as well all abstain!"

Weiser said, "So there’s one more way, which lets Ash sleep well and all of us supervise together."

"What way?..."

Diya asked instinctively, but no one answered her. Soon, she understood.

The darkness within the tent finally settled into a gentle serenity.

...

...

Two months later, Level Six of Hell.

Ash opened his eyes, looking at the ocean of Double Hell, and took a deep breath. "The scent of Hell... surprisingly smells better than Senluo."

Boom!

Although Ash quickly unfolded his Holy Domain, a sudden slash still knocked him into the ocean. But he immediately spread his Void Wings, gliding low over the sea, the violent air currents slicing through the towering waves!

Danger!

The scent of Death pierced through Ash’s back, his hairs standing on end. Without time to use a Wonder, he could only draw his sword to block!

Clang!

Ash was sent flying like a cannonball, skidding over a hundred meters across the sea, causing a light rain in the entire area. Looking at the Death Mad Sword Maiden flying towards him, he asked in confusion, "Why are you attacking me!?"

"You dare ask me!?" Death Mad coldly looked down at him. "If I were you, I’d reflect well on everything I’ve done these past two months and atone for my sins before Death."

Ash hastily said, "Wait, I was just doing it for them—"

Death Mad wielded her sword with both hands, her unabashed Killing Intent covering the ocean like a shadow. "Allowing a Meiwa like you to live will only make food more expensive—die!"