All Chapters of Bloody Harem System: Chapter 21
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A Bloody Secret
Corry Shaw walked through the iron gates of the Outer Sect Command Post. His boots dragged against the cobblestones. The polished silver badge on his chest felt unusually heavy. He had spent years building his reputation as an untouchable enforcer. He had just watched a starving vagrant dismantle that illusion in less than ten seconds.He passed a dozen junior guards training in the courtyard. They stopped their sword drills and bowed deeply. Corry ignored them. He did not offer his usual nods of approval. He headed straight for the administrative wing. The image of Tristan screaming in the dirt played repeatedly in his mind. The spray of blood across the pristine stones felt like a dark omen.He reached a set of reinforced oak doors. He knocked twice. A sharp voice called out from inside. Corry pushed the doors open and stepped into the private office of Outer Sect Master Sunny.Sunny stood behind a wide wooden desk. He was a tall man with a scarred jaw and cold eyes. He oversaw the
A Bloody Payment
The linen curtain fell across the doorway, plunging cubicle four into dim shadows. Arthur stood near the simple wooden examination table. He gestured for Zoe to sit. The young outer disciple obeyed immediately. She cradled her swollen right arm against her chest. Her breathing was shallow and irregular. The intense pain from the shattered bone kept her muscles rigid.Arthur stepped closer to the table. He did not ask her for a medical history. The newly acquired Heaven's Touch Bone Refinement skill activated automatically within his mind. A highly detailed anatomical map overlaid his vision. He could see straight through her gray uniform and pale skin. He saw the exact structure of her skeleton glowing faintly in his mind. The radius bone in her right forearm was fractured cleanly in two places. The jagged fragments pressed dangerously against a cluster of nerves. The surrounding muscle tissue was inflamed from the poor handling by the pavilion staff."Lie back," Arthur instructed gen
A Bloody Ledger
The linen curtain blocked the bright midday sun. The air inside cubicle four smelled of clean water and old wood. Arthur stood over the simple examination table. He pressed his thumbs deep into the shoulder socket of his twelfth patient. He channeled a focused stream of crimson Qi directly into the torn cartilage. The spiritual energy acted like a dense physical wedge. He twisted his wrists with a sharp, calculated motion.A loud pop echoed in the small space.The burly outer disciple lying on the wooden table let out a long breath. The sound was pure, unadulterated relief. The rigid muscles in his thick neck relaxed instantly.Outside the thin wooden walls, dozens of injured students stood in a long queue. Zoe had marched into the courtyard over an hour ago. She had flexed her healed arm for everyone to see. Her display triggered an immediate frenzy. Every disciple holding a few silver or gold coins abandoned the orthodox physicians to wait outside Arthur's stall.Arthur dragged his
A Bloody Tax
Two more men in pristine green robes pushed their way through the frightened crowd of outer disciples. They flanked Weston and glared at the doorway of cubicle four. Ryder and Miles were veteran physicians of the Azure Healing Pavilion. They had grown fat and wealthy off the suffering of the outer sect students. They looked at the long line of injured men refusing their services and their faces twisted with greedy outrage."He operates without orthodox approval," Ryder yelled, pointing a thick finger toward the small wooden stall. "He is stealing our livelihood right out from under us."Miles nodded vigorously and crossed his arms. "We spent decades mastering the herbal arts. A vagrant cannot just walk into our courtyard and claim our clients. He must be banned from the premises immediately."Arthur stood near the edge of the thick linen curtain. He rested his hand on the hilt of his black sword and evaluated the three angry men. They looked soft. Their hands lacked callouses and thei
A Bloody Gate
Arthur watched the outer sect enforcers march away across the sunlit courtyard. The loss of the gold burned in his gut. A fifty percent tax was not a regulation. It was a blatant extortion designed to keep the lower ranks poor and subservient. He knew fighting Corry Shaw over a few hundred coins was an error. He needed to remove the authority enforcing the tax. He needed a political shield powerful enough to rival Master Sunny. He needed Master Seth.He turned back to the crowd of injured disciples waiting near the stone walls."The clinic is closed for the day," Arthur announced. His voice echoed off the wooden beams of the Azure Healing Pavilion. "My spiritual reserves are depleted. I will return tomorrow to continue the alignments."A collective groan of disappointment swept through the crowd. The men holding their coins looked devastated. They had watched their peers walk away fully healed and they desperately wanted the same relief. Arthur ignored their complaints. He walked past
A Bloody Diagnosis
The guard led Arthur away from the gates. They walked across the expansive training grounds of the western barracks. The estate felt entirely different from the luxurious inner pavilions ruled by Victor Vale. There were no decorative koi ponds or silk banners here. Racks of steel polearms and training dummies carved from dense mountain timber lined the stone walls. The outer sect masters trained for survival and warfare.They reached a reinforced stone keep at the center of the compound. The guard pushed open a thick wooden door and guided Arthur down a quiet, dimly lit corridor.The scent of copper and rotting meat hung in the air. The smell grew stronger as they approached a set of double doors at the end of the hall. The sharp, bitter tang of orthodox herbal pastes failed to mask the underlying odor of infected flesh. The sect healers were clearly losing the battle against the beast wounds.The guard knocked once and pushed the doors open. He stepped into the private quarters and g
A Bloody Delay
Arthur stood frozen beside the bed. The amber warning text hovered over his vision. The cold steel of the guard's sword rested a fraction of an inch from his spine. He faced a lethal dilemma. If he withdrew his hand and admitted failure, the loyal guard would execute him for wasting their time. If he blindly channeled his crimson Qi and triggered the venom, the master would die. The guard would execute him for that mistake as well.He chose the only viable option. He proceeded with extreme caution.He peeled the soaked linen away from the broad back. The localized heat radiating from the skin felt like an open furnace. The bandages fell away to reveal the true extent of the trauma. Three massive, jagged slash marks tore diagonally across Seth's torso. The beast claws had shredded dense muscle and scraped against the spinal column. The wounds wept a dark, foul smelling fluid.A new prompt appeared in his vision.[Diagnosing foreign contaminants. Estimated completion: One minute.]Arthu
A Bloody Collection
Arthur walked out of the fortified western barracks. The iron gates groaned shut behind him. He carried the sack tied securely to his belt. The thousand gold coins clinked against his thigh with every step. The sudden influx of wealth solved his mortal logistical problems. He could buy fine food, bribe the courtyard guards, and rent prime space in the inner rings. The gold offered zero protection against the escalating martial threats within the Cerulean Crest Order. He had reached a dangerous crossroads in his conquest.He needed to understand Spirit Refinement and Body Tempering. The system had diagnosed those unknown arts within Corry Shaw and his enforcers earlier that afternoon. Arthur knew his basic Qi Condensation would eventually fail against specialized combat techniques. Until he decoded those hidden martial arts, he remained at a severe tactical disadvantage. He could not beat Corry in an open duel without risking his own life. The squad commander possessed structured power
A Bloody Adaptation
Serena rested her head against Arthur's chest. Her breathing slowly returned to a steady rhythm in the quiet eastern bungalow. The dim evening light filtered through the paper screens. She traced a finger along the hard muscles of his stomach. She looked up at him with dark eyes full of absolute adoration."You are a monster," Serena whispered. A satisfied smile curved her lips. "I have never felt anything like you. You are the best man in this entire sect."Arthur ran his hand through her dark hair. He did not say a word. He was too exhausted to speak.The toll of the afternoon was catching up to him. He had spent hours channeling precision Qi in the Azure Healing Pavilion. He had aligned Master Seth's rotting spine. He had collected his debt from Zoe in the outer courtyards. Returning to the bungalow and engaging in another intense session with Serena had pushed his stamina to the limit. His muscles ached with a deep, hollow fatigue.He closed his eyes and summoned the system interf
A Bloody Conspiracy
Corry Shaw stood at attention inside the private office of the Outer Sect Command Post. The doors were sealed shut to prevent eavesdropping. The squad commander kept his posture rigid and his hands clasped behind his back. He delivered his intelligence report with cold precision. He detailed the events at the Azure Healing Pavilion and the extortion of the gold coins.Outer Sect Master Sunny sat behind his scarred mahogany desk. He listened to the breakdown without interrupting. The elder rubbed his jaw, his eyes narrowing as he processed the sheer scale of the disruption."His medical skill is flawless," Corry reported. He maintained an objective tone. "He reset twelve shattered bones in a single afternoon. He cleared meridians that our orthodox physicians declared permanently ruined. The outer disciples are treating him like a living god."Sunny leaned forward and rested his elbows on the wood. "A beggar does not learn miraculous bone setting in the servant alleys. He is using a tri