The Saiyan In The Cultivation World.

"Let's start with Cherry," I said casually, leaning back with the snow-white cat still purring in my arms. My fingers absently played with its soft fur as I spoke. "The reason I wanted to meet with you is simple, I want to use your body."

I smiled relaxedly, utterly unconcerned by the weird looks the group in front of me shot my way. 

"Use my body?" Cherry's eyes widened as her mouth fell open in shock. She clearly hadn't expected those words to come out of my mouth.

A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face, though. Some part of her seemed to sense that I didn't mean it the way she was thinking.

And she was right.

"I noticed you have many STDs," I said bluntly, my smile unfaltering as I continued stroking the cat's fur. "I want you to play as my girlfriend."

Cherry's eyes widened, her expression darkening rapidly, but I kept going.

"I'm planning a small prank. I'll let my siblings 'steal' you from me. In return, you'll get to sleep around with the royal family, all while being shielded by me."

The corners of my mouth lifted into a calm, almost mischievous smile.

Cherry's face twisted into an expression so ugly it could have curdled milk. If looks could kill, the room might have gone up in flames.

"What? Don't tell me you got the STDs against your will. If that's the case, I'll feel like a real jerk," I said, frowning slightly as it occurred to me that I should've done more digging into her background.

My words only seemed to enrage Cherry further. Her face darkened, eyes narrowing with barely contained fury. She stood abruptly, her movements sharp and stiff, clearly intent on leaving.

"I do not have any STDs!" Cherry snapped, her voice trembling with anger. "What I do have is the 9 Hellish Heavenly Yin Body."

Her declaration made my eyebrow arch. The 9 Hellish Heavenly Yin Body was infamous, a physique born to exude seduction and allure. Those who possessed it didn't need to try to captivate others, their very existence did it for them.

From a young age, every action, movement, or glance would unconsciously stir desire. It didn't matter if it was old or young, male or female, or even animal, everything with a sense of lust would be drawn toward them.

The most deadly aspect of the 9 Hellish Heavenly Yin Body wasn't its allure, it was what happened to those who dared to sleep with her.

To claim her primal yin, one would need to sleep with her a total of nine times.

But it wasn't as simple as that. Each encounter would subject them to a hellish ordeal as their cultivation was drained, flowing directly into her. The process was relentless, an overwhelming siphoning that would leave them weaker with each encounter while she grew stronger.

If someone were to sleep with her just once and then decide never to do it again, their cultivation would slowly begin to leak from their body and into hers over time, an invisible tether that wouldn't break until her primal yin was claimed.

Of course, taking her primal yin wasn't a simple matter. It was an almost impossible challenge, requiring immense strength and willpower. Yet, for Cherry, it was something she desperately needed to lose.

Her primal yin wasn't just a blessing; it was a curse. Every now and then, it would act up, punishing her for daring to remain a virgin. The pain was relentless, a constant reminder of her unclaimed state.

On top of that, her physique made cultivation far slower for her compared to others. By all rights, she should have been far stronger than she was. If only she could lose her primal yin, her growth would skyrocket.

In other words, Cherry wasn't just special, she was a genius, one held back by the very thing that made her extraordinary.

"I can take your virginity if you want," I said after a moment of thought, my tone calm and matter-of-fact. "It's the least I can do… and I'll even throw in a favor to make up for my disrespect."

Cherry froze mid-step, her body stiffening as she turned to look at me. Clearly, she hadn't expected those words to leave my mouth. Her expression was a mix of shock and disbelief as if she were trying to decide whether I was being serious or simply mocking her.

"I disrespected you," I said, my tone calm but sincere. "I invited you here and placed labor on your innocent head, and for that, I apologize. To make things worse, I brought up a topic you clearly find sensitive. So, again, I'm sorry."

Cherry blinked, her anger momentarily dissipating as my words caught her off guard. She opened her mouth as if to respond, but no words came out.

"Helping you lose your primal yin is easy for me," I said in my newly found accent, the words flowing smoothly as my hand lazily played with the soft fur of the cat in my arms. "I feel worse pain just from cultivating."

I paused, giving her a calm, steady look. "But if you don't want me to do it, I can help you find someone else capable of taking it from you."

"I want you to take it… and the favor? I want your hand in marriage," Cherry blurted out, her words spilling out too quickly, brimming with energy.

I blinked, taken aback for a moment, before sighing softly.

"W-wait," I began, my tone calm but firm, "I'm only six years old. Marriage is the last thing on my mind." I met her gaze evenly, my voice steady as I continued, "I mean no disrespect, but I can't ever truly give a woman my heart. Unless they can steal my heart the same way battle has, it's more likely than not I'd never love the woman."

I leaned back slightly, stroking the cat in my arms with absentminded care. "You could find hundreds of men who would give you everything, and worship the ground you walk on." I paused, my voice softening just enough to make my point clear. "But you won't find that man inside me."

"Are you trying to push me away, or give me more of a reason to marry you?" Cherry asked, her voice carrying a subtle edge.

I sighed, running a hand through the soft fur of the cat in my arms. It wasn't hard to figure out what she was after. Power.

For someone like Cherry, marrying me wasn't about love. It was about opportunity. And to not have my love, but still have my support? That was the perfect balance for her. It gave her all the protection and influence of being tied to me without the constraints that came with true devotion.

"I'm a man of my word," I said calmly, stroking the purring cat in my arms. "I offered you a favor, and I plan to uphold that favor, even if it costs me my life."

Without pausing, I turned my attention to Chin Chong.

"Next is you," I said, locking eyes with him. "I want to use you to build a connection within the Demon Realm. As you can see, I'm a businessman, and I want to leverage you to better understand the demons there. The culture, the politics, the products unique to your realm, there's a lot I could gain. What do you say?"

The words left my lips smoothly, but their effect was immediate.

Cherry, Ling Xue, and Qing Ying froze in their seats, their faces pale with disbelief. The horror in their expressions was unmistakable. To them, the very mention of forming a connection with the Demon Realm was unthinkable, a taboo so outrageous they seemed momentarily at a loss for words.

It was a crime of the highest order to have any connections with demons. The act alone was enough to invite destruction, regardless of one's status or power. Even the mighty Zhou Empire, a beacon of strength on the continent, would find itself erased from existence if word of such ties ever came to light.

"How powerful are you that you can ignore the Radiant Sun's laws?" Qing Ying asked softly, her voice laced with unease.

The Radiant Sun wasn't just any organization, it was the number one powerhouse in this small world, a towering behemoth of influence and strength. For as long as anyone could remember, they had stood unrivaled, even during the legendary Heaven Splitting Deity era.

Some whispered that after his fall, they had taken possession of his body, studying it in secret to uncover the mysteries of his godlike power.

Of course, such claims were never proven, but the sheer idea spoke volumes of their dominance.

"An organization that can't even manage something as simple as cutting the sky and leaving this small world isn't worthy of setting laws that I should care about," I said calmly, my tone steady but dismissive. "You need to understand one thing. Just because I'm in a weakened state doesn't mean I can't get your mother back."

I leaned back, letting my words sink in. "I was the strongest before, and I remain the strongest now."

As for how strong I was? Stripped of my Dao and relying solely on my cultivation, I was equal to a level 5 Qi Refinement cultivator.