Read My Harem Grew So Large, I Was Forced To Ascend Hòugōng tài duō, zhǐhǎo fēishēngle ; There are too many harems, so I have to fly ; Мой гарем так велик, что пришлось отправиться на небеса ; 后宫太多，只好飞升了
My romantic entanglements expanded beyond control, compelling me to transcend mortal limits—the temperamental celestial sage, the voluptuous elder sister, the barefooted venomous alchemist, the ethereal sword maiden draped in ivory silk—all ranking among the planet’s six most formidable beings. As Ye Gulou, I achieved the unprecedented feat of attaining godhood through the purest yang essence cultivation. Yet this supreme power comes with a cruel restriction: any intimate bond with women would spell my doom. How then shall I handle this ever-growing collection of admirers accumulated over decades? Each vies violently for my exclusive affection, threatening lethal consequences should I refuse to pick one. Their relentless pursuit forced my immediate ascension to divine realms—only to discover they’ve pursued me across dimensions! Now, as my past and present paramours converge, what fresh chaos will unfold?
The celestial realm trembles as these powerhouse women clash—the tsundere archmage’s lightning dances with the poison mistress’ miasmic clouds while the swordswoman’s blade weaves through the battlefield. My original world’s harem members arrive bearing gifts of destruction: the busty elder sister shatters mountains with her fists, the silk-clad immortal cleaves space itself. Meanwhile, the new dimension’s inhabitants gape at this interdimensional romantic catastrophe.
Pure yang energy pulses through my veins, both blessing and curse—this divine power could incinerate continents, yet prevents me from embracing any of these extraordinary women. They’ve besieged my celestial palace, alternating between passionate declarations and world-ending ultimatums. The tsundere heavenly master freezes oceans to prove her devotion; the barefoot alchemist poisons entire armies just to get my attention.
Across collapsing realities, I realize the terrifying truth: these women would rather unravel existence than share me. The merging worlds create bizarre phenomena—volcanic eruptions spew heart-shaped flames, storms whisper lovers’ quarrels in dead languages. My cultivation breakthrough has become a cosmic romantic comedy with apocalyptic stakes.
Perhaps true immortality lies not in escaping these formidable women, but in surviving their combined affections. As dimensional barriers crumble, I brace for the ultimate showdown—not against demonic overlords or heavenly tribulations, but against the most terrifying force in all creation: an unstoppable, united harem. The universe itself holds its breath as these goddesses of war and passion prepare their final, devastating romantic offensive.
