"Amitabha," he chanted, forcing himself to suppress his rising urges.
With a stretch, he slipped out of bed and quietly freshened up while Mei'er continued her breakthrough undisturbed.
The flow of time in this world was hugely different from that of Arenvath. One year here was barely about ten minutes in Arenvath. By Julian's estimation, there was still around seven hours left before nightfall in Arenvath, meaning he had nearly forty years to enjoy himself here before needing to return back to his loyal and eager harem.
Julian smoothed his monk's robe and adopted the familiar serene smile. Luoshi had invited him to the Lotus Pavilion, and with Mei'er deep in her cultivation, he was free to explore.
"Let's see what this pavilion thingy is," he murmured, stepping through the door into the fresh morning air.
