Manipulative Harem God



Despite Wu Xue's annoyance towards Ye Feng, she couldn't fathom him being entangled in such inhumane activities.

Meanwhile, a storm of emotions raged within Ye Feng, his features contorted with a mixture of anger, confusion, and an ominous premonition that clouded his mind.

Leng Yan sneered disdainfully at them, her expression filled with a mix of superiority and accusation. "Then what do you have to say about this, miss?"

She then proceeded to reveal a video, holding it out for Wu Xue to see.

Wu Xue's complexion paled as she watched the footage unfold before her eyes. It depicted Ye Feng in a suspicious act, lurking behind the hotel they had been in just hours earlier.

He appeared to touch something, and suddenly the entire building was consumed by an inferno.

The camera caught a glimpse of Ye Feng's hasty escape from the flames, his movements too swift to be clearly captured.

The evidence seemed to suggest that Ye Feng was a trained terrorist, skilled in his destructive craft.

Wu Xue's mind raced, desperately seeking an explanation for this damning footage. "There must be some mistake. But this video..." she thought, feeling a sense of distress wash over her as they found themselves surrounded by police officers.

Satisfied with the impact of the video, Leng Yan declared, "Are you convinced now? Come with us, Ye Feng!"

An officer swiftly approached, handcuffing Ye Feng and forcefully guiding him towards the waiting police car.

Ye Feng's countenance throughout the ordeal was etched with a mixture of rage, disbelief, and an overwhelming sense of injustice.

As his fists clenched tightly, a surge of hatred and betrayal filled Ye Feng's heart.

In that moment, he vowed to exact revenge on Zhang Wei.

'I would kill you—Zhang Wei!"

He now understood that Zhang Wei had orchestrated everything—a trap carefully laid out to send him back to jail.

It was a plot, a scheme designed to ruin his life once again. And this time, the charges were far more severe. Even the influential Wang family would not let him go easily. According to the damning footage, he was the one responsible for the destruction of their hotel.

The weight of this evidence, combined with his previous conflict with Wang Haoran, pointed directly at him as the prime suspect.

But Ye Feng was innocent.

The overwhelming sense of injustice threatened to overwhelm him, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhang Wei's ruthlessness knew no bounds—he hadn't even given Ye Feng a chance to defend himself.

As he contemplated the intricacies of Zhang Wei's meticulous planning, a shudder of fear ran through Ye Feng's body.

He realized that he was up against an enemy who was no longer human.

Zhang Wei had transformed into a monster in his eyes.

Wu Xue stood in stunned silence, watching helplessly as Ye Feng was taken away by the police.

She mustered the courage to call Lin Ruoxi, her voice filled with anxiety as she relayed the shocking turn of events.

Today had indeed become a day of chaos for them, turning their lives upside down in ways they could never have anticipated.

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The wind tousled Lin Ruoxi's flowing locks as her fingers trembled on the phone. Conflicting emotions played across her face, etching lines of worry and uncertainty.

"What's the matter, President Lin?" Zhang Wei inquired, a deceptive glint in his eyes, his laughter veiled beneath a facade of confusion.

Lin Ruoxi paused, her voice laced with both astonishment and trepidation. "The hotel we just left... it was engulfed in flames moments after our departure. Authorities suspect that Ye Feng was behind the devastating attack."

A mask of shock materialized on Zhang Wei's face, his words carefully restrained.

But fear crept into Lin Ruoxi's gaze, her eyes widening with a mix of disbelief and dread. "Had we been even a few minutes later... we might have met our demise. Could it be that Yu Lei's accident was a twisted stroke of fate, a tragic blessing in disguise?" Her voice quivered as she grappled with the eerie implications of the inexplicable events.

She, who had never embraced notions of divine intervention, now found herself desperately searching for explanations beyond the realm of reason.

Unbeknownst to her, the architect of this malevolence couldn't help but revel in his twisted triumph.

An invisible puppeteer, Zhang Wei delighted in his godlike role, orchestrating the chaos with meticulous precision.

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Notification: Mission Accomplished!

Objective: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Congratulations on successfully completing the mission! As a reward, you have earned the esteemed Inheritance of the God of Medicine - Li Shen, along with the legendary-level artifact, Silver Needles once wielded by Emperor Li Shen himself.

Please note that these rewards have been temporarily added to your inventory for your convenience. Feel free to utilize them as needed in your future endeavors. Enjoy your newfound treasures and continue your epic journey!

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In the realms of legends, there was a revered figure known as Li Shen, the God of Medicine.

As a cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, his powers were unmatched, and his profound knowledge of healing arts was revered throughout the celestial domains.

Li Shen, with his ethereal presence and a countenance that exuded wisdom, commanded respect and awe from all who crossed his path.

Adorned in robes that shimmered like moonlight, he radiated an aura of divine serenity, his eyes sparkling with an otherworldly brilliance.

His reputation as the God of Medicine was not without reason.

With a single needle, said to possess the power of a thousand armies, Li Shen could mend the most grievous of wounds and cure ailments that baffled lesser healers.

This legendary needle, crafted with celestial silver imbued with the essence of the heavens, was said to possess an innate ability to restore life and vitality.

Stories of Li Shen's miraculous healings echoed throughout the annals of history, each tale more extraordinary than the last.

From reviving the dying to eradicating plagues, his benevolent touch could turn despair into hope, and suffering into salvation.

It was whispered among sages that his mere presence could bring about an atmosphere of tranquility and harmony, as if the very elements themselves bowed to his mastery.

As the God of Medicine, Li Shen stood as a beacon of hope and a paragon of healing prowess.

His legacy, passed down through generations, became a guiding light for aspiring physicians and cultivators alike, forever etching his name in the annals of immortality.

The system explained Li Shen's history. Although he wasn't a celestial being, it was a surprising revelation that he was a resident of the Blue Star Realm itself.

'So, our land once housed formidable cultivators?' Zhang Wei inquired, his curiosity piqued.

The title of Heavenly Immortal, a rank just below that of Divine Immortal, held immense significance, representing the pinnacle that any human could hope to achieve, as for the rankings of Celestials, Zhang Wei was yet not aware about it.

[Host, in the future, you may encounter some of these ancestral figures. It is crucial not to underestimate them.] The system's cautionary words rang in Zhang Wei's mind, a reminder of the potential encounters that lay ahead on his path.