Manipulative Harem God



Zhang Wei couldn't help but be surprised by her mystifying presence

A singular glance was all she granted him, an unspoken acknowledgement that seemed to skim the surface of his being before retreating into her own thoughts.

This woman appeared to be a realm of intrigue unto herself, evoking in Zhang Wei a distinct sense of fascination.

An inexplicable magnetism hung about her presence.

His suspicions took root as he delved into her status, confirming his intuitions with the clarity only the system could provide.

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Status:-

Name: Xei Meirong 

Age: 18

Body Rank: Mortal

Cultivation Level: None

Bloodline: None

Spirit beast: None

Cultivation talent: Supreme Talent

Spiritual root rank: Moonlight Pearl Root [Divine Rank] 

Special Abilities: Pscychokenesis 

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This marked the second instance that Zhang Wei had encountered an individual endowed with special abilities, sparking a growing fascination with these remarkable beings.

In his estimation, her status outshone all the women he had encountered thus far, second only to the exceptional duo of Feng Xinyue and her sister.

Zhang Wei's eyes tenderly lingered on Song Shoushan, who occupied a place to his left. She was dressed in a moderate attire today, blend of light colours, covering most of her body. 

A sense of gratitude washed over him as he observed her, she had provided him such a gift, he can never think of, that an individual like Xei Meirong existed into her friend circle. 

He felt like rushing forward, and giving her a kiss, as her reward! 

Xei Meirong was undoubtedly a treasure to him in this mortal realm, and he yearned to seize the opportunity that would bind her closer.

The challenge lay in unraveling her resistance and kindling an interest that mirrored his own.

However, Xei Meirong remained impervious to his charms, her demeanor unfazed by his allure.

This realization piqued his curiosity further, compelling him to enslave her as soon as possible!

His gaze shifted to the girl sitting directly across from him, their eyes meeting in a charged exchange.

Her attire consisted of a loose, cold-shoulder white top that played in harmonious contrast with the delicate shade of pink on her lips. The ensemble accentuated her youthful beauty, wrapping her in an aura of innocent allure. Delicate brows framed captivating eyes, casting an ethereal light on her features. Her cascade of hair, like a frame, embraced her face with a radiant display of health and vitality.

Although her physique leaned towards the slender side, her presence exuded a magnetic charm that was hard to ignore.

The ethereal quality of her appearance held a mesmerizing power, ensnaring his attention effortlessly.

In that fleeting exchange, their gazes locked, bridging the divide between two strangers with a shared sense of curiosity and intrigue.

"Ah, Zhang Wei, you're here! Let me introduce you to these two!" Song Shoushan's cheerful voice reached his ears as she stood up, her demeanor indicating that the past incident hadn't dampened her spirits.

Zhang Wei didn't waste his time trying to engage Xei Meirong, who appeared uninterested in his presence. Instead, he smoothly took a seat beside the girl in the white top.

The subtle fragrance of citrus that enveloped her reminded him of the essence of youth, evoking memories of his own younger days.

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Status:-

Name: Xiong Mei

Age: 18

Body Rank: Mortal

Cultivation Level: None

Bloodline: None

Spirit beast: None

Cultivation talent: Supreme Talent

Spiritual root rank: Superior spiritual root

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The girl beside Zhang Wei, the one in the white top, introduced herself as Xiong Mei. While her status held its own merits, Xie Meirong's presence had made a lasting impression on Zhang Wei's mind, causing him to unconsciously divert his attention from Xiong Mei's abilities to her quiet appearance.

Unlike Xei Meirong, who offered a mere nod in acknowledgment, Xiong Mei maintained a more polished facade, extending a gentler greeting as she faced him.

As the introductions unfolded, it became apparent that Zhang Wei's initial assumption was incorrect.

These three girls were not classmates; instead, Song Shoushan was a student of Minghui No.1 High School, whereas Xiong Mei and Xie Meirong were enrolled at Xiangyun Art School.

Xiangyun Art School, located in the university district, was an extension of the existing Yunzhou Conservatory of Music and Art, a branch of the Yunzhou Institute.

Bai Wenling's role in connecting these girls was significant. Her mother had been a batchmate of Zhao Hongyan, forging a connection that extended back to Song Shoushan's early years.

Meanwhile, Bai Wenling had encountered Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei at the Grand Arcade Mall a few months prior.

While Song Shoushan proved to be outgoing and adept at conversation, navigating the introduction of these two unfamiliar faces, Xie Meirong's nods and Xiong Mei's occasional interjections added to the flow of their discussions.

Xie Meirong's demeanor continued to intrigue Zhang Wei, stoking his desire to uncover her secrets.

With each mysterious gesture, she seemed to be unknowingly adding to his fascination, though little did she know that she was only paving the way for her own downfall.

As the fragrance of the three captivating women surrounded Zhang Wei from all sides, he felt as though his world had blossomed into a fragrant array of vibrant hues.

The mere thought of orchestrating an encounter where all four of these enticing ladies including Bai Wenling would be at his bed, made his blood boil in anticipation. 

The mental image of these four fairies eagerly attending to his every whim sent his blood coursing through his veins like a roaring inferno, leaving him exhilarated and almost intoxicated by his own fantasies.

Zhang Wei's inherently unrestrained nature had only been amplified by the infusion of dragonic blood, turning him into an even more audacious and daring individual.

The room's atmosphere shifted subtly as the doors swung open once more, revealing Bai Wenling's entrance, accompanied by an unfamiliar face by her side.

The sudden appearance of the newcomer piqued the curiosity of those gathered around the low-raised table.

All eyes turned towards the unexpected arrival, their attention momentarily drawn away from their ongoing conversation.