Manipulative Harem God



Inside the cramped minivan, the lifeless forms of two women lay sprawled. Their haggard appearances told a tale of hardship, as their eyes bore a fierce and venomous glare directed at the man before them.

Qing Cuiying and Qing She, both stripped of their clothing, lay naked and shivering, their bodies filled with the cruel marks of some unspeakable torment they had endured.

Yet, amidst this grim scene, Zhang Wei's countenance exuded an unsettling sense of gratification as he confronted the intensity of their hatred filled stares.

[Host, are you finally acknowledging your sadistic tendencies?]

The system couldn't help but interject, shattering the twisted satisfaction that had momentarily consumed Zhang Wei. Once again, a vow escaped his lips, swearing to one day exact revenge upon the system spirit the instant she materialized before him.

"Go and tell your boss," Zhang Wei commanded Qing Cuiying and Qing She, his tone unwavering, "We won't cooperate unless she comes here in person." With a purposeful stride, he swung the minivan's door open and stepped out into the open air.

Boom!

The heavy slam of the closing door reverberated like a gavel, causing both Qing sisters to flinch in unison. Their gazes met, revealing a mixture of emotions that mirrored the complexity of their situation.

"Sister, what should we do now?" Qing She's voice trembled as she nervously rubbed her naked shoulders, her earlier aura of strength now replaced by visible fear. Her eyes glistened with tears, revealing the intensity of emotions she had tried to conceal.

Qing Cuiying retrieved a long blanket from the back of the minivan and draped it around herself, attempting to shield herself from the world. "We have no choice," she replied, her voice tinged with resignation. "Let's go inform the boss." Suppressing her pain, she maneuvered into the driver's seat and started the engine, eager to put distance between them and the ominous presence of Zhang Wei.

Who knew if he'd return to torment them again?

It was a facade of calm that Qing Cuiying presented to Qing She, a façade that barely masked the turmoil she felt within.

Behind that mask, she was just as shattered as her sister...

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Outside, the three people exhibited a vivid array of reactions to Zhang Wei's arrival. He appeared slightly refreshed, his face adorned with a genuine smile.

To them, his return felt like a malevolent demon reemerging from the depths of darkness!

Thankfully, Tang Bo was given permission to depart, encouraged to resume his duties, and instructed to notify Zhang Wei in advance if a similar situation arose in the future.

Tang Bo felt a wave of relief wash over him, but Zhang Wei's transformation over the past few years had imbued him with an air of enigma. The changes were substantial, leaving Tang Bo dumbfounded.

The previous version of Zhang Wei shied away from conflicts, favoring a non-aggressive, intellectually oriented approach.

However, the current iteration of Zhang Wei was entirely different. It was as if he had retained his essence while gaining immense power, leading him to believe that annihilating pests was the most effortless approach.

Any effort used to manipulate them with his intellect was deemed excessive.

He continued to exhibit a calculated demeanor, evident by his decision to summon the scarlet lady instead of venturing into her dominion.

After all, the system had warned him that the person pulling her strings may pose a genuine threat.

Zhang Wei remained exceedingly cautious when engaging with individuals who had the potential to inflict harm upon him.

Compared to Tang Bo, Rose wasn't as fortunate and was made to stop. However, right as she stood there with a dark face, expecting to be scolded, she pulled out a scroll from Zhang Wei.

"What is this?" She asked, confused, turning to him.

The scroll was emitting a faint golden brilliance and an ancient soothing aura.

"It's a cultivation technique. Practice it and don't find yourself in a situation like this again," Zhang Wei explained.

Rose's eyes trembled, and she stammered, "Boss..." She found it unbelievable; she thought she would have to work hard and prove herself before being granted such a privilege.

Since she was introduced to the concept of cultivation, there had always been an urge within her to learn and become stronger.

However, she felt it would be improper to directly ask Zhang Wei for it. Her emotional expression soon turned into a determined look.

"Boss, I won't disappoint you again!" She made a resolute decision, clutching the scroll in her hands.

Zhang Wei nodded, satisfied by her eagerness. He had been slightly harsh with her for this very effect that he wanted: to instill a proper subordinate mentality. He couldn't let it go to waste.

After all, he believed it was better to surround himself with female subordinates than male ones!

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Villain Points: 90

Excess Yang Essence: 0

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"Sigh..." Zhang Wei sighed, a heavy breath escaping him. Every time he managed to accumulate points, they were quickly spent.

It was fortunate that Feng Xinyue was in the picture; otherwise, he would have been compelled to level a few cities just to amass such a supply of points.

The technique he had handed over to Rose wasn't just any technique—it was extraordinary.

A master-level craft that demanded a steep price of 5000 points.

To make matters more intricate, he had to convert every ounce of his accumulated yang essence into these villain points.

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Divine Soul Scripture 

Description: Forged by the mystical confluence of ancient sages and diviners, the Divine Soul Scripture stands as an opus of unparalleled craftsmanship. Each stroke of creation was an invocation of destiny itself, endowing its practitioner with a heightened sixth sense—a visceral attunement to the ebb and flow of danger that courses through the tapestry of existence.

Rank: Master

Fragments Collected: 1/5

Note: Thanks to the link between the host and Long Yufei, formed by the binding slave seal, the Divine Soul Scripture's effects extended to both Zhang Wei and his slaves. This intricate connection meant that whenever the host or any of his slaves faced danger, Long Yufei would be alerted through this shared sixth sense.

Collect more fragments of the technique to amplify its effects!

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The technique had a singular flaw—it remained incomplete.

At this juncture, Zhang Wei possessed merely the inaugural fragment of the divine soul scripture, while the prospect of acquiring more fragments remained unexplored.

As each additional fragment found its place, the technique's rank would ascend, its effects amplified.

Legend recounts an era when this very technique wielded unparalleled might, bestowing upon its user the unique foresight akin to that of a seer.

The history narrate that, confronted with its overwhelming potency, the sages opted to break it into five fragments, thereby tempering its overwhelming might.