Manipulative Harem God

"Sixty-eight..." She muttered, each breath escaping her lips heavily. Her legs quivered, barely able to support her trembling form.

The relentless slaps had left her once smooth ass swollen, tingling with every touch. Tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of pleasure and the struggle to suppress her moans.

Zhang Wei grinned wickedly, anticipation shimmering in his eyes. His hand, now stretched back, prepared to unleash the final blow upon her throbbing backside.

*Pak!!*

"Six—nnnnnnnghhh~"

Xie Meirong's lips parted, a primal moan echoing from deep within her. The relentless assault on her ass had pushed her to the brink of ecstasy.

Her legs convulsed, unable to contain the release that surged through her. Love juices trickled down her inner thighs, glistening in the dim light.

The sight left Zhang Wei momentarily stunned, his body frozen in awe. He quickly regained his composure, shaking his head in disbelief. He turned her around forcefully, his eyes fixated on her flushed face.

!!

"Huh?"

Before Zhang Wei could react, she swiftly spun around, her trembling hands clutching at his neck with desperate strength.

Time seemed to stand still as her lips crashed against his, an explosion of passion and desire.

Her tongue danced wildly, engaging in a primal dance with his own. Every kiss, every touch, fueled by a raw and intense longing.

Her weakened legs trembled, barely able to sustain the weight of her desire as she weakly clung to him.

The urge to drop her to the ground gnawed at Zhang Wei, but he resisted.

He kissed her back with equal intesity, his hands instinctively squeezing her swollen rear.

"Mngghhh!"

Xie Meirong moaned, the sound a mixture of pleasure and longing. Her mist-filled eyes remained locked on his face, longing to etch this moment into her memory forever.

"Does she have a screw loose?" Zhang Wei cursed himself, horrified to see her frowning in pain, yet stubbornly continuing to kiss him.

"Haaa... Haa..."

Their lips finally parted, and she locked her intense gaze onto him, her eyes full of silent accusation. Zhang Wei furrowed his brow in confusion, demanding, "Why are you glaring at me!?"

But then he noticed her eyes darting downward, and his heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Wei's eyes widened, his mind racing with disbelief.

Swish!

Yet he was painfully slow to react, just a fraction of a second too late. In that split second, Xie Meirong's slender fingers fiercely gripped his manhood, her touch both wicked and inviting.

She wore a provocative smile that made Zhang Wei felt goosebumps over his body.

In an instant, he seized her by the neck, forcefully driving her face into the unforgiving metal pipe.

CRACK!

"Ugh!" Xie Meirong winced in excruciating pain, her hands instinctively clutching the pipe for support, while Zhang Wei's firm grip held her head firmly in place. Finally, he exhaled a sigh of relief, knowing his little brother was safe.

"This despicable girl truly needs a harsh lesson," he muttered bitterly, no longer concerned with the swollen state of her behind.

With a resolute gaze, he positioned his erect manhood against her eager vaginal opening, teasingly stroking it against her dripping folds.

His eyes gleamed with anticipation as he noticed she was already wet, aching for his entry. He smoothly eased the tip inside her, reveling in the suffocating grip that eagerly embraced his throbbing shaft.

!!

With one swift, powerful motion, he thrust forward, his throbbing member plunging into her sacred depths.

Xie Meirong couldn't help but emit a grunt of surprise, her body tensing and quivering as droplets of blood trickled from her delicate center, staining the floor below.

"Haha, just a little blood. Shouldn't you be accustomed to it by now?" Zhang Wei taunted, his hips swaying slowly and rhythmically.

"Mnghhh~"

Despite the tears welling in her eyes, Xie Meirong couldn't help but emit a mixture of pleasure and pain, her body trembling with each forceful collision of their flesh.

A tingling sensation raced through her mind, intensifying the dizzying whirlpool of sensations coursing through her.

"Come on, don't you enjoy creating a masterpiece?" Zhang Wei murmured, leaning in closer to her ear, his breath causing shivers to run down her spine.

He continued his continuous pounding, delving deeper into the depths of her quivering vagina.

"ahhnnn~"

Xie Meirong's breathy moans danced seductively through the air, refusing to answer him. Her provocative response caused him to furrow his brow momentarily, taken aback by the unexpectedness.

Nevertheless, he pushed past the confusion, determined to carry on with his statement. "I would transform you into a piece of art today!" he declared, his movements growing more intense.

!!

Xie Meirong's eyes widened as she caught sight of his cruel smirk, her heart skipping a beat in her chest.

"Pah."

Her breath hitched, caught between pleasure and pain, as her lips parted in a symphony of loud moans.

The intense mixture of torment and ecstasy surged through her veins, leaving her intoxicated, her eyes glazed over with desire.

"Nghhh!"

Leng Yan, unable to bear the relentless symphony of Xie Meirong's moans, covered her ears in irritation. The sound pierced through her like a thousand needles, grating on her nerves.

Meanwhile, she watched helplessly, her face turning as red as a ripe tomato, as they surrendered themselves, losing all sense of control like animals in heat.

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"Ahhhnnn~"

Xie Meirong let out a loud moan, echoing through the room for what seemed like the nth time. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and in her desperate state, she felt the warm liquid escape her body and pool onto the floor.

It was a sight that halted Zhang Wei, causing him to finally walk away and leave her to her misery.

Thud!

With a heavy thud, her trembling legs gave way, and she found herself squatting on the same spot, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Every muscle in her body felt drained and weak.

The pain was unbearable but addictive, as tears welled up in her eyes.

[Host, are you really going to abandon her like this?] the system asked, its voice filled with genuine concern.

"No," Zhang Wei contemplated, his gaze fixed on Xie Meirong's pitiful form.

The system's words lingered in his mind, stirring his thoughts.

Surely, turning her over to the bureau for interrogation would create problems for him... But he had already devised a plan to deal with it.

In a moment of unexpected clarity, Zhang Wei locked eyes with Xie Meirong, his gaze filled with determination.

"Do you want your powers back?" he spoke suddenly, his voice cutting through the heavy silence.

"Huh?"

Xie Meirong slowly turned around, her face oddly radiant and flushed from the aftermath, her eyes gleaming as she glanced at him. The answer was already evident to both of them.

Zhang Wei's smile deepened as he squatted down, gently cupping her face. "Then be prepared to become my slave."

Confusion flickered across Xie Meirong's features as she turned her head, wondering how he planned to enslave her. Wouldn't she become even more powerful once she regained her strength?

With a concealed, chilling smile, she nodded, as Zhang Wei initiated the necessary procedures. Simultaneously, he retrieved a few pieces of clothing from his inventory for both of them.

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------ Slaves ------

1. Leng Yan

- Age: 23

- Female

- Initial Stage of core formation realm

2. Long Yufei (Rose)

- Age: 24

- Female

3. Leng Mei

- Age: 43

- Female

- Intermediate stage of Spirit tempering realm

4. Xie Meirong

- Age: 18

- Female

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"It's done..." Zhang Wei announced as he activated the slave seal over Xie Meirong.

Suddenly, Xie Meirong started to walk towards him with puckered lips, a mischievous look in her eyes. Zhang Wei stood his ground, stopping her face from approaching his with his hands. "What are you trying to do?"

Xie Meirong tilted her head, looking surprisingly calm. "My powers? Aren't you going to return them now?" she asked innocently.

Zhang Wei slapped his forehead. "We don't need to kiss for that," he muttered before joining their foreheads. Xie Meirong blushed slightly as they came into close contact, and the power began to flow through her body once more.

Her eyes gradually shifted from crimson to dark obsidian, and she regained her strength. A smile of relief spread across her face.

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Status:-

Name: Zhang Wei

Age: 25

Body Rank: Diamond Body

Cultivation Level: Initial stage of foundation establishment realm

Bloodline: Dragon god transcended bloodline (Integration in progress: 5 %)

Spirit beast: None

Cultivation talent: None

Spiritual root rank: Heavenly Thunder Root (Heaven-defying Spiritual root)

-- Techniques --

• Psychokenesis: Level 1

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"Why do I still have this?..." Zhang Wei frowned and studied Xie Meirong's status intently. He then glanced back at her, puzzled by the lingering presence of her abilities.

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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: Psychokinesis [Level: 4]

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[Host, you can't simply unlearn an ability. When you absorb someone else's special abilities, they are converted into cultivation techniques for you. So even if you give her the life blood containing her strength back, you will still continue to have that ability. It appears leveling it up is up to you.]

Zhang Wei's frown deepened as he realized the permanence of this new power. The encounter had left its mark, and he understood that the ability was now an integral part of him, no matter what.