Manipulative Harem God



[Congratulations, Host! You've regressed from the Peak Qi Gathering Realm to the Advanced Qi Gathering Realm! Keep pushing yourself like this, and you'll be meeting the Grim Reaper soon enough], the system sneered.

Zhang Wei chuckled, "You never miss a chance to mock me, do you? And who was the genius that said I could keep up with her? It's all your fault," he said, filled with regret, and exhaustion from the fight.

According to the system, Zhang Wei's powers at the Peak of the Qi Gathering Realm combined with his techniques should have matched Leng Yan's superior cultivation.

But when they fought, she had the upper hand, forcing him to burn some of his cultivation for a temporary boost.

[The Host should be aware that while you were able to match her in cultivation, Leng Yan had years of combat experience that gave her an advantage over you], the system explained.

Zhang Wei nodded, a bitter smile on his face. "And why didn't you tell me that before?" he asked.

The system could have warned him that it was only taking into account Leng Yan's cultivation and not her combat experience.

[I forgot, Host.] the system replied with a imaginary grin. [Anyway, you should be careful around Leng Mei and her daughter. They're not normal.]

"Not normal? How?" Zhang Wei asked, determined to get all the information this time.

[They have techniques that don't belong to this place], the system finally revealed.

Zhang Wei was surprised. Even though there were many powerful cultivators in Hanland country, Leng Yan's technique didn't belong to any of the hidden masters.

"So it means, it comes from some other place?" he asked.

The possibilities were endless.

Where could this technique have come from?

The system did not inform Zhang Wei, leaving him to explore it on his own.

Zhang Wei furrowed his brows in frustration.

After a deep sigh, he dove back into his work.

Approaching the unconscious Leng Yan, he noticed her torn clothing and slow-healing wounds.

"System, convert all excess yang essence into villain points," he commanded.

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Zhang Wei's heart ached at the thought of his depleted villain points, but the thought of the little celestial princess, and his primary source of villain points, brought a smile to his face.

"Tsk, I hope you're worth it," he muttered as he crouched down beside the unconscious Leng Yan.

With gentle hands, he removed the torn remnants of her clothing, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. He carefully set the tattered garments aside, keeping them safe.

Taking a closer look at the sleeping beauty, Zhang Wei couldn't help but admire her curves. "Both mother and daughter are vicious," he remarked to himself.

Although he had never paid much attention to Leng Yan's figure before, he was surprised to discover that she had a lovely pair of breasts.

Even more shocking was the fact that she was still a virgin, a discovery that left Zhang Wei speechless.

In this world, it was common for women to lose their virginity in the final year of high school or in the early years of university.

Leng Yan, at twenty-three, was only two years younger than Zhang Wei, so her virginity surprised him.

Although Zhang Wei was tempted to take advantage of her vulnerable state, his time with Feng Xinyue had strengthened his self-control around beautiful women.

He resisted the urge and continued his examination.

The system didn't question why he was inspecting her genitals. To Zhang Wei, it was simply a routine check of his assets.

However, Zhang Wei's knowledge was outdated, and he didn't realize that times had changed.

In the current era, it wasn't uncommon for people to lose their virginity in middle school. Even Zhang Wei was not immune to the generational shift.

Regardless, like a pervert, he checked Leng Yan's body before finally making her sit on an elevated platform with her legs spread wide open, exposing the pink lining of her vagina for his eyes to feast upon.

Click!

He captured the moment with a photo before moving her into numerous other positions, taking naked pictures of her from every angle.

After half an hour, the photo shoot was over.

Zhang Wei placed her on a chair, not bothering to bind her, knowing it would be useless.

He patiently waited for her to wake up.

Finally, Leng Yan stirred, "...umm..."

Her face showed signs of exhaustion from their earlier fight.

It wasn't just Zhang Wei who had overexerted himself.

Her gaze wandered around before settling on Zhang Wei.

Her face immediately twisted into a look of disgust. "What do you want from me?" she asked coldly, not willing to fight.

Even if she wanted to fight, the thought of the heavenly lightning felt shivers down her spine, instantly making her reconsider her decision.

Zhang Wei last attack have left a ptsd on her.

She was unaware that Zhang Wei had burned his life force to produce that last terrible lightning attack on her.

Zhang Wei's lips curled into a smirk. "I was starting to feel lonely," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "It's good that you woke up at last."

Leng Yan's eyebrows furrowed, her expression darkening. "Stop spouting bullshit and tell me what you want from me, or I am going away," she spat. "You might be able to defeat me, but you can't stop me from escaping."

Zhang Wei shrugged, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sure," he said, as if her threat didn't faze him in the slightest.

Leng Yan stood up, her heart pounding with fear and anger. 'What is happening? Is he allowing me to go?' she wondered, unsure of what Zhang Wei wanted from her.

But just as she took the first step, a sudden and shocking cold sensation coursed through her body, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.

She looked down and realized with horror that she was completely naked.

"What the hell did you do to me?!" she screamed at Zhang Wei, her chest heaving with rage and disbelief.

Zhang Wei let out a hearty laugh. "What? Want to fight again?" he taunted, clearly enjoying Leng Yan's discomfort.

Leng Yan's anger began to subside, but she gritted her teeth and tried to wear her half-torn clothes as best she could.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about what this monster had done to her while she was unconscious.

Zhang Wei shook his head, as if he couldn't believe her reaction. "Don't be so dramatic," he said dismissively. "I didn't do anything to you. And even if I wanted to fuck you, I would have waited until you were awake to hear your lovely screams, of course," he added with a smirk.

Leng Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. "You did nothing?" she repeated, ignoring his crude comment.

She looked at him with a complicated expression, wondering if he was not the monster she had thought him to be.

But then she remembered the cold sensation that had engulfed her and the fact that she was naked.

"Then why was I naked?" she demanded, her voice shaking with anger and fear.

Zhang Wei's expression turned serious, and he pulled out his phone. "Nothing much," he said, "just something to stare at during my lonely times."

Leng Yan's eyes grew wide with shock as she saw herself in compromising and embarrassing poses, completely naked and showing off her voluptuous body.

She felt violated and humiliated, and a wave of anger washed over her.

"Where did you get this?!" she demanded, trying to snatch the phone from his hand.

But as soon as she approached him, a crackling sound filled the air, and lightning bolts shot out from Zhang Wei's body, causing her to freeze in fear and PTSD from their last fight.

Zhang Wei let out a booming laugh, clearly enjoying Leng Yan's discomfort. "Relax, Officer Leng," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I didn't take these pictures myself. I just found them online and decided to save them for a rainy day."

Leng Yan's blood boiled with rage. "You're sick," she spat, her voice trembling with anger. "You have no right to violate my privacy like this."

Zhang Wei shrugged nonchalantly. "Privacy? Please," he scoffed. "You're a public figure, Officer Leng. Your privacy is a luxury you can't afford."

Leng Yan bristled at his words.

As a high-ranking police officer, she was constantly in the public eye, and her every move was scrutinized by the media and the public.

Thought it doesn't mean he can keep her naked pictures!

That is a criminal act!

Sighing she tried to control herself, and not escalate the matter.

"But still," she said, her voice trembling. "You had no right to do this. It's illegal and immoral."

Zhang Wei smirked. "Illegal, maybe," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "But immoral? That's a matter of opinion, Officer Leng. And personally, I find it quite amusing."

Leng Yan felt a surge of anger and disgust. How could anyone be so callous and cruel?

She longed to strike him, to make him pay for his crimes.

But she knew she was no match for him, and even if she were, she didn't want to stoop to his level.

Instead, she once again took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice steady. "Why are you doing this?"

Zhang Wei shrugged. "Why not?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're a beautiful woman, Officer Leng. And I'm a man who likes to have fun. What's wrong with that?"

Leng Yan felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

Leng Yan felt her anger boiling over as she heard Zhang Wei's words. "I would rather die than do it with you!" she screamed, her voice filled with fury.