Manipulative Harem God



Zhang Wei's frustration mounted as Leng Mei vanished into the distance.

He trained his eyes on Feng Xinyue, his narrowed gaze stern as he warned her, "You better be good at this, or else you're going to regret it."

The little Nizi seized the message, giving him a thumbs up in response.

With a sigh, Zhang Wei conjured up his telekinetic powers to shut the door behind them.

Meanwhile, Feng Xinyue's tongue slithered around his shaft as she expertly navigated her way through the depths of his manhood.

Her hands skillfully caressed and massaged his testicles, eliciting deep and throaty groans from Zhang Wei.

Overwhelmed by the intoxicating sensations coursing through his body, Zhang Wei marveled at Feng Xinyue's prowess. 'How on earth did she learn to do that?' he gasped, hardly believing what was happening.

As soon as his length touched her lips, and she gently kissed his tip of manhood, Zhang Wei's senses came alive.

Feng Xinyue relished the taste and texture of him on her tongue, taking controlled pulls and releasing his length with a seductive pop.

Her hands were not idle either.

She ran feather touches on the sensitive parts of his shaft that almost made him jump.

The combined sensations of the hot and softness of her mouth, the tickling, grazing motion of her tongue, and the gentle but firm motion of her hands drove him crazy.

Her head tilted, and she leaned in closer, driving his manhood deeper into the back of her mouth.

With the tip of her tongue, she traced the ridge of his crown, exploring every crevice and hollow before taking him deep once again.

Zhang Wei's eyes flicked up toward him, gauging his reaction as she continued her sensual ministrations.

The pleasure she created was evident in his shudders and gasps for breath.

The mixture of heat, and the gentle manipulation of her mouth and hands made him sigh in pleasure.

Feng Xinyue could feel his length growing even harder in her mouth, and she smiled, knowing that she was giving him an unforgettable experience.

Her hands and mouth moved in tandem, bringing him closer and closer to the edge until finally, she knew he was about to erupt.

Zhang Wei pulled back slightly, her eyes fixed intently on his face.

Her cute little tongue darted out, teasing the head of his cock, licking slowly and deliberately from base to tip.

She wanted to draw out the pleasure, to make it last for as long as possible, it was like an game for her.

But she couldn't bring him to the edge and stop, so she closed her eyes and slurped louder, going faster and harder than ever before.

*Slurp... Slurp...*

Her suction increased, and the moistness of her mouth coating him was causing a shiver to run up his spine.

She went down on him, pressing hard and swallowing his length until it was buried deep within her.

At this moment, there was no place he'd rather be.

Just as he felt the build-up of an intense orgasm rising within him, Zhang Wei pulled away completely, until his cum suddenly sprayed across her face in an explosion of pure pleasure.

Feng Xinyue shut her eyes tightly, bracing herself for the impending impact.

As the hot streams of cum rained down onto her face, it splattered onto her delicate features and dripped down onto her chin and neck.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking the thick liquid out of her lashes before gazing up at Zhang Wei, her face now coated with his essence.

A small, mischievous smile played on her lips as she reached up to gently wipe the sticky strands away from her eyes.

With her hands now slick with his hot seed, she lifted her fingers to her lips and licked the sweet taste from her fingertips.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei's lips twisted into a wicked grin as he watched her sensuous display.

Caressing her silver hair and letting out a deep sigh, he whispered to her, "You belong to me now, little fairy.... Just wait until I find a way to strip you naked..." The thought of exploring every inch of her flawless body made him practically get hard again.

As his arousal grew, he couldn't resist the urge to devour her then and there.

He wanted nothing more than to teach her a lesson she'd never forget, making her scream his name in bed and beg for mercy.

"Mm!" In response to his words, Feng Xinyue simply nodded, her eyes smoldering with a fire of their own, and with a sly grin, she continued to clean her fingers.

Both Zhang Wei and Feng Xinyue were enjoying themselves when the sudden sound of someone entering the room without knocking jolted them.

"Who is it now?" thought Zhang Wei, his gaze fixed on the door. Feng Xinyue's curious eyes also darted towards the intruder, hoping to find some clue by mere observation.

At first, she thought it might be Yu Lei, but to her surprise, it was the foreign woman she had ignored earlier, Leng Mei.

As Leng Mei's flushed face met their intense stares, all three of them were rooted to their spots, unsure of what to say or do.

Zhang Wei seemed to be the most affected of all, followed closely by Feng Xinyue, who was visibly puzzled.

But who was the third, you might ask?

It was Zhang Wei's little brother!

"S-Sorry to disturb you two, I-I just forgot to give you this," Leng Mei stuttered, holding out a five-coloured feather.

Zhang Wei was utterly perplexed as to why Leng Mei had travelled all the way down just to give them a feather and that too without any prior notification.

What made it even more bizarre was her sudden retreat without any explanation.

The pedo was too much for Leng Mei to adjust, and it left her bewildered and anxious.

Strangely, however, she felt no disgust after seeing Feng Xinyue, knowing that it wasn't Zhang Wei's fault, the little nizi was bit too charming to resist.

Zhang Wei handed over the feather to Feng Xinyue to play with as he continued to ponder over Leng Mei's bizarre behavior.

"What is wrong with that woman's mind?" he muttered, still incapable of wrapping his head around this strange turn of events.

[Host, this feather is no ordinary feather. It belongs to a powerful and ancient beast. The qi in this world is so thin that breaking through to the level of spirit tempering realm is nearly impossible. Leng Mei had to have used the qi from this feather to advance her cultivation level over the years. And even now, it contains enough qi to help you break through the stagnation of qi gathering realm and reach foundation establishment realm], explained the system, its voice ringing clear in Zhang Wei's mind.

Zhang Wei's face lit up with a broad grin, a mixture of excitement and gratitude filling him.

He could now break through naturally, and it was all thanks to Leng Mei, no matter her reasons for giving him the feather.

"Tsk, tsundere!" muttered Zhang Wei to himself, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Zhang Wei believed in a simple ideology: never trust a woman's words, just observe their actions.

Women can lie to your face, even if they like you, and still use you like their tool. So, always focus on their actions and not what they say.

They are all liars...

Leng Mei's current actions proved that he could push her to the edge whenever he wanted, and yet she would still cooperate. Her protests would be nothing but a farce.

[Umm... host?]

"What?" Zhang Wei's brows furrowed as he asked back.

[She is eating it], the system voice replied, and Zhang Wei's eyes widened in horror as he realized what had happened.

"Who is eating what?" he demanded, looking around frantically.

His gaze finally landed on Feng Xinyue, who was staring at him with her large doe-like eyes.

Her gaze was unrepentant, as if daring him to challenge her.

Realization suddenly dawned on Zhang Wei, and his face turned an ugly shade of red.

"Where is the feather?" he asked, his voice barely containing his rage.

Feng Xinyue blinked innocently, before admitting, "I ate it!" as she pointed to her stomach.

"You did what?" Zhang Wei's frustration was almost tangible.

He sighed deeply, his shadow cast over Feng Xinyue.

She didn't seem to notice until she was suspended perilously over the balcony.

Zhang Wei wondered if she would survive the fall, as he held her by the collar.

Feng Xinyue glanced down with a frightened look, her eyes wide like saucers.

Ignoring her pleas, Zhang Wei focused on his question.

[She will definitely survive, host. Better yet, try throwing her from the top floor!] the system agreed with Zhang Wei's terribly violent choice.

Meanwhile, Feng Xinyue's eyes filled with desperation. "B-brother, this is... scary..."

Zhang Wei didn't seem to care, he grinned, his teeth bared in a savage expression. "It's 'Daddy' from now on!"

He suddenly released her collar, and Feng Xinyue started yelping as she began to free fall.

"Aaa!"

Her voice echoed as she fell, and in fear, she closed her eyes tightly shut with tears streaming down her face.

She was certain she was going to meet her death.

When her body hit the ground, she expected to feel her bones shatter beneath her.

Instead, she hit the ground with a dull thud, as if it were made of mush.

She sat there weeping, her entire body trembling with relief. "Uu*Sob*uu.."

A few people looked at her with pity, but because of her magic, they ignored her and continued with their work.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei had taken his sweet time, coming down with his new attire, his face pristine and his hair gleaming from his bath.

"B-brother!" Feng Xinyue's voice was filled with relief as she sensed Zhang Wei's presence, and she ran to him as fast as she could.

Her steps were shaky and unsteady as she approached him, nearly tripping once.

"It's Daddy!" reprimanded Zhang Wei sternly, correcting her instantly.

"Hmm! Daddy! Daddy!" Feng Xinyue nodded furiously, not daring to defy him.

Zhang Wei smiled secretly, feeling a sense of power surging through him. 'Poor Sky God, already lost his daughter to me,' he thought to himself smugly.

He took Feng Xinyue's hands, leading her away for a walk. With the TV broken, he didn't have anything else to do, so he decided to roam around the city with her.

As their shadows disappeared from sight, another woman holding an umbrella stepped out into view. She smiled in satisfaction, "Interesting. Who would've thought my great sister would become such a crybaby?"

However, when she thought of that mortal touching her beloved sister's hand, her eyebrows furrowed, and her face contorted in anger.

Her grip tightened around her umbrella, and she watched the two of them disappearing into the distance.