The Psychopath's Harem



Finally, the moment she had long yearned for had arrived - escape from this accursed place! The realization flooded her heart with a fervent glimmer of hope, a beacon after enduring what felt like an eternity of suffocating captivity.

For those unfamiliar with the truth, this Immortal woman held an awe-inspiring title: the mother of the formidable Zeng sisters - Zeng Mingxia, the Goddess of Life; Zeng Qingge, the Goddess of War; and Zeng Shuang, the Goddess of Darkness.

Her divine lineage connected her to the triumvirate of heavenly goddesses reigning in the new heaven. Yet, veiled in obscurity, her true identity remained a well-kept secret, concealed by the prolonged isolation and confinement.

Long ago, when Xia Tian had mysteriously vanished, she began to stir unrest and chaos, resulting in her imprisonment by the cunning Evelynn.

But how did she survive Xia Tian's merciless onslaught when he annihilated his former toys a billion years ago?

The answer was simple: she had not been his toy at that time.

The Immortal Witch hailed from the era of the God of Heavens, an age when self proclaimed deities roamed the realms. According to rumors, she had once been a wife of the formidable God of Heavens himself, but her affair with Xia Tian behind the God's back was an open secret.

Intriguingly, when they first met, she was far from a maiden, and her enigmatic physique possessed an unusual attribute - an inexhaustible wellspring of qi, allowing her to draw upon her surroundings for power. This enigmatic trait earned her the enigmatic moniker, 'Immortal Witch.'

As fate would have it, she did not fit Xia Tian's criteria to become one of his playthings, sparing her life during that catastrophic event.

For if she had met his requirements, she, too, would have fallen victim to his wrath before he vanished into the unfathomable abyss.

Despite her celestial beauty and prodigious talents, the fates decreed that she would not be among Xia Tian's chosen few. A cruel twist of destiny, one could say.

Before venturing into the heart of the void to confront a treacherous deity, Xia Tian had entrusted her with a mission - to bear children by the time of his return, ensuring her place as one of his coveted toys, under the mother-daughter prequisite. 

And now, standing on the precipice of freedom, she could bask in the satisfaction of successfully giving birth to three daughters, fulfilling her clandestine undertaking.

Xia Tian's sense of triumph radiated through his grin, knowing he had not only survived but that her mission had borne fruit.

Of course, the narcissist within him never once doubted his own survival, though he couldn't help but harbor some reservations about her capabilities.

"I-It's really you, Master!" The Immortal Witch's heart trembled with excitement and relief as if she had encountered her savior. Her body instinctively moved, attempting to break free and rush to embrace Xia Tian, only to be met with the clinking of chains and her cries of despair.

The metallic voices echoed through the chamber, and she found herself rooted in place, unable to reach him physically.

"Master, please free me from this accursed place," the witch pleaded, her arrogance vanishing in the presence of Xia Tian. She was willing to humble herself, even to the point of clinging to his thighs.

Evelynn's cruelty knew no bounds; not only had she imprisoned the witch, but she had also left her in utter solitude without anyone to talk to!

Though in fairness, it wasn't necessarily Evelynn's fault. It seemed she had simply forgotten about the existence of the Immortal Witch.

However, Xia Tian showed no sign of releasing her anytime soon. "Uh-huh, I can't do that," he regretfully shook his head.

"Why?" The Witch asked, her heart heavy with sorrow.

"Evelynn has you imprisoned, and if I were to free you, I fear she would retaliate and beat me," Xia Tian spoke with a pretense of genuine concern and slight fear.

His acting skills were top-notch, so convincing that even tears welled up in his eyes, further amplifying the effect.

"...."

The Immortal Witch was rendered speechless. "C-Can you repeat that, Master?" She could hardly believe what she had heard.

Without hesitation, Xia Tian repeated his words, uttering the same convincing plea that made the Immortal Witch feel like crying.

'Why do these people have to be so difficult?' She inwardly cursed her predicament.

Indeed, anyone close to Xia Tian proved to be a challenge to handle.

It was as if these heavenly beings were naturally prone to trouble.

Her forehead throbbed as she wrestled with how to respond to Xia Tian's act.

Should she expose his charade and tell him she knew he was acting? But doing so would surely be a mistake, as it might incite his mischievous tendencies.

Who knew what sort of game Xia Tian would play with her then! She couldn't risk falling into his unpredictable traps.

"Oh, by the way, I recently met your daughter," Xia Tian casually mentioned.

Instantly, the calm eyes of the Immortal Witch trembled before she nodded and whispered, "Which one?" Her voice barely reached Xia Tian's ears, the words carrying a touch of apprehension.

"Zeng Mingxia, the one with the cute cheeks," Xia Tian recalled, reminiscing about the girl's unique complexion. Her cheeks were irresistibly soft, and he often found himself gently pinching and stretching them in his spare time, using either his hand or some other playful object.

As for Zeng Shuang, Xia Tian didn't bother mentioning her. If the Immortal Witch knew about their encounter, she would be torn between laughter and tears.

"... How did the best one out of the three end up in your hands?" The Immortal Witch suddenly spoke, her eyes tinged with a hint of resentment.

She felt Xia Tian was deliberately targeting the mother and daughters as a set.

How else could he have sought out her favorite daughter from among the three?

Of course, she wasn't hypocritical enough to claim that she treated all of them equally. Zeng Mingxia, being the most mature and responsible among her siblings, took care of them, lightening the Immortal Witch's workload significantly. Naturally, she held a special place in the mother's heart.

"You... And her... Have you...?" The Immortal Witch murmured, her words trailing off.

Xia Tian felt the urge to give this woman a headbutt once again. "What nonsense are you saying, Witch? I have adopted her as my goddaughter, nothing more!" he exclaimed.

"Really? Then you haven't done anything to her?" the Immortal Witch lifted her head with a newfound glimmer of hope. However, this was the opening Xia Tian had been waiting for.

Upon seeing her expectant eyes, he couldn't resist toying with her emotions. "Of course, I wouldn't dare to corrupt a stranger. I first adopted her as my goddaughter before teaching her about sixty-nine poses!" Xia Tian quipped, unable to resist the opportunity for mischief.

Immediately, the Immortal Witch's cheerful expression transformed into one of shock and surprise. She realized Xia Tian had merely been playing with her emotions, although she couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort upon realizing that one of her daughters had already fallen into the wolf's clutches.

She didn't dare to inquire about his intentions regarding her other two daughters. For now, she simply wished to ignore the painful reality and savor this momentary escape.

Meanwhile, Xia Tian's hands greedily climbed up to her luscious breasts, exploring their elasticity with a perverse curiosity. The immortal witch's face twitched in a mixture of suprise and helplessness, as she reluctantly surrendered to the wicked desires before her. Letting out a weary sigh, she knew resistance was futile.

"Master, would you find pleasure in taking me like this?" She seductively inquired, shamelessly dismissing the importance of her daughters.

One daughter had already been devoured by this depraved predator, and it was only a matter of time before the other two would meet the same fate, joining the gruesome feast on his plate.

She silently prayed that Zeng Qingge wouldn't put up much resistance, fearing the consequences of a formidable struggle. For while Zing Qingge may possess an arrogant demeanor, Xia Tian's ego surpassed it in grandeur.

If her daughter were to dare to challenge his advances, she would endure an unforgettable lesson, a brutal reminder of her powerlessness and the malevolence that lurked within him.

Xia Tian's piercing gaze traced the contours of the immobile beauty before him, her body restrained by chains that seemed to symbolize her entrapment. His eyes held a flicker of intensity, a hint of smoldering desire, but he quickly composed himself and shook his head, as if to push aside any distraction.

"We'll discuss that matter later. Right now, I have some options for you," he declared, his voice carrying a commanding authority that sent a shiver down the Immortal Witch's spine.

Her heart sank, fearing what these options might entail. Desperation lingered in her eyes as she asked, "Options? For what purpose?"

Xia Tian's lips curled into a wry smile, relishing the unease he instilled in the once-proud Immortal Witch. "You have to make a choice - which among the three daughters you want to sacrifice," he stated bluntly.

"Sacrifice?" The words hung heavy in the air, like a sinister whisper of doom. Her voice trembled, seeking clarification, "You mean...one of them must die for the others to survive?"

*Hiss!*

The confirmation hit like a merciless blow, leaving her stunned and helpless. Her mind raced, grappling with the magnitude of the decision she was forced to make.

How could she choose?

Each of her daughters was a cherished part of her heart, entwined with her very essence.

An anguished breath escaped her lips as she weighed the unimaginable dilemma laid before her.

Xia Tian observed her torment with a calculated detachment, allowing her to wrestle with the immense weight of her choice.

He had come with a purpose, and he would not be deterred by sentiment or sympathy.

Leaving the Immortal Witch to contemplate her painful decision, This manor was truly magical- a place where beauty and luxury beckoned at his every whim.

Within second, beauties arrived out of thin air to serve him, along with all the essentials, whethers its an leather couch, grapes or tea.

As Xia Tian lounged in his opulent manor, surrounded by the ethereal beauty of immortal women, the air was filled with an aura of reverence and admiration. The celestial maidens moved gracefully, their every step seemingly choreographed by the heavens themselves.

One of the women, adorned in flowing silk, approached Xia Tian with a sparkling drink in hand. "Master, would you like a sip of this celestial nectar?" Her voice was as melodious as a heavenly song, her eyes gleaming with affection.

Xia Tian took the drink with a charming smile, "Ah, thank you," He sipped the sweet liquid, savoring its heavenly taste as it cascaded down his throat.

Another enchanting beauty glided forward, her touch as light as a feather as she massaged his shoulders. "Master, let me ease your burdens. Your comfort is our utmost priority." Her voice held a soothing cadence, her fingers working their magic on his tense muscles.

Xia Tian closed his eyes momentarily, enjoying the luxurious treatment. "Ah, you have truly mastered the art of relaxation. Your hands are like divine blessings," he complimented her with genuine appreciation.

A third ethereal beauty approached, her delicate hands holding a tray adorned with exotic fruits. "Master, would you like to indulge in the sweetness of these succulent fruits?" she inquired, her voice laced with a seductive charm.

Xia Tian's lips curled into a playful smile as he plucked a luscious grape from the tray, savoring its juiciness. "Ah, the taste of forbidden pleasure. Tell me, my dear, have you ever tasted a fruit sweeter than the forbidden?"

The immortal beauty blushed, her eyes glimmering with a mixture of desire and apprehension. "No, Master. There is no fruit sweeter than the forbidden," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As the immortal women pampered him, their adoration for Xia Tian was evident in every gesture and word. They laughed at his jests, playfully teasing him in return. The atmosphere was one of enchantment and indulgence, a realm where Xia Tian held absolute sovereignty.

Amidst the chaos, the immortal witch's heart ached even more. She felt like a solitary soul adrift in a sea of splendor, weighed down by the unbearable decision she had to make.

Unaware of the turmoil in the immortal witch's heart, Xia Tian continued to bask in the lavish attention. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he teased the women playfully, savoring their reactions.

One of the beauties giggled, her laughter like celestial bells ringing through the air. "Master, you have a way of making our hearts flutter like butterflies. Your charm is truly unparalleled."

Xia Tian's grin widened, his eyes filled with playful allure. "Ah, but I must say, it is the presence of such enchanting beings that makes this place truly divine."

The other women chimed in with words of adoration, expressing their affection for Xia Tian with unabashed admiration.

Yet, even amid the lavish flattery, the immortal witch's heartache remained, her thoughts consumed by the impending decision she dreaded making.

As the hours passed, the immortal women continued to dote on Xia Tian, reveling in his attention. Meanwhile, the immortal witch's face grew paler with each passing moment, as if the weight of her choice was physically taking a toll on her.

Xia Tian's focus remained unyielding, waiting patiently for her to arrive at her heart-wrenching decision.

The moment of reckoning was approaching, and the atmosphere hung heavy with tension and unspoken sorrow.