Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

As the depraved night in Wang Jian’s estate reached its climax, the following day dawned with a distinct air of frenzied desire lingering in the atmosphere.

The women, now bearing a crazed and intoxicated expression, clung to the men who had shared that passionate night with them.

It was a scene of utter decadence and abandonment.

In the presence of a man who had indulged in multiple encounters, the women converged upon him, their hands roaming his body, engaging in intimate moments like shared kisses and tender caresses.

It was a display of unabashed intimacy, an unspoken understanding of the night they had shared and the desires that still burned within them.

Wang Jian, standing at the center of this perverse tableau, found himself enveloped by the twelve women from the banquet hall. Their touch was insistent and eager, their hands seeking out every inch of his being.

Some caressed his broad back and sculpted chest, while others explored the contours of his lower body, their hands tracing a path from his throbbing manhood to his muscular thighs.

In the midst of this erotic spectacle, a woman knelt before Wang Jian, her lips engulfing him in a passionate embrace.

With unbridled passion, she pleasured him with her mouth, swallowing every drop of his essence as he released his seed into her eager mouth.

It was the same woman who had once shouted waves of dissatisfaction against Wang Jian, her transformation into a willing and depraved servant now complete.

With a curious glint in his eyes, Wang Jian posed a question to the women surrounding him, his voice tinged with a mix of intrigue and satisfaction. “Will you now heed my every command?”

In unison, their voices filled with lust and obedience, they responded, their gazes filled with a mix of ecstasy and submission, “From this moment forth, I shall be your devoted servant, Master.”

Their collective declaration sealed their fate, binding them to Wang Jian’s dark desires.

With their obedience secured through their insatiable cravings, these women had become mere instruments of his twisted will.

The once defiant woman now reveled in her newfound role, her face contorted with pleasure and devotion, a testament to the power Wang Jian wielded over their desires.

With the conclusion of the debauched banquet, each of the women was granted permission to depart. However, their return to their respective lives would never be the same.

Having been fully corrupted and tantalized by the passionate night they had experienced, a relentless hunger now gnawed at their souls.

To satiate this insatiable craving, they would be compelled to heed Wang Jian’s every command. Only through obedience could they hope to relive that intoxicating and satisfying night of pure bliss.

Wang Jian lamented the fact that none of these women belonged to the Lotus Blossom Sect, but he had every intention of actively targeting them. .𝘯𝘵

He had refrained from employing his depraved tactics on them previously due to uncertainty regarding their susceptibility to his methods.

However, now that he had witnessed the success of his Enchanting Pheromones technique on regular women, he was emboldened to subjugate the Lotus Blossom Sect to his own faction.

By forcing the decision-making heads of the sect, such as the Sect Mistress, the Grand Elder, and the top King Realm expert, the Second Elder, into submission, Wang Jian aimed to weaken Wang Ying’s faction and bolster his own.

Fortunately, these three formidable women were not only powerful but also heavenly beauties, making them prime targets for Wang Jian’s nefarious plans.

However, such an endeavor required careful preparation and time. While he bided his time, the organizations and associations whose women had fallen victim to the depraved pleasures of the banquet in his mansion began severing their ties with other royal factions.

Instead, they sought to align themselves with Wang Jian’s faction, drawn by the allure of his rising power.

News of this meteoric rise spread like wildfire, and many speculated that it had something to do with the extravagant banquet that had hosted women from esteemed backgrounds.

Yet, the true extent of the wickedness that had transpired during that fateful night remained hidden from the prying eyes of the public.

After diligently tending to his injuries, the Crown Prince Wang Hao finally emerged from the clutches of his wounds thanks to the administration of precious herbs and potent medicines. With his body now healed, he wasted no time in rallying his fractured royal faction.

Wang Jian’s audacious movements and calculated actions had dealt a severe blow to Wang Hao’s faction, and he refused to accept defeat lying down.

Thus, Wang Hao’s forces set their sights on Wang Jian’s faction, initiating a series of small-scale conflicts between clans and associations.

The reverberations of these clashes rippled throughout the empire, with the general populace bearing witness to the repercussions. Prices of essential raw materials soared steadily, leaving the masses grappling with the burden of inflated transportation costs. Frustration and fury engulfed the hearts of the people.

Wang Jian, fully aware that prolonged attacks from Wang Hao’s faction would only serve to weaken both sides, devised a wicked scheme.

He cunningly involved the faction led by the second princess, Wang Ying, by orchestrating staged assaults on two groups, cleverly implicating Wang Hao as the instigator.

This strategic move triggered a cascade of retaliatory strikes from Wang Ying’s faction against Wang Hao’s forces.

The conflict between these three royal members—the first prince, Wang Hao; the second princess, Wang Ying; and the seventh prince, Wang Jian—now engulfed the entire empire, plunging it into a state of turmoil and upheaval.

At long last, Wang Hao reached his breaking point and decided to enlist the aid of the two most formidable sects aligned with him—the mighty Heavenly Blade Sect and the esteemed Celestial Dragon’s Sect. Their combined strength would surely tip the scales in his favor.

Meanwhile, Wang Ying turned to the Lotus Blossom Sect, a formidable Great Sect, to aid her in the ongoing conflict against her siblings.

As for Wang Jian, he sought support from the Sacred Crane Sect.

However, it soon became apparent that this sect lacked the power to withstand the might of the opposing Great Sects.

It was in this moment of realization that Wang Jian resolved to visit the sacred cathedral of the Church of Divine Light.

Since parting ways with Wang Jian, Hong Meilin had found refuge in various branches of the Church of Divine Light, before ultimately returning to the grand cathedral.

Little did she know that her presence would catch the attention of the Pope himself, who wasted no time summoning her.

The Pope demanded an explanation regarding her scandalous romantic involvement with Wang Jian, the Empire’s Seventh Prince.

Unable to deceive her way out of the situation, Hong Meilin reluctantly confessed the truth. The Pope, consumed by fury upon learning that the Saintess of the Church of Divine Light was entangled in such a scandalous affair with the Seventh Prince, was further enraged by the revelation that this illicit relationship had become public knowledge.

andasnovel.com In a swift and decisive move, the Pope commanded the bishops to subject Hong Meilin to a baptism of Holy Light, a cleansing ritual meant to purify her of her perceived impurities.

This divine light possessed a unique power that would inflict harm upon the recipient as long as their mind remained tainted by thoughts associated with the seven sins of humanity.

Hong Meilin’s mind had succumbed to the grip of lust and a hint of greed, her love and longing for Wang Jian aligning with these forbidden sins.

The Pope ordered her to endure two months of torture within the confines of the Holy Baptism Chamber.

If she persisted in her defiant mindset, she would ultimately be sacrificed to the Radiant God, making way for the selection of a new Saintess.

Such ruthless measures were the Church’s way of dealing with transgressions.

Three arduous weeks had passed since Hong Meilin’s imprisonment within the Holy Baptism Chamber, and it was on this fateful day that Wang Jian ventured into the sacred halls of the church.

Undeterred by the futile attempts of bishops, deacons, and priests to impede his progress, Wang Jian stormed into the Pope’s chamber with unwavering determination. Even in his previous state as a King Realm expert, Wang Jian’s sheer power overshadowed any opposition, let alone now when he had ascended to the esteemed Emperor Realm. However, he intentionally emanated only the aura of a King Realm, concealing his true might as an Emperor Realm expert.

The Pope was taken aback by the oppressive King Realm aura exuding from Wang Jian’s being. It felt as though he was not facing a mere King Realm expert, but a formidable Emperor Realm presence akin to the esteemed Crown Prince Wang Hao himself.

“Why have you intruded upon my chambers?” the Pope inquired with a composed demeanor.

Wang Jian’s voice dripped with fury as he demanded, “Where is Meilin?”

In a calm tone, the Pope replied, “…She is currently undergoing baptism to cleanse her mind of the defiant thoughts that you implanted within her!”

Wang Jian scoffed in anger, his voice laced with indignation. “What nonsense! How can something as pure as love be deemed defiant thoughts?”

With measured composure, the Pope explained, “She is a Saintess, and the Church’s Saintess must abstain from engaging in illicit relationships between men and women. She was bound by this rule long before joining the Church. Now that she has committed this transgression, she must face the consequences.”

“If she continues to cling to those defiant thoughts, she will be sacrificed to the Radiant God as penance for her actions,” the Pope uttered with a dark undertone.

Upon hearing these words, Wang Jian arched an eyebrow and surveyed the room, his gaze fixating on the idols of pure gold adorning the space, representing the deity known as the Radiant God.

“I believe we can reach a mutual agreement, Pope. Release Meilin,” Wang Jian proposed, his voice now filled with an unexpected calmness.

The Pope responded firmly and unwaveringly, “That is impossible.”

Wang Jian muttered, “I see.”

With that, Wang Jian departed. However, he had made up his mind—to dismantle the Church. Yet, he knew this task would be arduous to accomplish alone, considering the presence of three Emperor Realm experts within the sacred walls. While two of them were currently in meditation, the Pope himself, seated before Wang Jian, constituted the third.

Understanding the need for reinforcements, Wang Jian recognized the imperative of enlisting the aid of the Lotus Blossom Sect. He would need to conquer the two Emperor Realm experts and ensure that the sect launched a coordinated assault on the cathedral, all at his command.