Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 807: Memory Loss Of All Beings In Cosmos

The star of the galaxy of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion shimmered with a soft, ethereal glow, casting a serene light over the sprawling landscape. The pavilion itself was a marvel of architecture, its jade pillars and golden roofs gleaming under the starlit sky. Within the grand chamber, Wang Jian reclined on a plush, velvet chaise, his eyes half-lidded as he savored the moment of tranquility.

Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, dressed in a sultry, silk robe that clung to her voluptuous curves, poured a steaming cup of tea with graceful precision. Her movements were deliberate, each gesture designed to accentuate her allure. The robe, a deep shade of red, was slit high up the thigh, revealing glimpses of her smooth, toned legs. The neckline plunged low, offering a tantalizing view of her cleavage. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in delicate waves, framing her exquisite face.

Wang Jianʼs eyes roamed over her body, his gaze hungry and appreciative. He licked his lips, a predatory gleam in his eyes. ”Cui Lan, you look positively ravishing tonight,” he murmured, his voice a low growl.

Cui Lan smiled coyly, her eyes meeting his. ”I am here to serve you, my lord,” she replied, her voice a sultry purr. She handed him the cup of tea, her fingers brushing against his as she did

So.

Wang Jian took the cup, his eyes never leaving hers. ”Tell me, what have your disciples and elders gathered about the cosmos in the past few days?” he asked, his tone casual yet commanding. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap, his hands gripping her hips firmly. He ground his dick against her curvy buttocks, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Cui Lan gasped softly, her body responding to his touch. She felt a surge of pleasure and excitement, her heart racing. She was overjoyed that she could draw such a reaction from her dear master. She took a moment to compose herself before speaking, her voice steady despite the distraction.

”My disciples have discovered that while we were all in your minor world, it seems that around 900 years have passed by,” she began, her voice slightly breathless as Wang Jianʼs hands roamed over her body. He traced the curves of her hips, his fingers dipping beneath the silk robe to caress her smooth skin. She shivered, her breath hitching as he explored her further, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

”Moreover, it seems as though the people and even the other races have already forgotten the events that occurred 900 years ago,” she continued, her voice growing softer as Wang Jianʼs hands moved to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She moaned softly, her body arching into his touch.

”During which I had reigned supreme over the entire cosmos by killing the effective leaders of all four cosmoses,” Wang Jian added, his voice thoughtful. His hands continued to explore her body, his touch both gentle and demanding.

Cui Lan nodded, her breath coming in quick gasps. ”Yes, my lord. The current generation has already forgotten somehow the leaders of the races during those 900 years ago. Like, the current generation of the devils in the Northern Cosmos seem to have no recollection of Mo Yin who had become the Devil Queen of the entire Devil Race in the Northern Cosmos and even of Celestial Maiden Yuqing who is the leader of the Angel Race, a race that was once one of the leaders of the Northern Cosmos.”

Wang Jianʼs eyebrows furrowed, his grip on her tightening slightly. ”Thatʼs strange. The devils and angels have an enmity that runs deep. How could they forget such a significant figure?”

Cui Lanʼs voice was a soft moan as Wang Jianʼs fingers pinched her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. ”Itʼs not just them, my lord. The Starlords or the Astral Spirits seem to have no recollection of Yun Qianying, the Brahma Divine Star Goddess who is the beautiful leader of the Brahma Star God Race among the Starlords. And even the Nether Empress, who was one of the leaders of the entire Astral Spirits, has been forgotten.”

Wang Jianʼs hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before dipping between her thighs. He could feel the heat of her arousal, her body responding to his touch. ”And the Southern Cosmos?” he asked, his voice a low growl.

Cui Lanʼs body trembled as Wang Jianʼs fingers found her most sensitive spot, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. ”Qing Fenghua, the Matriarch of the Nature Clan, one of the leaders of the Southern Cosmos, has been forgotten by the races in the Southern Cosmos,” she gasped, her body writhing against his touch.

Wang Jianʼs mind raced as he processed the information, his hands continuing to explore her body. He could feel her arousal growing, her body responding to his every touch. He was surprised by the extent of the memory loss, his mind turning over the possibilities.

”Someone is using brainwashing to such a large scale that they are brainwashing all the people in the entire cosmos,” he murmured, his voice thoughtful. His hands moved back to her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples as he considered the implications.

”The only entity that could accomplish this is none other than the Heavenly Dao Spirit of the Cosmos,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. He could feel the restrictions on his ability to manipulate the laws of the cosmos, a sense of confinement that was both frustrating and intriguing.

”Perhaps something has happened in these 900 years that has strengthened the Heavenly Dao,” he mused, his hands moving to cup her face. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss.

Cui Lanʼs body trembled, her breath coming in soft gasps as she responded to his kiss. She could feel the heat of his arousal, his body pressing against hers. She moaned softly, her body writhing against his as she surrendered to his touch.

Wang Jian broke the kiss, his eyes meeting hers. He could see the desire in her gaze, the hunger that matched his own. He smiled, a wicked, predatory grin that sent a shiver down her

spine.

”Itʼs time to enjoy a bit,” he murmured, his voice a low growl. He stood, lifting her effortlessly as he did so. He carried her to the grand bedroom chamber, his steps sure and steady.

The chamber was a sight to behold, a vast expanse of luxury and decadence. The bed was a massive, four-poster monstrosity, its silk sheets and velvet canopy a testament to opulence. The air was filled with the scent of incense and the soft glow of candlelight, casting a warm, inviting glow over the room.

Wang Jian set Cui Lan down on the bed, his eyes roaming over her body. He could see the desire in her gaze, the hunger that matched his own. He smiled, a wicked, predatory grin that sent a shiver down her spine.

”Tonight, we celebrate,” he said, his voice a low growl. He reached out, his hands gripping the silk robe. With a swift, decisive motion, he tore it from her body, revealing her naked

form.

Cui Lan gasped, her body trembling as she lay before him, her voluptuous curves on full display. She could feel the heat of his gaze, the intensity of his desire. She moaned softly, her body arching as she offered herself to him.

”My lord,” she whispered, her voice a soft, breathless plea. ”Take me. Use me as you see fit.”

Wang Jianʼs smile widened, his eyes gleaming with desire. He reached out, his hands cupping her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She moaned, her body writhing beneath his touch. He leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a fierce, demanding kiss. She responded, her body pressing against his, her moans filling the room.

He broke the kiss, his hands moving lower, tracing the curve of her waist before dipping

between her thighs. He could feel the heat of her arousal, her body responding to his touch. He slipped a finger inside her, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. She moaned, her body writhing against his hand.

”Youʼre so wet, my dear,” he murmured, his voice a low growl. ”So ready for me.”

Cui Lanʼs body trembled, her breath coming in soft gasps. ”Yes, my lord,” she whispered, her voice a soft, breathless plea. ”I am yours. Completely and utterly yours.”

Wang Jianʼs smile widened, his eyes gleaming with desire. He positioned himself between her

thighs, his body pressing against hers. She moaned, her body writhing beneath him as he entered her, his body moving in a relentless rhythm. He fucked her with a fierce intensity, his hips slamming against hers, leaving her breathless.

As they moved together, Wang Jianʼs hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve,

every sensitive spot. He kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She moaned, her body writhing beneath him, her nails digging into his back as he brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

He broke the kiss, his eyes meeting hers. He could see the desire in her gaze, the hunger that matched his own. He smiled, a wicked, predatory grin that sent a shiver down her spine.

”Youʼre mine, Cui Lan,” he growled, his voice a low growl. ”Every inch of you. Every moan, every cry, every pleasure. It all belongs to me.”

Cui Lanʼs body trembled, her breath coming in soft gasps. ”Yes, my lord,” she whispered, her voice a soft, breathless plea. ”I am yours. Completely and utterly yours.”

Wang Jianʼs smile widened, his eyes gleaming with desire. He continued to fuck her, his body moving in a relentless rhythm. He could feel her body responding to his, her moans filling the room as he brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

As they moved together, the door to the chamber opened, revealing the other leaders of the cosmos. Mo Yin, the Devil Queen of the Devil Race, stood at the forefront, her voluptuous body clad in a sheer, black gown that left little to the imagination. Behind her stood Celestial Maiden Yuqing of the Angel Race, her ethereal beauty a stark contrast to Mo Yinʼs dark allure. The Nether Empress of the Astral Spirits and Yun Qianying, the Brahma Divine Star Goddess of the Starlords, followed, their voluptuous forms a testament to their power and grace.

From the Southern Cosmos, Qing Fenghua, the sexy pure yet voluptuous leader of the Nature

Clan, and her daughter Qing Lurou entered the chamber. Their bodies were clad in flowing, green gowns that accentuated their curves, their hair adorned with flowers that shimmered with an otherworldly light.