Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 584 Wang Jian's Harem Appear In Divine World's Cosmos

In a burst of demonic energy, Queen Xiulan shattered the portals behind them, their intricate glyphs dissolving into dust. She wasn't taking any chances. These portals were a one-way ticket – the destination, the heart of the Ancient Demonic Starry Cluster, but also a potential escape route for those pesky other devil tribes.

She manipulated the surrounding spatial laws, twisting them into a chaotic knot, effectively severing any immediate attempts at recreating the portals.

The other Devil Tribes, still reveling in their perceived progress in the Eastern Cosmos, remained blissfully unaware of Xiulan's true motives.

Their communication with the Blue Moon Eclipse Tribe had been minimal, leaving them oblivious to the destruction of the portals and the brewing demonic power struggle back home.

Meanwhile, back in the Eastern Cosmos, Wang Jian, a master puppeteer, orchestrated the next move in his grand scheme. The supply chain for the Devil Tribes, once overflowing with potent talismans, devastating weapons, and enchanted artifacts, abruptly dried up.

The flow of resources ceased, leaving the demons scrambling for answers.

The change was immediate.

Battles that were once a cakewalk for the Devil Tribes became a brutal struggle.

The Star Lords, weakened but not defeated, found renewed vigor in the enemy's faltering attacks. The human cultivators, sensing a shift in the tide, rallied under their banners, their hope rekindled.

Confusion and panic festered within the demonic ranks. Without their usual edge, their formations faltered, exposing weaknesses that the Star Lords and humans exploited with ruthless efficiency.

The tide of the war, painstakingly shifted by Wang Jian, had turned against the Devil Tribes.

And as misfortune often comes in waves, another player entered the fray.

The Jiang Ancient Family, a venerable force whispered about with reverence throughout the Eastern Cosmos, decided it was time to take a stand. Leading the charge was the young heir, Jiang Chen, a prodigy spoken of in hushed tones.

He possessed a legendary physique – the Primordial Chaos Physique. This celestial gift granted him the ability to absorb any and all forms of energy, making him a walking counterpoint to the vast array of attacks employed by the Devil Tribes.

But that wasn't all. His physique also allowed him to unleash Chaos Energy, a primal force capable of suppressing any other type of energy within the cosmos.

Jiang Chen, barely out of his youth, arrived at the battlefield with the grace of a seasoned warrior and the raw power of a celestial being. Chaos Energy, a swirling vortex of vibrant hues, erupted from his very core, enveloping him in a protective aura.

The invading demons in his path, their demonic energy sputtering and failing, fell before him like withered leaves.

Jiang Chen's arrival, heralded by a wave of awe-inspiring power, revitalized the human defenders.

Here, before their very eyes, stood a legend in the making. His every move a display of unparalleled talent, his victories over the hitherto unstoppable demons, a testament to the power of the human spirit.

News of Jiang Chen's exploits spread like wildfire, igniting a spark of hope across the Eastern Cosmos.

Cultivators emerged from their secluded retreats, fueled by a renewed sense of purpose. The human resistance, once on the brink of collapse, found a hero to rally behind.

The war, once a desperate struggle for survival, took on a new dimension. The Eastern Cosmos, threatened with annihilation, had found a champion.

It seemed that even as Queen Xiulan played her own game in the Ancient Demonic Starry Cluster, another force, a beacon of hope, had emerged to confront the demonic menace in the Eastern Cosmos.

The news of the war's end rippled through the Eastern Cosmos like a wave of relief. Cheers erupted in every city square, temple courtyard, and secluded sect stronghold. Jiang Chen, his youthful face etched with the fatigue of battle, emerged as the undisputed hero. His mastery of the Primordial Chaos Physique, his unwavering courage, and his strategic brilliance had turned the tide against the demonic horde.

Lin Fei, bathed in the warm glow of the Ancient Phoenix Clan's approval, also received his share of accolades. His unwavering support for the human cause, his mastery of fire-based techniques, and his unwavering loyalty to the Phoenixes cemented his place as a rising star.

Even the demise of the White Tiger Clan leader, a fearsome beast cultivator with a temper as fiery as his namesake, brought mixed emotions. While some rejoiced at the removal of a formidable foe, others mourned the loss of such a powerful lineage.

However, amidst the celebrations and mourning, a sly smile bloomed on Wang Jian's face within the opulent confines of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion. The war had played out exactly as he'd orchestrated. The human sects, although victorious, had suffered significant losses. Their best cultivators were depleted, their resources strained to the breaking point.

Just as he'd planned.

"So, they hail Jiang Chen and Lin Fei as heroes," he mused, swirling his jade wine cup. "Let them. They've served their purpose well."

Cui Lan, the ever-observant Pavilion Mistress, tilted her head, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "What now, Master? Do we finally make our move?"

Wang Jian chuckled, a low rumble that echoed through the chamber. "Patience, my dear Cui Lan. There will be time for that soon enough. First, we reap the rewards."

News of the White Tiger Clan leader's demise had traveled beyond the Eastern Cosmos. Within the harem chambers of the fallen beast clan, a sense of opportunity bloomed alongside the grief. These women, formidable cultivators in their own right, were not content with the prospect of an uncertain future under a power vacuum.

Following a carefully orchestrated plan, they made a public announcement. The White Tiger Clan, they declared, would henceforth serve as the guardian beasts of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion. To the outside world, it appeared to be a bold move – a way for the White Tiger Clan to secure a stable future under the powerful Pavilion.

In reality, however, it was a calculated submission. They knew exactly where the true power resided within the Heavenly Jade Pavilion.

Wang Jian, with a smirk that could have curdled cream, accepted their offer with open arms. "Cui Lan," he commanded, his voice tinged with amusement, "welcome these women into the Pavilion. Make them feel… comfortable."

Cui Lan stifled a sigh but nodded in understanding. These women, with their diverse cultivation styles and lineage, would add considerably to the Pavilion's strength. And of course, they would inevitably contribute to the Master's… extracurricular activities.

The arrival of the White Tiger Clan harem marked a significant turning point for the Heavenly Jade Pavilion. The ancient legacy of the White Tiger Clan, coupled with the resources and infrastructure of the Pavilion, propelled them to a new level of power.

But this was merely the beginning. With a thought, Wang Jian pulled open a portal to his inner minor world. It was a world he had cultivated, a space fused with his Divine Soul, and within it resided another kind of treasure – his harem.

Su Xian, his first wife, stood foremost, her ethereal beauty still holding the power to captivate his senses even after countless years. Next to her stood Fen Shuying, his second wife, radiating a fiery energy that matched her personality.

Chen Yiyan, Hong Meilin, Stella, Jin Meixiang, each with their own unique charm and cultivation level, filled the space.

Then came the concubines – dozens of them, each surpassing human cultivation limits and stepping into the divine realm thanks to their time within Wang Jian's world.

These were Han Xifeng, Kang Huian, Bixi Shuyan, and Meng Xiangyi, who can be considered revered figures within the human world. And now these revered figures found themselves members of a much more exclusive circle.

And then there were the hundreds of mistresses, women who had graced his life with their beauty and affection. Lady Xia, Lady Zhuoran, Elf Princess Selena, Elf Queen Ilyndra, Queen Victoria, Queen Isabella – the list went on, a testament to Wang Jian's insatiable desire and the vastness of his inner world.

Wang Jian's cultivation, reaching the peak of the Divine Tribulation Realm, had inadvertently impacted his inner world. It had transcended its limitations, becoming a haven for his harem's cultivation. The resources within, amplified by his own power, had nurtured their growth, pushing them beyond their previous limits.

Su Xian, with her dedication and talent, stood out amongst the rest. Her cultivation had soared beyond the first realm of the Divine Cultivation – the Divine Origin Realm – reaching the coveted Divine Convergence Realm.

A surge of pride washed over Wang Jian. His women were growing, evolving alongside him.

He spent the next few days observing them, relishing their progress, and basking in the sheer power radiating from his own personal harem.

Finally, the time came for a celebration. Not just any celebration, but a grand celestial tour of their very own Starry Cluster. Wang Jian, with a mischievous glint in his eye, snapped his fingers, and a swirling vortex materialized in the air.