Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

On the battlefield, the unexpected appearance of the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan had a profound reason behind it. News had spread like wildfire among the devil forces, carried by those same cunning devils that Wang Jian had strategically left behind.

They made sure that every devil heard about the existence of a member within their ranks who possessed the rare and coveted ability to transform while utilizing the bloodline of the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan.

As the whispers echoed through the ranks, the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan, renowned for their influence and rare abilities, caught wind of this astonishing revelation.

Their curiosity piqued, they were astounded that such a gifted individual existed, for within their own clan, only the purest of bloodlines could harness the transformation ability.

Intrigued and perhaps a tad envious, the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan felt compelled to investigate further. The prospect of someone outside their clan wielding their unique power was rather shocking.

With their eyes set on this new enigma, the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan joined forces with the rest of the devil factions, fighting alongside them against the Empire.

The addition of this clan to the battlefield naturally caused the battlefield to slowly tilt in the favor of the Devil Forces.

Emperor Wang of the Everlasting Mystical Empire found himself in a dire predicament as the devil forces intensified their attacks. With his initial strategies faltering, he had no choice but to seek aid from another powerful Empire and their influential religion. Setting his sights on the formidable Golden Sun Empire, known for its staunch opposition to the devils, Emperor Wang sent forth his request for assistance.

The Golden Sun Empire, a force to be reckoned with on the continent, owed much of its strength and authority to the Church of Sun God. Their influence over the empire’s politics was unmistakable, even extending to the Royal Family, who were devoted followers of the Church.

To secure their aid, Emperor Wang was willing to part with valuable land and precious treasures. It was a gamble, but the stakes were high, and the threat of the devil forces left him with few alternatives.

His plea did not fall on deaf ears. The Golden Sun Empire, driven by their abhorrence of the devil threat, responded positively to Emperor Wang’s request. They pledged to send a substantial force to the battlefield, poised to join the fight against the relentless devils.

However, their journey would take one week to reach the battlefield. Emperor Wang received this news with both relief and trepidation. While their assistance offered a glimmer of hope, he now faced the daunting task of ensuring his factions survived the next critical week.

In a desperate bid to ensure the survival of his Empire’s factions against the relentless devil forces, Emperor Wang rallied all remaining members of his faction and other organization members lingering in the capital. Leading this force himself, his unsealed energy allowed him to confront most threats on the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian, in his devil form, swiftly made his way to the battlefield and covertly infiltrated the Crown Prince’s faction. Upon arriving, he was taken aback by the dire state of the faction, realizing that they were on the brink of defeat. Only the timely intervention of the church had preserved their fighting force.

Wang Jian’s thoughts briefly wandered to his Second Sister, Wang Ying, wondering about her whereabouts and condition. However, he pushed these concerns aside as his main purpose was to find Mei Yan.

With his Spiritual Sensitivity technique, Wang Jian easily located Mei Yan’s tent. Upon entering, he found her covered in white bandages, bearing numerous injuries from the intense battle.

As Mei Yan noticed the intruder, she tensed, ready to defend herself. But as soon as Wang Jian removed his mask, her expression softened, recognizing him instantly. A sense of relief washed over her as she approached him.

Without a word, Wang Jian stepped closer, enveloping her in a tender embrace, his gentle hands caressing her hair.

Mei Yan’s eyes welled with emotion, and she spoke with a sense of longing, “You came…”

Even Mei Yan didn’t realize that she had been longing for Wang Jian so earnestly. Well, this was because she was usually fighting on the battlefield while risking her life. She did wish to be held in someone’s arm and let her passion loose.

Wang Jian’s hands moved tenderly, one caressing her hair while the other ventured beneath her top, gently stroking her soft skin. Their closeness was intoxicating, and Mei Yan found herself captivated by his touch.

After a while, they reluctantly parted from their embrace, and Wang Jian settled into a chair. With a playful glint in his eyes, he pulled Mei Yan closer, making her to sit on his lap, allowing their bodies to intertwine. From this intimate position, they began to share their thoughts.

“You fought exceptionally well, and your understanding of laws has improved significantly,” Wang Jian praised, sensing the growth in her abilities.

“Thank you, Your Highness,” Mei Yan replied with genuine gratitude.

Concerned about her injuries, Mei Yan listened intently as Wang Jian explained about an ointment from the Miracle Angel Tribe that would heal her wounds and prevent any scars. She accepted the small container he offered, grateful for his care and thoughtfulness.

Her worry for him surfaced as she mentioned the revelation of his devil heritage and the Empire’s pursuit of him. However, Wang Jian exuded confidence as he assured her, “Yes, they are hunting me, but I have my plans to deal with them.”

Mei Yan felt reassured by his determination, but she couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement and desire at his touch. His hands roamed sensually over her elegant body, igniting a passionate spark between them.

“Well, the reason I came here today was to provide you with this ointment and this Telephone Artifact,” Wang Jian explained, handing the artifact to Mei Yan.

Curiosity sparked in Mei Yan’s eyes as she examined the artifact, wondering how it worked and what its uses might be.

With a smile, Wang Jian proceeded to explain its functionality. Mei Yan couldn’t believe her ears when she heard that she could use it to contact Wang Jian, no matter the distance between them. It was a wondrous device with limitless possibilities.

“Stay with the Crown Prince’s faction for a while longer and report any findings to me,” Wang Jian instructed, his tone serious. “Keep the bandages on and pretend to be gravely injured. I don’t want you fighting against those devils.”

Mei Yan nodded, understanding the importance of staying close to gather vital information.

“Yes, Your Highness. As you command,” Mei Yan replied, her happiness evident.

“In case of danger, contact me immediately using this artifact. I will come to your aid without hesitation,” Wang Jian reassured her, exuding confidence.

Mei Yan beamed with gratitude, “I will be sure to do that.”

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment before Mei Yan, feeling playful, began to move her buttocks, teasingly rubbing them against Wang Jian’s hard member, which was pressing against her rear.

Wang Jian’s smirk widened, and he teased, “Looks like you want something. Make sure to beg for it.”

Blushing, Mei Yan hesitated before finally expressing her desires, “I… I want you to… do it with me… roughly…”

Wang Jian’s eyes lit up at her bold request. He pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss that ignited a fire between them.

After a couple of hours, Wang Jian utilized his newfound mastery of the Laws of Space, employing the Spatial Movement technique to swiftly leave the Crown Prince’s faction encampment. His speed and range had reached an impressive peak, thanks to his heightened insights in the Laws of Space.

Today was the day to confront Zyrithia. With determination in his eyes, Wang Jian entered her cell in the dungeon and took a seat in front of her.

Zyrithia looked broken and fearful as she gazed at Wang Jian. It was no wonder, considering what he had done to her, taking her virginity against her will.

“You don’t seem happy to see me,” Wang Jian commented with a smirk.

In response, Zyrithia gave him a glare, filled with hatred.

Wang Jian’s smirk only widened at her reaction. “That look of hatred makes you look really pretty. It really makes it hard for me to control my urges of forcing myself upon you.”

Zyrithia was taken aback by his bold words, feeling a mix of fear and defiance. “What do you want? If you want to force yourself upon me, then what are you waiting for?” she retorted, rolling her eyes.

With a shrug, Wang Jian replied, “…Well, I came here with a proposal of freedom for you. But I guess you are even more excited to have sex with me, so I guess let’s proceed.”

Her eyes widened in shock, not expecting such a proposal from him. The idea of freedom was something she had yearned for, and now it seemed like it might become a reality.

“…Freedom?” she questioned, her voice tinged with hope.

Wang Jian nodded, “Yes, freedom. You can leave this place and go wherever you wish, but on certain conditions.”