Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

As Wang Jian made his swift escape with the unconscious Eldest Princess of the Elven Kingdom, chaos erupted among the Elven forces.

A mysterious power surged through their attacks, infusing them with an otherworldly energy that struck terror into the hearts of the creatures assaulting the Elven Race’s Earth Veins.

The very earth seemed to rebel, and the beasts facing these enhanced Elven assaults wondered if they were facing the wrath of nature itself.

Wang Jian remained undeterred as he was aware that this unusual power had to be limited or else the elves would have utilized it from the start. He sent a mental command to the beasts to hold on until the effect of this mysterious energy wanes.

Meanwhile, some of the Elves swiftly relayed the news to the Elven Queen, revealing the abduction of her beloved daughter, the Eldest Princess Selena.

Upon receiving this shocking information, the Queen’s expression shifted from one of worry to fierce determination.

Closing her eyes in silent concentration, the Queen unleashed a potent and mysterious Elven magic.

The incantation manifested itself as a brilliant talisman, hovering protectively over the unconscious form of the Eldest Princess.

This powerful talisman exuded a formidable spiritual energy that was unmistakably the work of the Elven Queen.

With unyielding resolve, the Queen’s spirit materialized within the talisman.

Suddenly, an intense and focused spiritual attack emanated from the talisman. Its target was Wang Jian, specifically his soul.

However, Wang Jian was no stranger to spiritual confrontations, and his formidable spiritual energy allowed him to defend against the onslaught with ease.

As the spiritual assault failed to subdue him, a spectral figure emerged from the talisman.

It was none other than the Elven Queen herself, Ilyndra, a name whispered with reverence throughout the Elven Kingdom.

“Release my daughter, human,” Queen Ilyndra’s voice resonated with regal authority and barely concealed fury. Her presence was formidable, her eyes ablaze with a mother’s unyielding determination.

Wang Jian, ever composed, regarded the formidable Elven Queen with a hint of sly amusement. “I didn’t think you could appear like that. I guess that’s also convenient for me. I did want to talk to you, considering we need to conduct a trade,” he remarked with a confident smile.

“I. Said. Release. My. Daughter. Human!” Queen Ilyndra’s voice thundered with an unmistakable note of fury as her eyes bore into Wang Jian.

With an elegant yet fierce motion, Queen Ilyndra unleashed a potent display of her elemental mastery.

Vines of pure wood and metal sprang forth, each imbued with the perilous essence of poison.

She had no intention of playing a waiting game; her goal was to end this threat to her daughter’s life.

Yet, Wang Jian’s composure remained unshaken, and a subtle smile danced on his lips. This encounter was a test, an opportunity to gauge the might of the Elven Queen, and he was eager to see what she could unleash.

As the vines, infused with the potent laws of nature, came dangerously close to Wang Jian, a remarkable and shocking turn of events transpired.

Ilyndra watched in astonishment as a strange and radiant solar flame manifested, effortlessly reducing her powerful attacks to ashes. Her surprise was evident, for she was a formidable Seventh Stage Saint Realm practitioner, endowed with the rare and extraordinary Royal Elven bloodline abilities that allowed her to contend with even Ninth Stage Saint Realm experts.

The ease with which Wang Jian dispelled her assault was nothing short of extraordinary, and it left Ilyndra both stunned and wary.

Wang Jian couldn’t help but taunt Queen Ilyndra in the face of her attacks. “Is this the extent of your power and determination, my dear Elven Queen? It’s rather underwhelming. I’d expect a bit more effort to save your daughter from me.”

Queen Ilyndra’s clenched teeth and blazing eyes revealed her mounting anger, but she decided to engage with Wang Jian. “Why have you taken my daughter, human? What do you want?”

Wang Jian’s response was laced with a sly undertone. “Now we’re talking! I want something from you, Queen Ilyndra. I want the Fountain of Essence that the elves possess.”

The Elven Queen was taken aback, her shock evident in her eyes. “How do you, a mere human, know of the Fountain of Essence’s existence within our realm?”

Wang Jian shrugged, nonchalant. “Don’t get too caught up in the minor details. All I want is for you to hand it over to me.”

Queen Ilyndra’s voice resonated with unyielding resolve. “I would never surrender the Fountain of Essence to the likes of you!”

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow at her unwavering refusal. The Elven Queen’s determination revealed the invaluable nature of the Fountain of Essence, even overshadowing the importance of her own daughter’s life. It became clear to him that acquiring it would require a different approach.

Wang Jian’s expression turned cold, and he didn’t hesitate to dismiss the Elven Queen. “Fine, have it your way. Since you’re not planning to cooperate, there’s no use for you here. Leave.”

Just as Queen Ilyndra’s spirit seemed about to protest and demand her daughter’s release, Wang Jian snapped his finger.

In an instant, a surge of Pure Moon Energy emanated from his fingertips, engulfing the spirit of the Elven Queen and reducing it to nothing.

Effortlessly, the formidable Elven Queen’s presence was obliterated, leaving behind only her daughter, still unconscious and in the hands of the ruthless human intruder.

Back in the Elven Kingdom, Queen Ilyndra found herself sweating profusely as she recalled her intense interaction with the formidable human who had dared to kidnap her daughter.

She realized that he was indeed a Saint Realm expert, but the sheer combat prowess he had displayed surpassed the capabilities of a standard Saint Realm cultivator.

As she pondered the situation, she couldn’t help but think, ‘If my real body had been present, I might have been able to stop him.’

The limitations of her spiritual form were all too clear. She could only utilize her unique bloodline techniques and the true essence of the laws with her physical body, not with her spiritual manifestation.

Queen Ilyndra was filled with curiosity and anxiety. She couldn’t comprehend how this human had come to know about the Fountain of Essence.

Within the Elven Kingdom, knowledge about the Fountain was restricted to the Royal Family. And even among the Royals, only those who were deemed truly worthy and of pure heart were entrusted with the secret knowledge.

Notably, even her eldest daughter, Selena, whom Wang Jian had so audaciously abducted, was kept in the dark regarding the Fountain of Essence.

Queen Ilyndra had determined that Selena’s mindset was not yet worthy of such privileged knowledge. The mystery deepened as she wondered how an outsider had become aware of the Fountain’s existence.

Wang Jian was carrying Selena, the kidnapped Elven Princess, to the Verzen Empire, while ensuring that her cultivation was completely sealed. As he took a closer look at her, he couldn’t help but be captivated by her exquisite appearance.

Selena had long, flowing blonde hair that cascaded down her back, framing her delicate features. Her large, striking green eyes held a hint of both elegance and seduction, and her slender body boasted a thin waist, accentuating her curvaceous bust and shapely buttocks. Her pointy elven ears were a clear indicator of her race’s heritage.

She was an epitome of elven beauty, a portrait of grace and allure that drew attention and fascination.

Wang Jian, wearing a depraved and sly smirk on his face, held Selena closely in a manner that was far from respectful. His thoughts ran amok as he gazed at her, his mind dancing with wicked intentions.

‘…I should be able to have a lot of fun with a beauty like her,’ he mused, his thoughts filled with dark desires. As Selena remained unconscious, she was blissfully unaware of the fact that one of the most terrifying individuals of the world now held her captive. .

Wang Jian took Selena to his personal chamber within the Royal Palace of the Verzen Empire, locking the doors behind him. Depraved intentions gleamed in his eyes as he advanced towards the unconscious Elven Princess.

‘It would be boring if she remains asleep like this. I should wake her up,’ he thought, a wicked grin playing on his lips. Conjuring water, he tossed it lightly onto Selena, just enough to rouse her from her slumber.

When Selena blinked herself awake, she was startled to find herself in a completely unfamiliar place, far removed from the battlefield where she fought against the Beast Race. Her emerald eyes widened as they fell upon Wang Jian, a man of extraordinary handsomeness, his silver hair and blue eyes seemingly out of place within her understanding of the world.

“W-who are you?” she stammered, her voice trembling with fear and confusion.

Wang Jian’s response was laced with a perverted glint in his eyes, his words chillingly direct, “…I am your master from now on.”

With that, a night of twisted passion and dark desires unfolded in Wang Jian’s chambers, entangling Selena and Wang Jian in a web of debauchery and cruelty.