Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

As Wang Jian and Zhi Xi bid farewell to their friends and made their way to the Teleportation Portal, they couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through them. After all, their journey to the Heavenly Jade Pavilion promised adventure, discovery, and perhaps a few surprises along the way.

The Teleportation Portal stood tall and imposing, crackling with mystical energy as it hummed with anticipation. Wang Jian couldn’t help but marvel at the intricate array of runes etched into its surface, each symbol pulsating with power.

“Ready for this, Zhi Xi?” Wang Jian grinned, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Zhi Xi nodded eagerly, her own excitement palpable. “Absolutely! I can’t wait to show you around the Heavenly Jade Pavilion,” she replied, her voice tinged with enthusiasm. “But first, let’s get through this portal.”

With a shared glance, Wang Jian and Zhi Xi stepped forward, allowing the Teleportation Portal to envelop them in its shimmering embrace. In an instant, they were whisked away into the vast expanse of the cosmos, hurtling through space towards their destination.

As they soared through the cosmos, Zhi Xi took the opportunity to regale Wang Jian with tales of her comrades and fellow junior sisters at the Heavenly Jade Pavilion.

“So, Wang Jian, let me tell you about my fellow junior sisters at the Heavenly Jade Pavilion,” she began, her voice animated. “They’re all incredibly talented cultivators, and most importantly, they’re all as beautiful as I am!”

Wang Jian couldn’t help but chuckle at Zhi Xi’s confident declaration, his lips quirking into a playful smile. “Is that so? I’ll have to see it to believe it,” he teased, his tone light.

Zhi Xi rolled her eyes playfully, swatting his arm in mock indignation. “Oh, you’ll see, all right! They’ll leave you speechless,” she insisted, her enthusiasm infectious.

As they soared through the vast expanse of space, Zhi Xi continued to regale Wang Jian with tales of her companions, painting vivid portraits of their personalities and talents.

“And guess what, Wang Jian?” Zhi Xi exclaimed, her eyes shining with mischief. “You’re going to be the second man ever to set foot in the Heavenly Jade Pavilion!”

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow in surprise, his interest piqued by Zhi Xi’s revelation. “Oh? And who was the first?” he inquired, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Zhi Xi grinned mischievously, leaning in closer to whisper conspiratorially. “His name is Chu Yang,” she revealed, her voice barely above a whisper. “And let me tell you, he caused quite a stir when he joined the pavilion.”

Intrigued, Wang Jian leaned in closer, eager to hear more about this mysterious figure. “What’s so special about Chu Yang?” he asked, his curiosity burning bright.

Zhi Xi’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she launched into an explanation, her words tumbling out in a rush of enthusiasm. “Well, for starters, he possesses something called the Heavenly Jade Emperor Meridians,” she explained, her voice tinged with awe.

Wang Jian’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, his interest piqued by this revelation. “Heavenly Jade Emperor Meridians? What are those?” he queried, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Zhi Xi grinned knowingly, relishing the opportunity to share her knowledge. “They’re a rare and ancient type of meridians, said to be possessed only by the founder of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion herself,” she revealed, her voice tinged with reverence.

“Incredible,” Wang Jian murmured, his mind racing with possibilities. ‘So, Chu Yang’s meridians are similar to those of the pavilion’s founder. No wonder he caused such a stir.’

Zhi Xi nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining with excitement. “Exactly! When the Pavilion Mistress discovered Chu Yang’s special meridians, she didn’t hesitate to bring him into the fold,” she explained, her voice filled with admiration.

“But breaking ancient rules of the pavilion wasn’t easy,” she continued, her tone turning serious. “However, the Pavilion Mistress saw Chu Yang’s talent as a sign of destiny—a chance to continue the founder’s legacy.”

Wang Jian nodded thoughtfully, his mind buzzing with questions. “I see. So, Chu Yang’s talent is on par with the founder’s?” he mused, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Zhi Xi nodded emphatically, her expression earnest. “That’s right! The Pavilion Mistress believes that Chu Yang is someone of the founder’s bloodline, destined to carry on his legacy,” she explained, her voice filled with conviction.

As they journeyed through the cosmos towards the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, Wang Jian couldn’t shake the feeling of anticipation that swirled within him. ‘Chu Yang’s arrival certainly adds an intriguing twist to the pavilion’s dynamics,’ he mused, his thoughts racing ahead to the encounters that awaited them.

Before long, the Heavenly Jade Pavilion loomed into view, its majestic spires reaching towards the heavens with an ethereal grace. Wang Jian couldn’t help but be awestruck by the sheer beauty of the pavilion, its intricate architecture bathed in the soft glow of celestial energy.

As they descended towards the pavilion’s entrance, Zhi Xi’s excitement was palpable, her eyes shining with anticipation. “We’re here, Wang Jian! Welcome to the Heavenly Jade Pavilion,” she exclaimed, her voice filled with pride.

Wang Jian couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through him as he stepped onto the hallowed grounds of the pavilion, his senses alive with the energy of the place. ‘This is it,’ he thought, his heart pounding with anticipation.

As Zhi Xi and Wang Jian approached the border of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, they were greeted by a group of ethereal beauties, their veils billowing in the gentle breeze as they stood with an air of authority. These were the disciples of the pavilion’s patrolling unit, each one radiating an aura of grace and power.

Zhi Xi’s smile widened as she recognized her fellow disciples, her eyes lighting up with warmth. “Ah, my dear sisters, how lovely to see you,” she greeted, her voice filled with genuine affection.

The beauties bowed respectfully to Zhi Xi, their movements fluid and graceful. “Senior Sister Zhi Xi, it’s an honor to see you,” they chimed in unison, their voices melodic.

But as their gaze shifted towards Wang Jian, a hint of wariness crept into their expressions. “Who is this man, Senior Sister Zhi Xi?” one of them asked, her voice tinged with suspicion. “Why have you brought him here?”

Zhi Xi’s smile faltered slightly at the question, but she quickly regained her composure. “This is Wang Jian, a friend whom I am accompanying to meet with our Pavilion Mistress,” she explained, her tone calm yet resolute.

The beauties exchanged wary glances, their doubts still lingering in the air. “But Senior Sister, bringing a man into the pavilion goes against our sect’s rules,” another beauty pointed out, her tone firm.

Zhi Xi nodded understandingly, her gaze steady. “I am aware of the rules, but I assure you, Wang Jian’s presence is only temporary,” she reassured them, her voice unwavering.

However, the beauties remained unconvinced, their suspicion lingering like a stubborn fog. They continued to eye Wang Jian warily, their expressions guarded.

Just as the tension threatened to escalate, a figure appeared atop a cloud, his presence commanding attention. It was Chu Yang, the man Zhi Xi had mentioned earlier, rushing towards them with urgency in his stride.

Chu Yang’s expression froze as his gaze landed on Zhi Xi and the handsome man beside her. A flicker of anger and jealousy crossed his features as he struggled to comprehend why Zhi Xi was flying alongside another man.

‘Who is this man with Zhi Xi?’ Chu Yang’s mind raced with questions, his heart pounding with a mix of emotions. ‘Why is she bringing him here?’

As Chu Yang drew closer, his jealousy simmered beneath the surface, threatening to boil over. He had always considered Zhi Xi his personal woman, someone who belonged to him and him alone. The sight of her with another man ignited a firestorm of emotions within him, stirring up a whirlwind of anger and possessiveness.

Suppressing his emotions, Chu Yang forced himself to maintain a composed fa?ade as he approached Zhi Xi and Wang Jian. “Zhi Xi, what brings you here?” he greeted, his tone carefully neutral despite the turmoil raging within him.

Zhi Xi’s smile brightened at the sight of Chu Yang, her voice warm with affection. “Chu Yang, how wonderful to see you! I’m here to meet with our Pavilion Mistress,” she explained, her tone casual.

Chu Yang’s gaze flickered towards Wang Jian, his eyes narrowing imperceptibly as he took in the sight of the handsome man standing beside Zhi Xi. ‘Who is this man?’ he wondered, his jealousy bubbling to the surface once more.

Before he could voice his concerns, Zhi Xi continued, her voice tinged with excitement. “And this is Wang Jian, a friend who is accompanying me,” she introduced, gesturing towards Wang Jian with a smile.

Chu Yang’s forced smile faltered at the introduction, his jealousy flaring up with renewed intensity. ‘A friend?’ he thought, his mind reeling with disbelief. ‘What is Zhi Xi playing at?’

Despite his inner turmoil, Chu Yang managed to maintain a fa?ade of politeness as he addressed Wang Jian. “Nice to meet you, Wang Jian,” he greeted, his voice strained with effort.

Wang Jian nodded politely in response, his expression unreadable as he observed Chu Yang’s reaction. ‘This must be the man Zhi Xi mentioned earlier,’ he surmised, noting the tension in the air.

As the trio stood in uneasy silence, the beauties of the patrolling unit exchanged knowing glances, sensing the underlying tension between the three of them.𝘪.

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