The subterranean laboratory beneath the sprawling Heaven Dou mansion was a sanctuary of cutting-edge research and absolute secrecy. The heavy iron doors were sealed shut, and the interior was illuminated by the sterile, bright glow of spirit-conducting lamps. In the center of the room, an intricate, massive array of spirit-metal rings and crystalline conduits pulsed with a chaotic, vibrating energy.
Zhang Tian stood within the epicenter of the array. Over the past few months of intense, relentless cultivation and absorbing the refined essence of the medicinal extracts, he had successfully reached Spirit Power Level 60, officially stepping into the realm of a Spirit Emperor. However, he had deliberately slowed his cultivation pace, choosing to compress his dense spirit power entirely, packing the energy into his meridians until it felt like liquid mercury. He was meticulously preparing his foundation to condense a true Spirit Core once he reached the Spirit Saint realm, an endeavor that required absolute structural perfection.
"Channel it slowly, Dong'er," Zhang Tian instructed, his voice strained as he manipulated the complex spirit tool he had designed. "The array needs a massive influx of pure energy to simulate the origin stimulation required for a self-condensed spirit ring."
Standing just outside the metallic array, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong raised her elegant hands. Her flawless face was set in a mask of absolute concentration. She poured her vast, Limit Douluo spirit power directly into the primary conduit.
However, the experiment was rapidly destabilizing.
CRACKLE! HISS!
The spirit tool shuddered violently, the crystalline conduits turning a dangerous, volatile shade of bruised purple. Zhang Tian gritted his teeth, his Blood Silver Emperor martial spirit flaring behind him as he tried to force the devouring attribute of his spirit to harmonize with her provided energy. But the fundamental natures of their power were clashing catastrophically.
Bibi Dong's spirit power was heavily saturated with her inherent, lethal poison attribute. More problematically, it contained distinct, incredibly dense traces of the Divine Power of the Rakshasa God. This divine energy was a fundamentally superior level of existence compared to ordinary mortal spirit power. The mechanical device Zhang Tian had built, designed to bridge the gap between human and beast condensation methods, simply could not process or filter the malicious, divine interference. The devouring attribute of the Blood Silver Emperor warred aggressively against the Rakshasa power, creating a localized spiritual storm.
BANG!
One of the primary crystal conduits shattered, sending a shower of harmless but frustrating sparks raining down upon the stone floor. The array powered down, emitting a high-pitched whine of complete mechanical failure.
Zhang Tian let out a long, heavy sigh, brushing a stray lock of red hair from his eyes. He stepped out of the ruined array, looking at the smoking machinery with mild annoyance. His attempt to artificially stimulate his own spirit to condense a sixth spirit ring had failed. The spirit tool still possessed too many critical issues in isolating the specific genetic ability he desired, and the energy conflict was a hurdle he could not bypass with current materials. He would have to stick to the traditional method for now, at least until he acquired materials capable of channeling divine energy.
He turned his gaze toward Bibi Dong. The Supreme Pontiff lowered her hands, a rare expression of genuine, nervous apology crossing her beautiful features.
"I am sorry, Husband," Bibi Dong murmured, her pink eyes looking up at him through her thick lashes. "The Rakshasa energy... it is stubborn. It refuses to be molded by the device."
Zhang Tian's annoyance melted into a dark, predatory amusement. He walked slowly toward her, his heavy boots clicking against the stone floor. He decided to play a game, allowing his aura to darken as he feigned a terrifying, commanding anger.
"You disrupted the array, Dong'er," Zhang Tian scolded her, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that caused a thrilling shiver to race down her spine. He backed her against the cold stone wall, placing his hands on either side of her head, trapping her. "Months of meticulous calibration, ruined because you cannot restrain your divine aura. I am incredibly displeased."
Bibi Dong knew her husband intimately. She saw the dark, lustful fire dancing in the depths of his icy blue eyes. She knew he was merely acting angry, using the failed experiment as a convenient excuse to act upon his insatiable lust. But she absolutely loved it. The fact that the most powerful man on the continent desired her so aggressively, that he looked at her mature, voluptuous body with such ravenous hunger, was the greatest validation she could ever receive.
"Then you must punish me, Master," Bibi Dong whispered, leaning into his space. She deliberately pressed the heavy, soft swell of her massive breasts against his chest, her pink eyes entirely subservient. "Make me pay for my failure."
Zhang Tian didn't need another invitation. He grabbed the collar of her elegant purple robes and tore them open with a single, violent motion, sending jeweled buttons scattering across the floor. He lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her long, shapely legs around his waist.
For the entirety of that day, the subterranean laboratory echoed not with the sounds of science, but with the wet, heavy sounds of raw, unbridled passion. Zhang Tian fucked her boldly and aggressively all over the ruined equipment, bending the Supreme Pontiff over the mahogany workbenches and slamming into her with punishing force. He spanked her curvy, mature buttocks until they were glowing red, his hands roughly fondling her large, bouncing breasts as he claimed her mouth in breathless, dominating kisses. Bibi Dong screamed his name in absolute, shivering ecstasy, her mind melting entirely under his relentless, demanding stamina, proving that she belonged to him body and soul.
A few days later, his physical desires thoroughly satiated, Zhang Tian departed the mansion to secure his sixth spirit ring through the traditional, bloody method.
He traveled alone to the dense, uncharted middle regions of the Star Dou Great Forest. He spent a week tracking a specific, incredibly rare botanical anomaly he had sensed through his continental grass network. He eventually found his prize: an eighty-thousand-year-old plant-type spirit beast known as the Mirage Weeping Willow.
The beast was a towering monstrosity of weeping branches that utilized profound, mind-bending hallucinogenic pollen and spatial refraction to create endless, lethal labyrinths. It was a predator that confused its prey before draining their vitality. However, Zhang Tian's Quasi-God Realm mental power effortlessly pierced the illusions, and the absolute devouring properties of his Blood Silver Emperor made short work of the ancient tree's defenses.
Sitting amidst the withered remains of the Mirage Weeping Willow, Zhang Tian absorbed the deep black, almost red-tinted spirit ring. The absorption was smooth, his compressed Level 60 spirit power welcoming the massive influx of energy.
When he opened his eyes, a satisfied smirk graced his lips. The sixth spirit ring granted him an incredibly powerful, strategic ability: the 'Blood Silver Mirage Clones'.
By utilizing the spatial and hallucinogenic properties of the willow, combined with the pure vitality of his martial spirit, he could now create incredibly realistic clones. These were not mere illusions; they were tangible entities forged from his blood and spirit power. They shared a flawless, instantaneous hive-mind connection with his main body. Each clone operated at exactly seventy percent of his total combat strength, or less depending on how much spirit power he actively infused into their creation, and they could utilize all of his spirit ring abilities and martial spirit attributes without restriction.
This ability was a revolutionary breakthrough for his grand design. He immediately spawned five clones, dispatching them across the continent. He left one clone entirely dedicated to cultivating and compressing his spirit power at all times within a secret chamber. He assigned two clones to oversee the massive, industrial-level manufacturing of daily-life spirit tools and revolutionary military weaponry in the underground labs. The remaining clones were tasked with managing the complex bureaucratic and economic expansion of his territories.
Crucially, however, the clones were strictly forbidden from engaging in any romantic or physical intimacy. The hive-mind ensured they felt what he felt, but Zhang Tian's possessive nature dictated that only his true, original body would ever touch, kiss, or make love to the women who belonged to him.
With the overwhelming burden of his empire's administration and his exhaustive research delegated to his tireless clones, Zhang Tian's main body was finally free to enjoy the spoils of his conquests. The ensuing months blurred into a steady, prosperous rhythm, gradually giving way to the passage of three remarkable years.
During this extensive three-year period, the geopolitical and physical landscape of the Douluo Continent underwent a miraculous, terrifying transformation.
Zhang Tian and his entire household had officially relocated from the Heaven Dou capital two years ago. They had moved north, settling into the newly constructed, awe-inspiring Crimson Zenith City, the absolute heart of the Frostfall Province. The city was a marvel of modern spirit-engineering, a sprawling metropolis built from dark stone and shimmering spirit-glass, protected by massive, geothermally heated domes that kept the freezing blizzards of the Extreme North at bay.
The research faculty within his territory had exploded in size and capability. Due to his clones managing industrial-level manufacturing techniques, Spirit Tools were no longer incredibly rare, priceless artifacts hoarded by ancient sects. They were being mass-produced and sold at intentionally low, accessible prices. The technological revolution swept across the borders, becoming wildly popular and common among the citizens of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Spirit Empire, and even infiltrating the markets of the hostile Star Luo Empire.
While the catastrophic, war-ending military spirit tools were strictly hoarded within Crimson Zenith City's vaults, general-purpose creations modernized the world. Under Zhang Tian's overarching guidance, the Douluo Continent began to genuinely resemble a modern era. Massive, secure banks using spirit-encrypted ledgers replaced physical gold hoarding. A continent-wide communication system was established, utilizing sleek, handheld mobile phones. The devices allowed for instantaneous voice communication across vast distances, entirely replacing messenger birds. However, the system was still somewhat nerfed; he had not yet managed to develop a true, wireless internet system, as doing so would require an astronomical amount of labor to construct and defend the necessary relay towers across hostile territories. Furthermore, massive, spirit-powered trains now ran on reinforced tracks connecting major Heaven Dou cities, and long-range spirit detection radars were mounted on city walls to monitor beast migrations and troop movements.
While the world modernized, Zhang Tian devoted his true self to the women who shared his life, nurturing their growth and indulging in his darkest desires.
With Ah Yin, the dynamic was one of absolute, transparent partnership. He was her Emperor, and she was his Empress. He hid absolutely nothing from her, treating her as his foremost confidante and equal in the shadows. Over the three years, Ah Yin's cultivation had soared, reaching an incredible Level 94. She had successfully acquired her Ninth Spirit Ring, elevating her to the title of a true powerhouse.
Her ninth ring came from a hundred-thousand-year-old plant-type spirit beast known as the 'Void-Weaving Bamboo', a rare entity discovered by the continent-wide Blood Silver Grass network hiding in a spatial fracture within the middle region of the Star Dou Great Forest. While the beast's raw age wasn't inherently important—as she could effortlessly increase its age using her Devouring ability—its unique attributes were priceless.
The Void-Weaving Bamboo granted her two terrifying abilities completely unrelated to her usual devouring or domain traits. The first was 'Spacetime Severing Beam', a concentrated attack that fired a brilliant, silver laser capable of slicing through physical matter and momentarily freezing the local flow of time around the target, making evasion impossible. The second ability was 'Omnipresent Root Teleportation'. By linking her profound spatial understanding with her Blood Silver Domain, she could instantly teleport her physical body, or the body of an ally, to any region on the continent where a blade of her Blood Silver Empress vine currently existed.
Ah Yin had blossomed into a breathtaking, incredibly sexy beauty with a distinct, mature milf vibe. Her crimson hair and deep, maternal curves were a constant source of comfort and lust for Zhang Tian. He would often pull her across his desk in the study, making passionate, uninhibited love to her while reviewing intelligence reports, their minds and bodies perfectly synchronized.
With Ning Rongrong, Zhang Tian was endlessly playful and gentle. The princess of the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect had matured beautifully over the three years. She retained her cute, stunningly beautiful face, but her body had filled out, developing mature, incredibly sexy curves that she proudly flaunted for him. She had reached Level 65, solidifying her status as a formidable Spirit Emperor.
She had fully embraced her transition into an attack-type spirit master. Having mastered her Nine Colored Spirit Power and the Spiral Sphere, she spent her days perfecting the devastating beam attack Zhang Tian had taught her. She named it the 'Nine Colored Heavenly Annihilation Beam', a highly concentrated blast of pure, rotating spirit power that grew exponentially stronger with her rank. Zhang Tian would often sit in the training courtyards, applauding her destructive prowess before pulling her into his lap, gently kissing her lips and teasingly squeezing her firm backside until she giggled and melted into his embrace.
Zhu Zhuqing remained the sexiest among his women, possessing the absolute largest breasts and the most devastatingly alluring, feline figure. She had reached Level 68, her dark attribute mastery making her an unparalleled assassin. She was stern and focused during training, actively teaching her elder sister, Zhu Zhuyun, how to properly utilize the Spiral Sphere and control the shadows of the Abyssal .
Zhu Zhuyun's cultivation had reached Level 62. The elder sister had undergone a massive physical transformation. In an effort to please her master and emulate the sister he so clearly favored, she had grown her short hair out into a long, beautiful, flowing mane. Her body was incredibly similar to Zhu Zhuqing's, boasting massive breasts and wide hips, though she always felt just a fraction less naturally breathtaking than her younger sibling.
With the Zhu sisters, Zhang Tian's perversion took a highly aggressive, dominant turn. He loved to summon both of them to his master chambers at the same time. He would play with their sexy bodies boldly, making them kneel before him. He was aggressive with their curves, spanking their firm, curvy buttocks until they were bright red, and roughly fondling their massive breasts. He treated them as his personal, lethal pets, and they absolutely loved it, their feline instincts completely surrendering to his overwhelming alpha dominance.
Liu Erlong continued her highly secretive, passionate visits to Crimson Zenith City. The fiery dean had stepped down from her public duties, citing cultivation retreats, simply to spend more time getting thoroughly pounded by her young lover. Her body was phenomenally curvaceous, a masterpiece of explosive muscle and soft flesh that Zhang Tian openly declared was made entirely for fucking like a shameless slut. He treated her with raw, unbridled lust, matching her fiery dragon temper with aggressive, bruising sex that left her screaming his name and begging for more.
Bibi Dong, despite being at the absolute peak of the world in terms of power as a Level 99 Limit Douluo, was entirely submissive to his whims. She possessed a sexy, mature milf beauty that drove Zhang Tian wild. The psychological thrill of dominating the Supreme Pontiff, of having the most powerful woman on the continent bowing beneath him, brought him endless excitement. He would fuck her boldly and badly, ordering her to wear her papal robes while he ravaged her from behind.
Over the three years, Bibi Dong had continued to work on her Eighth Trial of the Rakshasa God, attempting to control the divine Scythe. However, her progress was pitiful. She had barely managed to master around seventy percent of the Divine Power within the weapon. Because she had lost so much of her venomous hatred—her heart entirely softened by her deep infatuation and happy domestic life with Zhang Tian—she could not synchronize with the malicious artifact. She would likely need many more years to fully pass the trial, though she didn't care in the slightest, as there was no time limit and her true happiness lay in Zhang Tian's arms, not in the cold heavens.
Qian Renxue had blossomed into the most beautiful, absolutely perfect beauty among them all. Her angelic features and flawless, golden-proportioned body were a testament to divine genetics. She had reached Level 76, officially entering the Spirit Saint realm. Her progress was highlighted by her Seventh Spirit Ring, a ninety-thousand-year-old ring acquired from a powerful Light Attribute spirit beast that her dear mother, Bibi Dong, had personally hunted for her. This maternal gift had delighted Qian Renxue immensely. The ring granted her the true Seraphim Spirit Avatar, and her Angelic Domain had received a massive, terrifying upgrade, allowing her to purify any darkness within a mile radius.
With Qian Renxue, Zhang Tian played the role of the dutiful, highly romantic lover who protected her from the world's darkness. Their intimacy was profound and deeply emotional. She had grown much more comfortable with her sexuality over the years, eagerly getting on her knees to give him sloppy, enthusiastic blowjobs and sharing deep, passionate make-out sessions. However, he remained mindful of her purity; he did not cross the final line, honoring their mutual agreement to preserve her virginity until she successfully crossed her grueling Angel Trials.
Jin Xi, the Golden Auspicious Beast, had reached Level 51. Her Golden Dragon spirit was as strong as ever, practically vibrating with ancient might. Under Zhang Tian's guidance, she spent her days meditating in the sunlight, absorbing the pure energy of the Sun. Zhang Tian had theorized that since legends dictated the Dragon God absorbed the sun's energy for his physical body and the moon's energy for his mental power, the Golden Dragon King—the physical half of the progenitor—must be inherently tied to solar energy. Since Jin Xi's martial spirit was a descendant of the Mountain Dragon King, which carried the traits of the Golden Dragon, her spirit was evolving. Zhang Tian estimated that once she reached the Titled Douluo realm, her bloodline would fully awaken, granting her the absolute physical power of the Golden Dragon King itself.
In terms of pure beauty and body, Jin Xi was one of his absolute favorites. Her breasts were massive, and her curvaceous body perfectly rivaled Zhu Zhuqing's devastating figure. Yet, her beautiful appearance retained a profound, untouched innocence that made her the most endearing among them. With Jin Xi, Zhang Tian was highly mindful of her innocence. He was very touchy-touchy, constantly kissing her soft lips, trailing his fingers over her sensitive navel, and fondling her large breasts while she giggled blissfully. Other than crossing the final line of taking her virginity, he had engaged in all sorts of intimate, heavy petting with her, slowly preparing her for the day he would finally claim her entirely.
And then, there was Xiao Wu.
The captive rabbit girl remained secured within his dungeon, though her accommodations had been vastly upgraded to a luxurious, albeit heavily guarded, subterranean suite. Over the three years, she had been continuously fed the highly concentrated extracts from Zhang Tian's and Ah Yin's Blood Silver Emperor and Empress spirits. These extracts, derived from Immortal Herbs, strictly targeted her cultivation without offering any other physical advantages. She had forcefully reached Spirit Power Level 54.
Physically, the three years had forced her to mature exactly as Zhang Tian had demanded. She had shed her scrawny, youthful appearance. She now possessed a highly alluring, slender waist, surprisingly large, heavy breasts that strained against her minimal clothing, and wide, curvy hips. She barely met Zhang Tian's strict conditions for a slut worthy of his attention.
With Xiao Wu, Zhang Tian was her absolute, cruel master. He visited her chambers solely to enjoy her body and remind her of her broken reality. He would force her to dance, roughly fondle her large breasts, and spank her curvy buttocks until she wept. He enjoyed her body entirely without piercing her pussy, keeping her in a perpetual state of desperate, unfulfilled submission. She was a toy to be used and discarded at his whim.
While Zhang Tian reveled in his empire of flesh and technology, his enemies in the south were far from idle.
The Star Luo Empire, bolstered by the arrival of the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, had experienced a massive, terrifying surge in military and individual power. This growth was largely due to Tang San's relentless assistance. The young genius had spent the three years obsessively concocting medicinal pills from the Tang Sect records. Although his pills were vastly inferior and carried more lingering impurities compared to the flawless, Immortal Herb-infused elixirs Zhang Tian provided to the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect, they were still incredibly effective for the desperate southern alliance.
Furthermore, Tang San had directed the combined might of the top factions toward a massive, highly dangerous undertaking: hunting the deadly Sea Spirit Beasts off the southern and western coasts. The ocean was a vast, largely untapped reservoir of ancient beasts. The alliance systematically hunted down pods of Deep Sea Demon Sharks, Terrorclaw Octopuses, and Abyssal Mantas.
Through these grueling, highly coordinated coastal raids, they managed to acquire dozens of precious Spirit Bones. These were not mere scraps; many of the bones exceeded thirty thousand years of age, and a select few even reached the legendary seventy-thousand-year mark.
These invaluable resources were spread evenly among the top factions to solidify the alliance. Because of this massive influx of pills and high-tier spirit bones, Emperor Dai Tianxiong and Empress Zhu Leihua both successfully shattered their bottlenecks, officially ascending to become formidable Titled Douluos, greatly enhancing the imperial family's absolute strength.
Yu Luomian, the previously crippled elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, experienced a miraculous recovery. He was meticulously healed by a highly skilled Enshrined Elder of the Star Luo Empire. He received two powerful spirit bones—one for his left leg and one for his right leg, harvested from a pair of sixty-thousand-year-old Swift-Current Sea Serpents. The sheer power of the bones allowed him to not only recover but to violently break through to the Titled Douluo realm, restoring his clan's pride.
The Clear Sky Sect, utilizing Tang San's pills to clear the blockages in their elder's meridians, managed to elevate many previously unknown, stagnant Spirit Douluo members directly into the Titled Douluo realm. The southern alliance was rapidly building an army of absolute peak experts, preparing for a war that would shake the heavens.
Naturally, Zhang Tian's side wasn't resting on its laurels.
His flawless pills and unique cultivation methods had added a significant number of Titled Douluos to the board. This wasn't limited to just the inner circle of the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile Sect. He had generously supplied the Heaven Dou Empire's most loyal elders. The three board members of the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy—Meng Shenji (the Principal), Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin—who had been stuck as high-tier Spirit Douluos for decades, successfully broke through to become Titled Douluos.
Incredibly, they achieved this monumental leap without even needing to absorb a single Spirit Bone. Zhang Tian had provided them with rare, immensely powerful pills created using the pure extracts from his Blood Silver Emperor spirit mixed with specific, high-tier herbs. These pills were miraculous, functioning by violently clearing their aged meridians of decades of accumulated impurities and forcefully widening their pathways to allow for a greater flow of spirit power.
However, this method had its limitations. Zhang Tian needed to spend significant time in isolated recovery after concocting these batches, as forcefully extracting the pure essence from his martial spirit exhausted his mental and physical reserves quite a bit. Furthermore, these specific pills were mostly effective only the first or second time they were ingested; once the meridians were fully cleared and widened, the pills offered diminishing returns, unable to force a cultivator past their absolute genetic ceiling.
By the end of the three years, as the winds of war began to gather on the horizon, Zhang Tian stood at the absolute precipice of the Spirit Emperor realm. He had reached the absolute peak of Spirit Power Level 69.
He had not yet absorbed a seventh ring because he was deliberately, meticulously suppressing his spirit power. He used the immense, pent-up pressure to fundamentally strengthen all the myriad attributes residing within his Martial Spirit.
Over the years, his Blood Silver Emperor had absorbed the essence of countless Immortal Herbs, granting him a terrifying array of elemental affinities. By compressing his power, he successfully mastered and harmonized the flame attribute, the freezing ice attribute, the profound mental attribute, the consuming dark attribute, the purifying light attribute, the volatile lightning and thunder attributes, the absolute destruction attribute, the endless life attribute, and all the other minor variations. He was no longer just a plant-type master; he was an elemental god walking the earth.
Simultaneously, he mastered his upgraded abilities. It was near the end of the third year that his grandest, most patient project finally bore fruit.
He had utilized the Devouring ability of his first spirit ring in a highly complex, microscopic manner. Every single day, he absorbed just a minuscule, entirely harmless fraction of the ambient Life Energy generated by the billions of Blood Silver Grass blades—his loyal subjects—scattered across the continent. Because he drew such a tiny amount from each individual blade, the vitality of the grass was never harmed. However, compounding that minuscule energy across a continent-wide network created an astronomical influx of pure, natural power.
Through this slow, methodical devouring, he successfully upgraded all six of his existing spirit rings and his Left Leg Spirit Bone to the legendary, hundred-thousand-year-old level. He was a Level 69 Spirit Emperor who wielded the power of a Limit Douluo.
Furthermore, owing to his occasional absorption of the highly refined Purple Qi generated by the Blood Silver Grass absorbing the morning dew, his mental cultivation, and that of his women, received a massive, permanent boost.
His women had all successfully upgraded their mental cultivation and mental power to at least the Titled Douluo realm, granting them unparalleled focus and resistance to illusions. Ah Yin and Bibi Dong, possessing inherently superior foundations, saw their mental power reach the absolute peak of the Limit Douluo realm.
But Zhang Tian stood above them all. His mental cultivation had broken past the mortal limits, reaching the fabled Quasi-God Realm, equivalent to the absolute peak of a Limit Douluo at Spirit Power 99. He knew he couldn't simply cross over into the true God Realm mental power; that final, impossible step required specific divine methods and a fundamental transformation into a Divine Soul, an evolution that couldn't be achieved through mere energy accumulation.
He stood on the balcony of his massive palace in Crimson Zenith City, looking out over the sprawling, snow-covered landscape. His Blood Silver Grass network now entirely covered the Douluo Continent, maintaining the flawless, unassuming guise of ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It grew in the cracks of city streets, the muddy banks of rivers, and the sprawling plains. There were only a few, highly selected, heavily warded places his network hadn't managed to naturally reach: the absolute, freezing Core Region of the Extreme North, the deepest, most dangerous core region of the Star Dou Great Forest, and the isolated interiors of private palaces or deeply warded houses.
Everywhere else, the continent belonged to him. He was the undisputed master of the earth, waiting patiently for the southern alliance to march into the jaws of his perfect, inescapable trap.
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A/N: Check out my other novels [Villain: Manipulating The Heroines Into Hating The Protagonist] and [Harem Master: Seduction System].
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