Manipulative Harem God



Unbeknownst to them, another figure lurked in the shadows, perched atop a distant building, watching their passionate encounter unfold in the manor below. 

Observing the two figures consumed by passion, the ominous presence shivered, releasing an eerie laughter from its depths.

"The world is about to witness the birth of another offspring of a God," it whispered, a chilling tone underscoring its words. "Last time, such an event sparked a war in the heavens."

A sense of ominous anticipation hung in the air, as the voice echoed its excitement. The voice bore a haunting resemblance to the unknown entity that Zhang Wei had previously encountered, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise that this presence had been observing his actions.

Unknown to Zhang Wei, a hidden motive lay beneath the help he received in integrating the Dragon God's bloodline—a plan to usher in a new child of God into this world, a prospect that held a deeper, mysterious significance.

In the heaven, the birth of a new god was an endeavor bound by the ruler's permission.

The echoes of a bygone time resonated in the heavens, where a birth of a new god by a godly couple had ignited a chaos of its own, unleashing a war among the divine beings that left the very heavens stained with divine bloodshed.

"What do you perceive, can you discern his destiny?" The voice of the unknown dark entity reverberated through the cosmic ether, seeking to glean insight from the unfolding events.

Beside this presence stood an otherworldly vision—a young maiden with the visage of a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old, suspended gracefully in the air. Her hair flowed like a torrent of glistening white threads, a cascading waterfall of ethereal purity, swaying with the rhythm of astral currents, akin to the strands of a celestial tapestry woven by the gods themselves. Her complexion, as fair as untouched alabaster, emitted a radiant glow that harmonized with the heavenly luminescence, as if she were born from the very essence of the cosmos.

This enchanting maiden embodied the very spirit of a realm untouched by the confines of mortal existence, her presence reminiscent of an ethereal goddess reigning over a higher plane of existence.

A delicate cloth, like the finest silk spun by the most skilled artisans, draped across her eyes, veiling them from casual view, casting an alluring aura of enigma, as though she held secrets woven into her being by the hands of fate.

However, with the slightest request, she gently unfurled the cloth, unveiling a pair of eyes possessing a depth and brilliance that mirrored the vastness of the universe itself, twinkling like a myriad of stars in the night sky, each one a window to the cosmic mysteries that lay beyond mortal comprehension.

A mesmerizing azure, radiant and profound, evoked the boundless expanse of a starlit night, casting a cosmic radiance that seemed capable of ensnaring the very fabric of the universe, every hue a testament to the untold powers hidden within her gaze.

Yet, in a sudden and startling twist, those enchanting eyes brimmed with surprise, revealing a solitary tear of crimson, as if the very essence of her gaze had transformed into celestial blood, an ephemeral testament to the ancient, profound battles she had waged across realms.

Swiftly, she closed her eyes, as if guarding the sacred depths of her being, once again concealing that mystical brilliance, leaving an echo of her celestial essence lingering in the hearts of those fortunate enough to have glimpsed the splendor of her existence.

!!

"What happened!?" The entity's voice echoed with urgency and concern.

"My connection to fate was forcibly severed," the girl calmly responded, wrapping her eyes once more in an act of self-preservation.

In that very moment, the air around them trembled, and the very fabric of the world crackled with an eerie energy, sending ripples of unease through the surroundings.

Out of nowhere, an immense and intimidating eyeball materialized before them, its crimson veins pulsating ominously.

The sheer presence of this entity emitted an invisible pressure, bearing down on both figures as they stood before the imposing eye.

The colossal orb fixed its gaze directly upon Lin Ruoxi's mansion, squinting slightly in a display of immense scrutiny.

"Why are you attempting to usher forth another god? Are you courting yet another war?" An indifferent, almost disinterested feminine voice resonated from the eyeball, its attention firmly directed towards the two individuals before it.

Curiously, the eye seemed to disregard the young girl, focusing solely on the enigmatic black mist. It was as if this eye possessed the ability to penetrate through the mist, to unearth its deepest secrets, leaving nothing concealed in its wake.

"Aren't you already aware that I can perceive all, rendering your futile attempts pointless? Nothing in this world can overcome my might, so why persist in such endeavors?" The pressure emanating from the entity escalated, causing the mist to swirl in a disoriented manner.

A mocking sneer emanated from the mist, "So you're that overconfident? Then why are you here? To eliminate him, preemptively snuffing out any potential threats? Is that it?"

!!

Whoosh!

The intensity of the pressure doubled abruptly, reaching a point where a faint, shadowy figure seemed to materialize within the inky darkness of the mist. It wasn't the skeletal structure Zhang Wei had anticipated, yet a presence was undoubtedly discernible.

Swish!

Just as abruptly as it appeared, the eyeball vanished, releasing the pressure that had held both individuals captive. They let out a collective sigh of relief as the oppressive aura lifted, leaving them in a moment of respite.

The girl turned her attention toward the mist, seemingly unaffected by the intense pressure radiating from the eyeball.

It was as if she possessed an immunity to its effects, maintaining a serene composure in the face of such power.

"Does he truly hold the potential to overcome her?" she inquired, her voice strangely devoid of emotion, giving her words an air of detachment.

The mist quivered ever so slightly, an almost amused sensation conveyed through its movement. "There are countless means to defeat an adversary, methods that extend beyond mere brute force..." it responded mysteriously.

The white-haired girl, however, seemed to lack a full understanding of these words.

In a mysterious display, she gradually faded from view, taking the unknown black mist with her, leaving behind an empty space where they once existed.