Chapter 677: Yun Tian Becomes Stronger
Wang Jian's life took on a rhythm of depravity and indulgence as he immersed himself in the pleasures of his conquest. Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua, once proud and independent women, now belonged entirely to him. Their wills had been broken, their bodies turned into instruments of his carnal desires. Every night, they found themselves in his bed, surrendering to his dominance and craving the twisted pleasure he offered.
The connection between Wang Jian's repeated sessions with these two beauties and the diminishing power of Dong Zhuo became increasingly evident.
Qing Lurou, once Dong Zhuo's official lover, had severed all ties with him, her body now fully committed to Wang Jian. The divorce had been a public spectacle, but what truly wounded Dong Zhuo was the knowledge that his former lover was now sharing a bed with his greatest enemy.Alll latest novels at novelhall.com
With every night that Wang Jian took his wife, Dong Zhuo's power seemed to wane, his power ebbing away as if being sapped by the very acts of betrayal occurring in Wang Jian's chambers.
The intensity of these encounters only grew as Wang Jian indulged his darkest desires.
Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua were often joined by other women from his harem, each more beautiful and seductive than the last.
Butterfly Spirit Queen Stella, with her ethereal grace and delicate wings, would flutter around the bed, her body shimmering with a soft glow as she joined the debauchery.
Elf Queen Ilyndra, regal and elegant, would entwine herself with the others, her long, silken hair cascading around them like a curtain. Elf Princess Selena, with her youthful exuberance and slender frame, added an element of playful innocence that only heightened the contrast to the depravity unfolding.
Yun Qianying, the Brahma Divine Star Goddess and once the pride of Yun Tian, was now fully integrated into Wang Jian's harem.
Her celestial beauty and divine aura had been tarnished by the acts of lust she was forced to partake in, her body now as much a tool for Wang Jian's pleasure as any other. The irony that Yun Tian's own wife was part of these sordid affairs only fueled Wang Jian's sense of triumph.
As Wang Jian reveled in his conquests, enjoying the sight and feel of these extraordinary women, his thoughts occasionally drifted to the broader implications of his actions. He knew that every time he claimed Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua, every time he added another mistress to his bed, he was not just satisfying his desires-he was actively weakening Dong Zhuo, diminishing his rival's influence and power.
The energy in the room was palpable, the air thick with the scent of sweat and lust. Wang Jian would take each woman in turn, his movements deliberate and calculated as he explored their bodies with expert precision. His touch was both gentle and rough, a masterful blend of dominance and tenderness that left each woman craving more.
As the night wore on, Wang Jian's satisfaction grew. He knew that he was not only satisfying
his own desires but also weakening his enemies. Every time he claimed Qing Lurou and Qing Fenghua, he could feel Dong Zhuo's power slipping away, as if the very essence of his rival was being drained by these acts of betrayal.
But Wang Jian's ambitions were not limited to the bedroom. He knew that the path to ultimate power required more than just physical dominance-it required strategy, cunning, and an understanding of the broader cosmic forces at play. As he held these women in his arms, his mind was already working on his next move, calculating how best to leverage his newfound strength.
The nights of indulgence were a testament to Wang Jian's success, a celebration of his victory
over those who had dared to oppose him. But even as he reveled in his triumph, he knew that greater challenges lay ahead. The emergence of the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon and Yun Tian's growing power were reminders that the cosmic balance was constantly shifting, and that he would need to stay one step ahead if he was to maintain his dominance.
As dawn approached, Wang Jian finally allowed himself to rest, his body entwined with those
of his conquests. The women lay around him, their breathing heavy, their bodies slick with sweat. They had given him everything, and in return, he had taken them to the heights of pleasure and the depths of submission.
But even as he drifted off to sleep, Wang Jian's mind was already plotting his next move. He knew that the path to ultimate power was long and treacherous, but he was prepared to do whatever it took to secure his place at the top. The women at his side were just the beginning a means to an end in his quest for domination.
And as the sun rose on a new day, Wang Jian knew that his journey was far from over. The
cosmos was vast, and there were still many enemies to defeat, many battles to be won. But for now, he would savor his victory, knowing that he was one step closer to achieving his ultimate
goal.