Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist
Chapter Summary
As they gathered before him, Wang Jian activated the power of his inner Minor World, a dimension that existed within his Divine Spirit. The Heavenly Jade Pavilion and many other factions suddenly found themselves without their leaders and most talented members as Wang Jian absorbed them all into his hidden realm. He knew that breaking through to the Divine Ascension Realm would require more than just power—it would require a test, one that could challenge his very soul.
As they gathered before him, Wang Jian activated the power of his inner Minor World, a dimension that existed within his Divine Spirit.
This world had been carefully cultivated over the years, designed to house all of his women in a paradise where he was both omniscient and omnipresent.
In this world, he could be with all of them simultaneously, ensuring that his influence and control over them would never waver.
One by one, the women vanished from the cosmos, disappearing into Wang Jian's inner Minor World.
The Heavenly Jade Pavilion and many other factions suddenly found themselves without their leaders and most talented members as Wang Jian absorbed them all into his hidden realm.
The cosmoses were left bewildered, unable to comprehend where the women had gone.
In this new paradise, Wang Jian smiled as he looked upon his collection of beauties.
"You are all mine now," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction.
"No one will ever take you away from me.
Not the Godkings, not anyone.
"With his harem safely stored within his inner Minor World, Wang Jian's true body vanished from the battlefield.
He traveled through the stars at an incredible speed, heading towards a secret location that he had been preparing for years—an undiscovered spot hidden between the four cosmoses.
This location, situated at the true center of the expansive cosmos, was a place of unimaginable power.
The very essence of the cosmoses converged here, forming a nexus of energy that Wang Jian had tapped into for his next great step.
Arriving at the hidden spot, Wang Jian looked around at the intricate formations and arrays he had placed over the years.
The place was an enormous palace, built with materials from the deepest corners of the universe, impenetrable to even the most powerful beings.
The nexus of energy hummed beneath the surface, radiating a deep, primordial power.
"It's finally time," Wang Jian whispered to himself.
"The Divine Ascension Realm… the last step.
Once I break through, even the Godkings will bow before me.
"He sat cross-legged in the center of the palace, directly over the nexus of energy.
As he began to cultivate, he could feel the vast power of the cosmos surging through him.
The destiny energy he had stolen from the four protagonists by seducing and conquering the women closest to them began to flood his body, accelerating his cultivation.
His Divine Harmony Realm began to reach its peak, preparing for the final breakthrough.
Wang Jian's mind drifted as he delved deeper into his meditation.
The energies around him grew more potent, and his consciousness began to fade, slipping into the deeper realms of the mind.
He knew that breaking through to the Divine Ascension Realm would require more than just power—it would require a test, one that could challenge his very soul.
As his mind drifted further, he suddenly found himself in a strange, familiar place.
Wang Jian blinked in shock as he looked around.
The world around him was not the vibrant, chaotic world of cultivation and martial arts that he had known for millennia.
No, this was Earth—his old home.
He stood in a small, cramped room, the air filled with the faint scent of books and cheap cologne.
His surroundings were all too familiar—the same university hostel room he had lived in before he was transmigrated to the cultivation world.
His body felt strange, weak, almost… human.
He glanced into the small mirror hanging on the wall and gasped.
He was back in his old body, looking just as he had when he was 23 or 24 years old.
"What the…?
" Wang Jian muttered, running his hands through his hair.
"How am I back here?
I was… I was about to break through to the Divine Ascension Realm!
"He looked around the room, half-expecting to see signs of his cultivation world, but there was nothing—just his old, mundane life.
The posters on the wall, the textbooks scattered across the desk, the worn-out bed… it was all exactly as he had left it.
Wang Jian's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the situation.
"Is this part of the test?
Some kind of illusion?
Or… am I really back on Earth?
"For a moment, panic threatened to set in.
He had spent centuries—millennia—becoming a powerful godlike figure in the cultivation world.
His power, his status, everything he had achieved was far superior to his old life here on Earth.
Yet now, he found himself back at the beginning, stripped of everything that had made him a god.
But as the shock began to fade, a grin slowly crept across Wang Jian's face.
"So this is the test, huh?
" he whispered to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"A test to see if I can conquer this world without my powers.
How… entertaining.
"Wang Jian flexed his hands, feeling the familiar limitations of his old body.
He could no longer summon divine energy, no longer manipulate the forces of the cosmos.
But that didn't bother him.
He had spent hundreds, perhaps thousands of years in the cultivation world, and now, with all that experience, he felt confident that he could conquer even this mundane world.
He glanced out the window, a depraved grin forming on his lips as he thought of all the beautiful women here on Earth.
Actresses, models, influencers… so many beauties who had once been untouchable to him.
"I'm coming for you all," Wang Jian whispered to his reflection in the mirror, licking his lips.
"This world is mine for the taking.
"~~Wang Jian had spent over a thousand years cultivating in another world, growing in power, wisdom, and influence.
Now, back on Earth, he found himself in the familiar city of Ohio, where he had come on a foreign exchange program.
His former life here had been filled with struggles—bullied for being different, for being the Chinese exchange student at a large American university.
Back then, he was shy, reserved, and often overlooked, but now things were different.
He had been reborn, his mind shaped by millennia of experience.
Wang Jian stared out of the window of his small hostel room.
The sun was setting over the Ohio skyline, casting a soft orange hue across the campus.
He was living in the same room he had before his transmigration.
The walls were still covered with cheap posters, and the narrow bed in the corner seemed just as uncomfortable as it had been all those years ago.
But now, Wang Jian no longer felt constrained by the smallness of the room, the bullying, or the loneliness.
His mind was free, sharp, and filled with power.
Wang Jian's background had changed little in this life.
He was still a brilliant student, awarded a scholarship due to his academic prowess back in China.
His parents were proud of him for having secured the opportunity to study abroad in the USA, hoping he would make a better life for himself.
His family back in China was simple but supportive: his father, Wang Shun, was a middle-class businessman, while his mother, Li Mei, worked as a schoolteacher.
His younger sister, Wang Yu, was still in high school, aspiring to follow in her brother's footsteps.
Wang Jian had always been the pride of his family, but that pride had come with its burdens.
Back then, he had worked hard, perhaps too hard, and isolated himself from social activities.
He didn't have many friends, and though he had a girlfriend, their relationship had always been lukewarm.
His girlfriend, Emily Carter, was a fellow student who was always kind but distant.
They had started dating just after his exchange program began, though the relationship felt more like a partnership of convenience than a deep connection.
Now, things felt different.
His memories of thousands of years of cultivation life made him see the world with new eyes.
As he wandered the campus, he noticed how people still looked at him with curiosity, sometimes disdain.
A few of his former classmates still sneered as they passed him in the halls.
Once, they had tormented him, using their superior grasp of the culture and language to mock him.
Back then, he had been powerless, his heart heavy with shame and frustration.
Now, Wang Jian chuckled internally.
These were petty mortals in his eyes—mere insects compared to the opponents he had faced in his other life.
At lunch, he sat with Emily in the cafeteria.
She was talking about her classes, her soft brown eyes flickering with the usual exhaustion of a student juggling too much.
Wang Jian nodded, listening but not really hearing her words.
He was distracted, thinking about the powerful cultivators he had faced, the battles he had fought, and the world he had left behind.
Emily was oblivious to the changes in him—she still saw the timid exchange student she had first met.
"So, are you going to the party tonight?
" Emily asked suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Wang Jian looked at her, his piercing gaze causing her to shift uncomfortably.
"Party?
" he asked.
"Yeah, Jake's party.
You know, the one everyone's talking about," Emily said, forcing a smile.
"I thought it would be fun.
We haven't been out much lately.
"