Chapter 295 Wang Jian’s Team Attacks The Barbarians
As with Charlotte, Wang Jian extended his skilled touch to Rebecca, tracing his fingers over her bare back with the combined allure of the Enchanting Pheromones technique and the Blissful Touch technique.
The subtle techniques worked their magic, invoking a symphony of pleasurable sensations that coursed through Rebecca’s body. Almost immediately, her body responded to his touch, and the moist warmth between her thighs was a testament to her growing arousal.
Without delay, Wang Jian’s intentions became clear as he thrust himself into Rebecca’s wetness, causing her to gasp in a mix of shock and indignation.
Just as the waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm her resistance, a familiar voice reached her ears—it was Charlotte’s voice, urging her to embrace the intoxicating sensations and relinquish any lingering inhibitions.
Charlotte’s words resonated with a sense of shared surrender, a tacit understanding that their common experience was one of hidden liberation.
Rebecca hesitated, torn between her instincts and the burgeoning allure of ecstasy, until Charlotte’s reassurance prevailed.
With a nod to her ally, Rebecca gave in to the electric current of desire that surged through her veins, allowing herself to be swept away by the tidal force of pleasure that only Wang Jian could evoke.
In this stolen sanctuary, Rebecca discovered the undeniable truth behind Charlotte’s words: the pleasure she was experiencing transcended any boundaries or preconceived notions.
It was a realm where societal constraints and personal reservations were cast aside, leaving only the raw connection between bodies and the primal rhythm of their shared desires.
As Wang Jian’s thrusts continued, Rebecca’s moans intertwined with those of Charlotte whose breasts were being fondled by Wang Jian’s hands, their harmonious chorus a testament to their surrender to this moment of transcendent pleasure.
With each heartbeat, the boundaries that had once divided them dissolved, replaced by a shared journey into the abyss of forbidden ecstasy.
With a final climax that left Rebecca trembling, Wang Jian’s attention shifted to the third woman in their midst.
With the subtle encouragement of Charlotte and Rebecca, the resistance of the third woman dissolved just as the previous two had. In a harmonious convergence of desires, she, too, yielded to the hypnotic spell that Wang Jian wove with his touch.
The same unfolding story played out with the fourth woman, the Empress of the Jade Sea Empire who followed suit and gradually relinquished her resistance.
As Wang Jian’s touch enveloped her in a swirl of tantalizing sensations, her initial hesitations dissolved into the intoxicating allure of pleasure. The walls of restraint that had once shielded her desires crumbled beneath the weight of her newfound arousal.
And so, the sun cast its gentle rays upon the chamber where the night’s fervent passions had unfolded, painting a soft glow over the tangle of intertwined bodies and rumpled sheets.
Unseen by the world beyond those walls, four women had surrendered to their carnal desires, succumbing to the undeniable allure of Wang Jian’s touch.
As dawn’s light broke through, the women’s eyes gradually adjusted to the brightness, revealing the face of the man who had been their source of unbridled pleasure throughout the night.
A moment of recognition swept over them—a realization that they had shared their bodies with none other than Wang Jian, the Emperor of the Everlasting Mystical Empire.
Curiously, any initial twinges of guilt or shame had dissipated over the course of the night’s fervent escapades.
Instead, a sense of delight welled up within each woman, replacing hesitation with an appreciation for the handsome Emperor who had skillfully guided them to unparalleled heights of ecstasy.
The fact that they had shared such intimate moments with a man of Wang Jian’s stature was, in many ways, a source of pride, reinforcing their own positions of authority and prestige.
“From this point forward, you belong to me,” Wang Jian’s voice resonated with a commanding tone, his gaze fixed on each of the women before him. “Convince your husbands to appoint me as the leader of the coalition. And upon your return, establish factions loyal only to you, granting you power independent of your husbands.”
A pause hung in the air before he continued, his words calculated and precise. “Furthermore, I decree that any intimate connections with your husbands must cease. My shadow clones will intertwine with your shadows, ensuring your safety and obedience.”
Charlotte, her voice a mixture of curiosity and desire, inquired, “Will you continue these nights?”
Wang Jian’s lips curled into a smirk, a hint of anticipation dancing in his eyes. “If you prove your loyalty as I command, the future holds more passionate nights. Once you possess the influence to wrest control from your husbands, you shall join my harem officially.”
With that, Wang Jian proposed a shift in activities. “Now, let’s refresh ourselves with a bath.”
Led by his suggestion, the four Empresses and Wang Jian made their way to the bathroom adjoining the chamber.
Warm water cascaded over their bodies, erasing the evidence of their trysts, yet leaving a trail of intimacy in its wake.
In a gesture to please Wang Jian, each woman found unique ways to cleanse his body, their touches deliberate and suggestive. Water droplets gleamed on their skin, reflecting the new dawn’s light.
In due course, following Wang Jian’s calculated plan, he secured the leadership of the Southern Region’s coalition. With three affirmative votes, including his own, he clinched the coveted position, while two Empires stood in dissent.
Having assumed the mantle of leadership, Wang Jian swiftly set his grand vision into motion. His first order was the construction of Teleportation Formations, a network to seamlessly connect the major cities within the coalition. These intricate structures were intended to facilitate swift movement of resources and experts, enhancing the overall efficiency of the united Empires.
The coalition’s newfound unity was further bolstered by the opening of trade routes, effectively expanding the reach of various business organizations. Commerce flowed freely, laying the groundwork for mutual prosperity.
However, Wang Jian’s ambitions didn’t stop at mere infrastructure and trade agreements. The Barbarian threat loomed large, and he recognized the need for proactive measures to safeguard the coalition.
Wang Jian’s decision was clear: he would personally take the lead in defending against the Barbarians.
Assembling a formidable contingent of the most potent Emperor Realm experts from the Everlasting Mystical Empire, he engaged his unique Soul Board skill to assess their abilities.
Intrigued by the Soul Points each expert held, Wang Jian’s attention lingered on two individuals—the Pope and Old Chu.
The Pope’s impressive collection of Soul Points hinted at an enlightenment or revelation that had propelled him to accumulate such a vast reservoir.
Old Chu’s accrued points, on the other hand, spoke of a battle-hardened history, likely earned through his extensive experience and battles on the frontlines.
Wang Jian’s scrutiny extended to the other Emperor Realm experts under his command, all of whom boasted substantial Soul Points.
Though tempted to immediately funnel these points into enhancing their abilities, he exercised restraint, harboring even grander schemes for their potential. ｂｅ𝚍ｎｏ𝚟𝚎ｌ.𝚌𝚘ｍ
Before long, Wang Jian was on the move, leading his formidable cohort of experts towards the imminent clash with the Barbarian race. In a strategic decision, he opted to leave behind the King Realm cultivators, recognizing that their presence might hinder the swiftness of the Emperor Realm experts during their attack. It was crucial to maintain a lightning-fast pace, and Wang Jian was determined not to compromise on this crucial aspect.
With his chosen group in tow, Wang Jian harnessed his Spatial Abilities to create a seamless passage—a Spatial Rift that would transport them within the borders of the beleaguered Golden Sun Empire. The territories had been ravaged by the relentless Barbarians, who now held dominion over the conquered lands.
Unyielding in his resolve, Wang Jian had set his sights on liberating this fragment of the Golden Sun Empire from the clutches of the Barbarians. The urgency of the situation was palpable as they crossed into the heart of the conflict, prepared to confront the raging forces that had laid siege to the land.
Guided by a calculated strategy and bolstered by their collective might, Wang Jian and his assembled experts bore down on the enemy.
A resounding battle cry erupted from the ranks of the barbarians as they swiftly recognized the impending human assault. Acutely aware that this newly acquired territory would attract the wrath of the human race, the barbarians had stationed their most formidable experts to defend against any attempts at reclamation.
With steely resolve, Wang Jian issued his orders to his assembled comrades, the determination in his voice resolute, “Attack! Show no mercy to these barbarians! Reclaim what is rightfully ours!”
His subordinates wasted no time in echoing their agreement, the collective war cry filling the air as they unleashed their most potent attacks upon the enemy. Freed from the constraints of holding back due to human casualties, Wang Jian’s team launched wave after wave of devastating assaults, each blow aimed at weakening the formidable barbarian forces.
This rare opportunity to engage in battle without restraint fueled the enthusiasm of Wang Jian’s Emperor Realm experts. They seized the moment, relishing in the sheer power they could exert against the enemy. It was a chance to unleash their true potential, a luxury they rarely enjoyed.
On the opposing front, the barbarians retaliated with fierce determination. Their own Emperor Realm experts charged headlong into the fray, meeting the human forces with unyielding ferocity. The clash was titanic, as the two forces collided in an explosive display of raw power.
A stark realization soon dawned upon Wang Jian and his team—an arduous battle lay ahead.