Harem Developing Villain - Chapter 175

Chapter 175: The Sexy Dance Of Celebration For Wang Li In Camp Of Beauties
Wang Li found a seat of honor, flanked by Palace Mistress Jiu Lan on his right and Palace Mistress Gao Ming on his left. Both women had a regal bearing, their beauty enhanced by the light of the celebration. They, too, had cups of alcohol in their hands, their cheeks flushed with the warmth of the drink.

“Congratulations on your advancement, Wang Li,” Jiu Lan said, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of pride and affection.

“Thank you, Mistress Jiu Lan,” Wang Li replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment.

“We’re fortunate to have you,” Gao Ming added, her voice soft but sincere. “Your strength brings us hope and security.”

Wang Li nodded, acknowledging her words. “It is my honor to support both the Jade Lotus Palace sect and the Emerald Sea Palace sect.”

The music grew louder, and the dancers moved more energetically. Liu Xue took to the stage, her movements sultry and enticing. She danced with a confidence and grace that captivated Wang Li, her eyes meeting his as she swayed to the rhythm. The fact that the audience consisted only of female beauties from the two sects emboldened her to dance seductively, showcasing her allure.

“Your disciple is quite talented,” Gao Ming remarked, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

“She certainly is,” Jiu Lan agreed, a proud smile playing on her lips.

Wang Li couldn’t take his eyes off Liu Xue, her performance mesmerizing him. She moved with such fluidity and sensuality that it was impossible to look away. He felt a swell of pride and desire as he watched her, appreciating the way she showcased her beauty and talent for him.

As the night wore on, the celebration continued with more songs and dances. The disciples laughed and chatted, their spirits high. Wang Li enjoyed every moment, his heart light and his mind at ease. He knew that his breakthrough had brought a sense of security and optimism to the camp, and that was worth celebrating.

Sitting between Jiu Lan and Gao Ming, Wang Li felt a sense of belonging. He had earned his place among them, not just as an honorary elder but as an equal. The two Palace Mistresses treated him with respect and affection, their bond strengthened by the trust they placed in him.

“The Blood Chain Sect and the Shadow Blade Sect will think twice before attacking us now,” Gao Ming said, her tone confident.

“Indeed,” Jiu Lan agreed. “With Wang Li at our side, we are stronger than ever.”

Wang Li smiled, raising his cup once more. “To our united strength,” he toasted.

“To our strength,” Jiu Lan and Gao Ming echoed, clinking their cups with his.

As the celebration continued, Wang Li felt a deep sense of satisfaction. He had not only advanced in his cultivation but also solidified his place within these powerful sects. The night was filled with laughter, music, and the warmth of camaraderie. The disciples, elders, and Palace Mistresses all reveled in the moment, their spirits high.

As the celebration began to wind down, Wang Li felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Liu Xue, her eyes shining with happiness and a hint of mischief.

“Care for a private dance, Elder Wang?” she asked, her voice playful.

Wang Li chuckled, rising from his seat. “How could I refuse?”

He followed Liu Xue to a quieter part of the camp, where she began to dance for him once more, her movements slow and seductive. Wang Li watched her, his heart swelling with affection and desire. He knew that this moment was just the beginning of many more to come.

As the night turned to dawn, Wang Li and Liu Xue returned to the main camp. The celebration had left everyone in high spirits, and the future looked brighter than ever.

After Liu Xue and Wang Li returned to the camp, they headed towards their respective tents to rest for the night. Liu Xue, tired from the celebrations and her private dance, intended to sleep peacefully. However, Wang Li had other plans. Once he was sure Liu Xue was out of sight, he stealthily made his way to Palace Mistress Jiu Lan’s tent.

Inside her tent, Palace Mistress Jiu Lan lay on her bed, her eyes closed as she tried to rest after the long and eventful day. The rustle of the tent flap startled her, and she opened her eyes, surprised to see Wang Li standing there with a depraved expression on his face.

“Wang Li, what are you doing here?” she asked, her voice a mix of shock and curiosity.

Without a word, Wang Li pounced on her, his hands tearing apart her clothes with a ravenous hunger. Palace Mistress Jiu Lan gasped as her garments were ripped away, leaving her exposed beneath him. His eyes roamed her body, filled with a desire that made her heart race.

“Wang Li, this is…!” she started to protest, but her words were cut off as he captured her lips in a fierce kiss, silencing her. His hands roamed her body, fondling her large breasts with a roughness that sent shivers down her spine.

“Jiu Lan,” he whispered against her skin, his voice low and filled with lust. “If it weren’t for your sexy body, I wouldn’t have broken through to the Soul Integration Realm.”

His words sent a shock through her, and she moaned loudly as he bit down on her breast, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. The pleasure was overwhelming, and she couldn’t suppress the sounds of her ecstasy.

“Wang Li, please…” she moaned, her body arching into his touch. “Not so rough…”

But Wang Li was relentless. He picked her up, his strong arms lifting her effortlessly as he positioned her on the bed. With a swift thrust, he entered her, and Palace Mistress Jiu Lan cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. He began to move inside her with a ferocity that left her breathless, each thrust sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through her body.

“You’re mine, Jiu Lan,” he growled, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. “I will use your body to its fullest.”

She could only moan in response, her mind overwhelmed by the sensations. She had never experienced such immense pleasure before, and it felt as though she was losing herself to the ecstasy. Wang Li continued to thrust into her, his pace unrelenting as he took her in every position imaginable.

Throughout the night, Wang Li showed no mercy. He used her body aggressively, pushing her to the brink of her endurance. Each time they climaxed, it was more intense than the last, leaving them both panting and covered in sweat. Nearly fifteen rounds passed, each one more passionate and wilder than the one before. The tent was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, their moans and cries echoing in the stillness of the night.

By dawn, they finally stopped, exhausted but satisfied. Wang Li held Palace Mistress Jiu Lan’s sexy body close to him, his hands gently stroking her skin as they lay together. Jiu Lan, though worn out, felt a strange sense of fulfillment. She had never imagined that she would submit to Wang Li in such a way, but the pleasure he brought her was undeniable.

As the first light of dawn filtered into the tent, Wang Li whispered in her ear, “You were incredible, Jiu Lan. I could do this with you forever.”

Palace Mistress Jiu Lan let out a soft sigh, her body still trembling from the night’s activities. “Wang Li… I can’t believe this happened,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

“It’s only the beginning,” he replied, his lips brushing against her forehead. “Rest now. You deserve it.”

With that, they both drifted into a deep sleep, their bodies entwined.

Wang Li and Palace Mistress Jiu Lan woke up after a few hours, their bodies intertwined. They cleansed themselves using their spiritual energy, refreshing their bodies and clearing away the fatigue of the night. Once they were dressed, Palace Mistress Jiu Lan looked at Wang Li with curiosity.

“Wang Li, now that you’ve advanced to the Soul Integration Realm, I’m curious—what form has your Nascent Soul taken?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with interest. “As you know, the transformation is crucial for controlling one’s elemental attributes.”

Wang Li smiled at her inquisitiveness. “My Nascent Soul has transformed into a Yin-Yang symbol, but with a twist. Half of it is a dragon, and the other half is a phoenix.”

Palace Mistress Jiu Lan’s eyes widened in shock. “A dragon and a phoenix? Both divine spirits in one body?” She was astounded, recalling the legends. “It’s said that individuals with the Dragon Spirit possess unparalleled strength, and those with the Phoenix Spirit have supreme control over fire and rebirth. To have both… It’s unheard of!”

Wang Li nodded. “It enhances my balance of Yin and Yang, making my control over spiritual energy more precise and potent. I feel as though I can manipulate the elements with ease.”

Palace Mistress Jiu Lan shook her head in amazement. “The potential you possess is truly extraordinary, Wang Li.”