Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 431 Wang Jian’s Discussion With Elf Queen Ilyndra

Wang Jian, his gaze fixed on the shimmering water, contemplated the question. “Ilyndra,” he began, “it’s time for me to take the next step. I’ve decided to enter closed-door cultivation and break through to the Immortal Realm cultivation.”

Ilyndra, caught off guard by this revelation, stared at Wang Jian in disbelief. Breaking through to the Immortal Realm was a monumental leap, and the unexpectedness of his decision left her momentarily speechless.

“My lord, breaking through to the Immortal Realm… that’s truly extraordinary,” she finally remarked, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and admiration.

Wang Jian, with a calm demeanor, assured her, “Ilyndra, it’s the need of the hour. The challenges we face require a higher level of strength. Once I have the Immortal Realm cultivation, I believe we’ll be better equipped to face the challenges posed by the Draconic Clan and the Ancient Beast Race.”

Ilyndra nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “My lord, I have complete faith in your abilities. I will support you in every way possible during your cultivation.”

With a shared understanding, they continued their morning by the peaceful pond, knowing that the journey ahead held both challenges and triumphs.

Embraced by the tranquil morning, Wang Jian gently wrapped his arms around Ilyndra’s naked form. The warmth of their connection lingered as they continued their discussion by the serene pond.

“My love, as I enter closed-door cultivation, there are important tasks you must undertake,” Wang Jian began, his voice carrying a comforting tone.

Ilyndra looked up at him, her eyes reflecting a mix of affection and determination. “My lord, I am ready. Tell me what needs to be done, and I shall see it through.”

Wang Jian planted a soft kiss on her forehead before elaborating on his plans. “Firstly, I need you to swiftly negotiate an alliance with the Angel Race. It’s imperative that we secure their support. The Northern Region must be united against the rising threat of the Draconic Clan and the Ancient Beast Race. Once the alliance is formed, request the Angels to station their forces in the Northern Region. This way, the Angelic Sky City can benefit from the protection of the World Tree Elven Dominion.”

Ilyndra nodded in understanding. “My lord, I will personally ensure that the alliance is established promptly. The Angels will be informed of the impending danger, and we shall seek their cooperation in safeguarding our territories.”

Wang Jian smiled at her commitment. “Good. The Angel Race’s assistance will be crucial in maintaining the stability of the Northern Region. Additionally, I want you to strengthen our diplomatic ties with the neighboring factions, such as the Heavenly Court and other small factions spread across the world. Have them join up with either my Everlasting Mystical Empire or the Verzen Empire and make use of them.”

Ilyndra’s eyes sparkled with determination. “Consider it done, my lord. I will use all my diplomatic skills to forge alliances and fortify our position in the region.”

Wang Jian’s embrace tightened slightly as he continued his instructions. “Furthermore, Ilyndra, it’s essential to bolster our defenses. Upgrade the protective formations around our territories and coordinate with the leaders of the Verzen Empire to fortify our borders. We must be prepared for any unforeseen circumstances.”

Ilyndra nodded resolutely. “Understood, my lord. Our defenses will be reinforced, and our borders secured. I shall personally oversee these measures to ensure their effectiveness.”

Wang Jian’s expression turned serious as he added a final instruction. “Lastly, Ilyndra, stay vigilant. Coordinate with my wives and have my Second Queen Fen Shuying keep a watchful eye on the movements of Jiang Chen’s faction. Report any unusual activities immediately. Information is our greatest asset in times like these.”

Ilyndra placed her hand on Wang Jian’s cheek, her gaze unwavering. “My lord, you can count on me. I will be your eyes and ears in the Northern Region. No one will catch us off-guard.” 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝑜𝑚

Wang Jian nodded, his confidence in Ilyndra evident. “I have complete faith in your abilities, my love. With you overseeing matters, I can enter closed-door cultivation with peace of mind, knowing that our territories are in capable hands.”

As they stood by the pond, surrounded by the gentle sounds of nature, Wang Jian and Ilyndra shared a quiet moment of understanding.

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Within the serene confines of the World Tree Elven Dominion, Wang Jian embarked on a profound journey as he entered the sacred space of closed-door cultivation.

Seated in a quiet chamber surrounded by the ancient trees, he initiated a process that would elevate him to the echelons of true Immortal Realm cultivation.

With a simple command, Wang Jian accessed the intricate system that governed his cultivation path.

Unfazed by the weight of his decisions, he chose to invest 10 Million Destiny Points to bridge the gap between the Saint Level and the initial stage of Immortal Realm cultivation.

The surge of energy signified the initiation of this transformative process.

Yet, that was only the first step.

A revelation unfolded before him—a requirement to ascend not only to Immortal Realm but to unlock the true Empyrean Energy within him. This demanded an additional 100 Million Destiny Points. Wang Jian, undeterred by the substantial cost, delved into his accumulated Destiny Points, wielding a total of 150 Million.

With unwavering resolve, he committed 110 Million Destiny Points to unlock the Empyrean Energy and attain the true Immortal Realm cultivation level. The energy fluctuations within the chamber intensified, resonating with the profound changes occurring within Wang Jian.

As the energies swirled around him, the system responded with a message, its digital interface conveying the intricacies of this ascension.

[Advancement to true Immortal Realm cultivation and unlocking of Empyrean Energy initiated. Estimated completion time: one month. Please remain in closed-door cultivation during this period.]

Wang Jian, acknowledging the system’s directive, settled into a state of meditation, his consciousness fully immersed in the harmonious flow of energies. The World Tree Elven Dominion, with its ancient and nurturing presence, cocooned him in a realm of tranquility as he embarked on this transformative journey.

The passage of time became nebulous as Wang Jian delved into the depths of his cultivation, the ethereal energies gradually molding and refining his essence. The World Tree’s influence intertwined with his being, creating a symphony of power that resonated through the sacred groves.

During this period of closed-door cultivation, Wang Jian’s mind transcended the constraints of the physical world. He explored the inner landscapes of his spiritual realm, seeking alignment with the Empyrean Energy that now coursed through his veins. Visions of celestial realms and ethereal landscapes unfolded, signifying the profound changes occurring within his spiritual core.

As the days passed, Wang Jian remained steadfast in his meditative state, the verdant surroundings serving as witnesses to the silent metamorphosis underway. The energy within him surged and swirled, converging towards the pinnacle of true Immortal Realm cultivation.

In the bustling expanse of the Angelic Sky City, Ilyndra embarked on a diplomatic mission as per Wang Jian’s instructions. The city, suspended in the ethereal skies, housed the Angel Race—a congregation of ethereal beings known for their unparalleled beauty and celestial grace.

Ilyndra, adorned in the regal attire befitting the Elven Queen, approached the radiant halls where the leaders of the Angel Race held their council. The leaders, seraphic beings with wings that shimmered like the morning dew, welcomed her with an aura of divine tranquility.

As she entered the council chamber, Ilyndra spoke with an air of confidence, “Greetings, revered leaders of the Angel Race. I come with a proposal that could shape the fate of our realms and fortify our forces against the impending threats.”

The angelic leaders, their eyes exuding an otherworldly wisdom, nodded in acknowledgment. “Speak, Queen Ilyndra. We are eager to hear your proposition,” replied the eldest among them, her voice resonating like celestial music.

Ilyndra outlined the intricacies of Wang Jian’s plan—an alliance between the Elven Race and the Angel Race, with the relocation of the Angelic Sky City to the Northern Region. The proposal, while strategic, invoked a subtle tension among the angelic leaders.

One of the leaders, her wings adorned with glistening feathers, voiced the concerns, “Queen Ilyndra, relocating our Angelic Sky City is no trivial matter. It would entail expending a significant portion of our precious energy source. We must weigh the costs against the benefits.”

Ilyndra, unfazed by the initial hesitations, responded with diplomatic finesse, “I understand the gravity of this decision, esteemed leaders. However, the Northern Region faces imminent threats from Jiang Chen’s faction, the Draconic Clan, and the Ancient Beast Race. Our combined strength can withstand these adversities and ensure the safety of our realms.”

The deliberations continued, the angelic leaders engaging in a discourse that weighed the potential risks and rewards. The memory of Wang Jian’s intervention in saving the Angel Race from the clutches of Jiang Chen’s faction lingered in their minds, fostering a sense of trust in his intentions.

After a moment of contemplation, the eldest leader, her eyes reflecting the depth of celestial knowledge, spoke, “Queen Ilyndra, we shall align our destinies with the Elven Race. The threats that loom over the Northern Region require a united front. Wang Jian’s intervention in our past plight has earned him our trust. Let this alliance be a testament to the unity of our races.”

The decision was met with a collective nod from the angelic leaders. The alliance was forged—a pact that transcended realms and bound the fate of the Elven Race and the Angel Race. The relocation of the Angelic Sky City commenced, an ethereal migration guided by a shared vision of safeguarding their homelands against the encroaching shadows.

As Ilyndra departed from the Angelic Sky City, her heart resonated with a sense of accomplishment.

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