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Chapter 684: Discussing Plan With Mistresses

Inside the palace, four of Wang Jian\'s most loyal and powerful allies awaited him: Qing Fenghua, the leader of the Nature Clan from the Southern Cosmos; Celestial Maiden Yuqing, the leader of the Angel Race from the Northern Cosmos; Yun Qianying, the leader of the Brahma Divine Star Faction from the Western Cosmos; and Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, the leader of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion from the Eastern Cosmos. These four women were not just his allies—they were his mistresses, bound to him by ties of loyalty, power, and desire.

As Wang Jian entered the grand chamber where they had gathered, the four women rose to greet him, their eyes filled with a mixture of reverence and longing. Each of them was a beauty of unparalleled grace and allure, their voluptuous figures barely concealed by the elegant robes they wore. They knew why they had been summoned, and the tension in the air was thick with anticipation.

Wang Jian took his seat at the head of the chamber, his gaze sweeping over his mistresses with a possessive gleam. "My beautiful queens," he began, his voice smooth and commanding, "we have much to discuss. My enemies are plotting against me, and they will soon come to you with false promises and desperate pleas."

The women exchanged glances, their expressions varying from concern to disdain at the thought of being approached by Wang Jian\'s enemies.

Qing Fenghua, the leader of the Nature Clan, spoke first. Her voice was soft, yet firm, as befitted a woman of her station. "Who are these fools that dare to think they can sway us from your side, my lord?"

Wang Jian chuckled, appreciating her loyalty. "Yun Tian, Dong Zhuo, Jiang Chen, and Huang Zhi-each of them Godking talents from their respective cosmoses. They see me as a threat to their power and are desperate to weaken me by turning my allies against me."

Celestial Maiden Yuqing, her golden eyes gleaming with curiosity, leaned forward. "What is it that you wish us to do when they come to us, Wang Jian? Shall we reject them outright?"

"No," Wang Jian replied, his tone taking on a sharper edge. "That would be too simple, too expected. Instead, I want you to pretend to consider their offers. Play along with their schemes. Make them believe that you are wavering in your loyalty to me."

The room fell silent as the women absorbed his words. The implications of this plan were clear—it was a game of deception, one that required skill and subtlety. Wang Jian\'s enemies were powerful, but they were also arrogant and desperate. They would not expect their offers to be accepted, and the surprise would only increase their desperation, making them more vulnerable to the final strike Wang Jian was planning.

Yun Qianying, the leader of the Brahma Divine Star Faction, spoke up, her voice filled with confidence. "You wish for us to infiltrate their ranks, gain their trust, and then betray them when the time is right. It\'s a dangerous game, but one that I believe we are more than capable of playing."

Wang Jian nodded, pleased with her understanding. "Precisely. Once you have accepted their offers, I will provide you with further instructions on how to manipulate them from within. We will turn their own strategies against them and crush them when they least expect it."

Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, her delicate features framed by her cascading silver hair, asked, "And what of our people? They trust us implicitly. How do we ensure that they remain loyal to you even as we feign allegiance to your enemies?"

Wang Jian\'s smile widened. "Your people follow you because of the power and wisdom you wield. If you present this as a calculated move to protect them and ensure our ultimate victory, they will understand. We must keep the larger picture in mind-our goal is to eliminate all threats to our rule, and this is the path that will lead us there."

The four women nodded, their resolve hardening as they realized the magnitude of what was at stake. They had pledged themselves to Wang Jian, not just as lovers but as leaders of their respective factions. His success was theirs, and his enemies were theirs to destroy.

"Now," Wang Jian said, his voice dropping to a more intimate tone, "we have discussed enough of strategy and war. You have all done well to serve me so faithfully, and I think it\'s time you are rewarded for your loyalty."

A flicker of excitement passed through the eyes of the women, who had long been trained to anticipate Wang Jian\'s desires. As one, they rose from their seats and approached him, their movements graceful and seductive.

Qing Fenghua was the first to reach him, her emerald-green eyes shining with a mixture of reverence and desire. "What would you have us do, my lord?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

Wang Jian\'s gaze traveled over her figure, appreciating the curves of her body that were barely concealed by her revealing robes. "I want you to entertain me," he said, his voice low and commanding. "All of you."

The four women exchanged glances, their expressions shifting to ones of eagerness and anticipation. They were well-acquainted with Wang Jian\'s tastes and knew exactly how to please him.

Celestial Maiden Yuqing, always the boldest, stepped forward and placed her hands on Wang Jian\'s shoulders, leaning in close. "Let us make you forget the weight of your responsibilities, even if just for a while," she murmured.

Wang Jian leaned back in his seat, his eyes darkening with lust as he watched the women begin to undress. The silken robes slipped from their shoulders, revealing their flawless skin and voluptuous bodies. Each of them was a masterpiece, and Wang Jian felt a surge of pride knowing that they were his.

Yun Qianying moved to his side, her hands tracing the lines of his muscular chest as she leaned in to kiss him deeply. Her lips were soft and warm, and she pressed herself against him, her body trembling with desire. Qing Fenghua and Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan joined in, their hands and lips exploring his body with a practiced ease that spoke of their familiarity with his desires.

The foreplay was slow and sensual, each woman taking her time to arouse Wang Jian, teasing him with their touch and whispers. Celestial Maiden Yuqing, with her ethereal beauty and fiery passion, took the lead, straddling Wang Jian\'s lap as she kissed him fiercely. Her golden hair cascaded around them like a curtain, and she moaned softly as Wang Jian\'s hands roamed

her body.

Qing Fenghua, with her earthy charm and gentle touch, focused on massaging Wang Jian\'s shoulders and chest, her hands firm and skillful. She leaned down to kiss his neck, her breath warm against his skin as she whispered words of devotion and longing.

Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, with her quiet grace and delicate beauty, knelt beside Wang Jian,

her hands sliding down to his thighs as she nibbled at his ear. Her silver hair brushed against his skin, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "We belong to you, my lord. Our bodies, our hearts-they are yours to command."

Yun Qianying, always the most composed and regal of the four, moved behind Wang Jian, her hands caressing his back as she pressed her lips to his shoulder. "We will do whatever it takes to please you, my king," she breathed, her voice a husky whisper.

The atmosphere in the chamber grew heated as the four women continued their sensual dance around Wang Jian. The room was filled with the sounds of soft moans and gasps as they took turns kissing and caressing him, their desire for him evident in every touch.

Wang Jian, his own arousal growing with each passing moment, decided it was time to take

control. He reached out and grabbed Celestial Maiden Yuqing by the waist, pulling her down onto his lap. She gasped as she felt his hardness pressing against her, her eyes widening with

anticipation.

"You\'re mine," Wang Jian growled, his voice low and commanding as he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with a fierce hunger. Yuqing responded eagerly, grinding against him as she moaned into his mouth.

The other three women watched with a mix of jealousy and desire, eager to feel Wang Jian\'s touch themselves. But they knew better than to rush him-Wang Jian always took his time, ensuring that each of them was thoroughly satisfied.

Yun Qianying was next, and Wang Jian turned his attention to her, pulling her close and kissing her with equal fervor. She moaned softly as his hands roamed her body, her own fingers tangling in his hair as she pressed herself against him.

Meanwhile, Qing Fenghua and Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan continued to caress and kiss Wang

Jian, their hands moving lower as they worked to arouse him even further. Qing Fenghua\'s hands slid down to stroke him, her touch gentle yet firm, while Cui Lan leaned in to kiss his neck, her breath warm against his skin.

As the night wore on, the chamber was filled with the sounds of passion and pleasure. Wang Jian took his time with each of his mistresses, ensuring that they were all thoroughly satisfied. The women, in turn, devoted themselves to pleasing him, their bodies and minds completely attuned to his desires.