Chapter 517 Eternal Slave Contract

Chapter 517 Eternal Slave Contract

Amidst the haze of desire and the intoxicating aroma of passion, Wang Jian found himself surrounded by the alluring beauties of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion. As he reveled in the forbidden pleasure, his mind buzzed with a mixture of exhilaration and apprehension.

"Divine Ascension Realm... Divine Spirit Realm..." Wang Jian mused silently, acknowledging the vast chasm that separated his cultivation level from that of the women he now lay with. Yet, despite the overwhelming odds stacked against him, he dared to seize this moment, propelled by a potent mix of desire and ambition.

With his mastery of the Laws of Array Formation, Wang Jian unleashed the full force of the Celestial Wrath Formation, suppressing the cultivation of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion's elite cultivators. Each clone he conjured was a testament to his ingenuity, a reflection of his determination to conquer the seemingly insurmountable.

As he indulged in the carnal delights offered by the Heavenly Jade Pavilion's beauties, Wang Jian understood the perilous nature of his actions. Once the effects of the array faded and these women regained their senses, they would undoubtedly seek retribution for his audacious behavior.

Yet, Wang Jian had a plan—a plan born from the depths of his cunning mind and fueled by his mastery of the Law of Contracts.

To bind them as his eternal slaves, Wang Jian needed their consent—a task that required finesse and cunning. With each tantalizing encounter, he employed a myriad of techniques and positions, weaving a spell of ecstasy that clouded their judgment and left them vulnerable to his influence.

As the pleasure reached its crescendo, Wang Jian seized the opportunity to broach the subject of eternal servitude, skillfully coaxing their consent amidst the throes of passion.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

"Agree to serve me, and I'll grant you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams," he whispered, his voice laced with seductive allure.

In their ecstasy-addled state, the women acquiesced, their voices a soft murmur of consent that sealed their fate.

With their consent secured, Wang Jian's smirked triumphantly, his confidence unwavering as he reveled in the success of his audacious plan.

"Now, let the games begin," he thought, his gaze alight with anticipation as he contemplated the boundless possibilities that lay ahead.

As the night stretched on, Wang Jian found himself locked in a battle of wills with Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan. Her resistance only fueled his desire, igniting a primal urge to conquer her completely. With each passing moment, Wang Jian became more determined to break through her defenses and claim her as his own.

Undeterred by her defiance, Wang Jian unleashed a barrage of seductive maneuvers, each one designed to weaken her resolve and leave her defenseless against his advances. He began with a gentle caress, tracing his fingers along the curves of her body, his touch igniting a fire within her that she struggled to contain.

But Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan was not one to yield easily. She fought back with a ferocity that only served to inflame Wang Jian's desire further. Determined to overcome her resistance, he shifted tactics, drawing her into a passionate embrace that left her breathless and yearning for more.

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As the first rays of dawn shone on them, the group stirred from their slumber.

Wang Jian's clones dispersed, leaving him alone amidst a tangle of limbs and satisfied sighs. With a satisfied smile gracing his lips, Wang Jian gazed upon the women of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, their bodies entwined with his own, including Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan herself, now completely under his sway.

As the group gradually awoke, the events of the previous night flooded back to them, and a wave of shock and anger washed over them.

Many of the elders, along with Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, felt a burning desire to exact revenge upon Wang Jian for his brazen actions.

But just as the thought crossed their minds, they were struck by a sudden, agonizing pain that gripped their souls, freezing them in place.

Their hands trembled, their minds reeling from the unexpected agony that coursed through them. It was as if their very souls were being torn asunder, leaving them powerless to even lift a finger against Wang Jian.

With a casual air, Wang Jian explained the source of their torment. "That pain you're feeling," he said, his voice calm and collected, "is the mark of our Eternal Slave Contract. As long as you remain bound by it, you'll find yourself unable to harm me in any way."

His words sent a chill down the spines of the women gathered before him. They hadn't anticipated Wang Jian's ruthless tactics, nor did they realize the extent of his power over them.

But Wang Jian wasn't finished yet. With a sly grin, he turned his gaze to one of the elders and issued a command.

"Dance," he said simply.

The elder recoiled at the command, her instincts urging her to resist.

But to her horror, she found herself moving involuntarily, her body swaying to an invisible rhythm.

Try as she might, she couldn't defy Wang Jian's command, her limbs moving of their own accord.

It was a stark reminder of their newfound servitude, a testament to Wang Jian's control over their very beings.

And as the realization sank in, the women of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion knew that they were truly at his mercy.