"My dear sister, you should know that I am not taking any risk to visit you right now. You must have heard the rumor about my cultivation at the Emperor Realm. Well, let me tell you something: that is no mere rumor, but the absolute truth!" Wang Jian's tone turned cold, sending a shiver down Wang Ying's spine.
Her shock was evident as she realized the grave danger that she was in. She knew that facing an Emperor Realm expert was beyond her capabilities, and she couldn't even fathom the idea of winning against such a formidable foe.
"What do you want?" she asked, trying to maintain her composure despite the fear brewing within her.
"The same thing as you want, dear sister: the Throne," Wang Jian replied with a sly smirk.
Wang Ying furrowed her brow in confusion. "If we both desire the same thing, how can we possibly cooperate with each other?"
With a devious smile, Wang Jian responded, "Ah, that's where you're mistaken. Cooperation is possible if you simply give up on your dream of sitting on the throne."
"Impossible!" Wang Ying immediately rejected the idea, holding tightly to her ambition.
"I expected you to say that. Well, at least I tried," Wang Jian said with a seemingly polite yet devilishly charming tone. "You see, I had already decided that if you wouldn't comply with my request, I would have no choice but to abduct you, my dear sister."
Wang Ying's eyes widened in shock at his audacious plan. Before she could even raise her voice to protest, a powerful Spatial Rift enveloped both of them, transporting them away from Wang Ying's camp.
The output of this Spatial Rift was so immense that even other Emperor Realm experts in the vicinity sensed it. They rushed towards Wang Ying's private tent, hoping to intervene.
Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, Wang Jian and Wang Ying had vanished without a trace, leaving the tent eerily empty and the Emperor Realm experts dumbfounded.
In the dark confines of the Black Castle's dungeon, Wang Jian and Wang Ying materialized after their teleportation.
The moment they appeared in the dungeon within the Black Castle, Wang Ying attempted to escape.
She summoned her mighty Frostwave Kraken Sovereign and unleashed a powerful surge of qi, combining it with her high-level insights in the water element in an effort to catch Wang Jian off guard and break free.
However, Wang Jian effortlessly brushed off her desperate attempt. With a flick of his wrist, he shattered her spirit, rendering her attack ineffective. Closing the distance between them, he swiftly cornered Wang Ying, pinning her to the dungeon wall.
As powerful and restraining chains materialized, they ensnared Wang Ying, leaving her helplessly bound and unable to move her arms or legs.
A mischievous glint danced in Wang Jian's eyes as he posed the question once more, "Will you give up on your ambition of becoming the ruler?"
With undeterred determination, Wang Ying returned his gaze with a fiery and hate-filled glare, but she remained silent, refusing to concede to his demands.
Amused by her tenacity, Wang Jian smirked and continued, "I see you're still as stubborn as ever. But it won't make any difference. Now that you've disappeared from your camp, your faction will soon disband. And it will be through your side of the battlefield that the devils will infiltrate the Empire."
Despite Wang Ying's defiant spirit, Wang Jian's words struck a chord of concern within her.
She knew that without her leadership, her faction would falter, leaving a vulnerable gap in the Empire's defenses. The realization of her predicament sank in which caused her to fall deeper in despair.
Wang Jian then left the dungeon. It was because he knew that it would be impossible to break the willpower of his sister immediately. Thus, he had to leave her in solitude and slowly make her willpower shatter.
After leaving Wang Ying's dungeon cell, Wang Jian headed towards the dungeon cell of the Second Queen, who was Wang Ying's mother. The Second Queen's name was Luo Qiu and since she had already become Wang Jian's sex slave, she would be referred by her name.
"…Luo Qiu, I have abducted your daughter. Well, it wasn't really my fault since I did ask her to give up on the throne. Unfortunately, your daughter is too stubborn. What should I do with her?" Wang Jian asked her with a depraved smirk.
Luo Qiu was taken aback by the revelation, and in an attempt to sway Wang Jian's intentions, she sensually pressed her naked body against his arm, using her allure to excite him. "P-please, spare her. She's just strong-willed. Use me instead, but please, don't harm her," she pleaded.
Amused by her advances, Wang Jian couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation. He caressed Luo Qiu's alluring curves, a twisted grin forming on his face. "You think of me as an evil man? I have no intention of harming her, as long as you remain obedient to me," he teased. "However, I do expect you to tell her that you will support my faction."
His wickedness unabated, Wang Jian continued to revel in Luo Qiu's seductive charms. "You will do that for me, won't you?" he inquired, fully aware of the power he held over her.
In her desperation to protect her daughter, Luo Qiu promptly agreed, "Yes, I'll do it! I'll do anything you ask, as long as you spare my dear daughter." Her resolve was unwavering as long as Wang Jian kept his word and refrained from harming Wang Ying.
Once he was done toying with Luo Qiu, Wang Jian guided her to Wang Ying's dungeon. He ensured she wore graceful clothing, not wanting to reveal their relationship just yet. Luo Qiu would not be able to face her daughter if he did that.
In this tense moment, Wang Jian aimed to plunge Wang Ying further into despair, knowing that the quicker she succumbed, the easier it would be to manipulate her.
As they entered the dimly lit cell, Luo Qiu couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her dear daughter pinned to the wall, a look of rueful distress etched on her face. The sight was heart-wrenching for her.
Meanwhile, Wang Ying was equally flabbergasted when she saw her mother accompany Wang Jian into the cell.
"What are you doing with this devil, Mother?! Get away from him!" Wang Ying exclaimed, her voice full of shock and concern.
Luo Qiu glanced at Wang Jian and noticed a sinister smile curving his lips. Gathering her strength, she met her daughter's eyes with determination and spoke sternly, "Daughter, that is no way to speak to Wang Jian. I am aware of everything that has happened, and I wanted to inform you that I shall support Wang Jian's faction from now on!"
Wang Ying was completely taken aback, and her heart shattered with each passing moment. "What?! But why?" she asked, her voice breaking with sadness and confusion.
Luo Qiu hesitated for a moment, but she knew she had to stand by Wang Jian's side to protect her daughter. "There are reasons, my dear. You must trust me that this is the best course of action," she replied, trying to remain strong despite her own inner turmoil.
Meanwhile, Wang Jian watched the unfolding scene, pleased with the depth of despair that was now evident in Wang Ying's eyes.
"...Alright. That should be enough. Let's return now," Wang Jian declared, his gaze still fixed on Luo Qiu.
Luo Qiu felt a pang of distress, but she nodded in agreement, knowing she had to play her part. She turned to her daughter, offering reassurance, "Don't worry, my dear. As long as I am here, he won't harm you."
As they began to walk out of the cell, Wang Jian gently held Luo Qiu's hand, adding a touch of affection to their act. However, before leaving, he turned towards Wang Ying, giving her a wicked and depraved smile that sent shivers down her spine.
An unsettling premonition washed over Wang Ying, leaving her with a feeling that her mother was in grave danger. She suspected that Wang Jian had orchestrated this meeting to inform her of his control over her mother, turning it into a threat.
The fear gnawed at Wang Ying's willpower, her once-strong resolve crumbling with each passing moment. Trapped in that cell, she could only let out frustrated shouts as she struggled against the despair that threatened to engulf her entirely.
As Luo Qiu returned to her cell, her graceful clothing was torn apart, leaving her once again in her naked form. Wang Jian left her cell, heading back to his hall, where he made preparations for the upcoming events.
Meanwhile, a seismic shift was unfolding on the battlefield, forever altering the course of the Everlasting Mystical Empire.
Wang Jian informed Zyrithia that Wang Ying was no longer in her camp, instructing her to seize the opportunity and guide the devils in launching a full-scale attack on Wang Ying's faction.
With the combined might of the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Clan and the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, the devils effortlessly broke through Wang Ying's faction's defenses, infiltrating deep into the Empire's territory.
Wang Jian had made it clear to Zyrithia that while the attack was to be forceful, there was to be no harm done to Jin Meixiang, her close family, or Xu Yuting. Capturing them was sufficient.
As chaos engulfed the battlefield, Wang Jian's carefully crafted plan was set in motion, and the tide of the war began to shift drastically.
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