Harem Developing Villain

After all, an overt attack on Mao Caiwei while Liu Xue was present could easily escalate into an inter-sect conflict, a risk Ye Fan wouldn\'t readily take. Additionally, Ye Fan remained blissfully unaware of Liu Xue\'s connection to Wang Li, further diminishing the threat of immediate action.

Secondly, as Wang Li had subtly explained, Liu Xue\'s presence served another, more clandestine purpose. While Mao Caiwei sought out her former sect sisters, Liu Xue was tasked with keeping a watchful eye.

Wang Li feared that Mao Caiwei might reveal the identities of Wang Li and Wang Xiangyi to her former sect sisters. Such a revelation could endanger not only the two of them but the entire Xia Family.

Mao Caiwei offered Liu Xue a grateful smile. "Thank you for accompanying me, Senior Sister Liu Xue. I appreciate your presence."

Liu Xue offered a curt nod in return.

Together, they departed from the Xia Family Manor.

As the gates of the manor receded from view, Wang Li watched from a secluded balcony, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He turned to face Xia Qingwu, who stood beside him, her gaze mirroring his amusement.

Dressed in a silken robe that accentuated her curves, she seemed like a vision out of a painting. Her eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, now held a hint of playful invitation. A slow smile spread across Wang Li\'s face. He strode towards her, his steps purposeful.

The tension simmering in the air between them was no longer one of strategy and planning. It thrummed with a different kind of energy, an urgent desire that had been simmering beneath the surface.

"Finally alone," Xia Qingwu purred, her voice a silken caress. Her eyes held a different kind of fire now, a flame that mirrored the burning desire in Wang Li\'s chest.

He didn\'t waste a moment. Stepping closer, his hand found its way to the curve of her waist, drawing her flush against him. The silk of her robes yielded to his touch, sending shivers down her spine.

"The day is young," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Let\'s make the most of it."

He didn\'t need to say anything further. Xia Qingwu readily met his touch, her own hands gliding up his chest, tracing the contours of his powerful form. A low moan escaped her lips as he tilted her chin, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss.

The world around them faded away. The weight of their responsibilities, the precariousness of their situation all dissolved in the heat of their passion. They retreated to the seclusion of Wang Li\'s chamber, a haven from the watchful eyes of the manor.

The hours that followed were a whirlwind of tangled limbs and passionate whispers. With each touch, Wang Li felt a surge of power course through him. He reveled in the way Xia Qingwu responded, her moans a sweet melody that fueled his fervor. He was rough, his kisses demanding, yet Xia Qingwu craved his intensity. Her fingers dug into his back, urging him on, her breath hitching with every thrust.

Time seemed to lose its meaning as they explored each other\'s depths, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace.

The hours flew by unnoticed as they surrendered to their desires. The afternoon sun painted the room with warm hues as they finally lay entangled, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Xia Qingwu, her body still tingling with the afterglow, leaned against Wang Li, a contented smile gracing her lips.

"That was… incredible," she whispered, her voice husky with exertion.

Wang Li chuckled, the sound rumbling deep within his chest. "You always know how to make me feel good, Qingwu," he replied, his voice tinged with affection.

They lay in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other\'s presence.

Finally, with a lingering kiss, they broke free from their embrace.

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Three days passed within the bustling Xia Family Manor, a hush falling over the usually lively halls. News had spread like wildfire – Matriarch Xia Bingling, a pillar of strength and leadership, was about to embark on a momentous closed-door cultivation. Her aim? To ascend from the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm to the coveted Soul Integration Realm.

This was a pivotal moment for the Xia Family. Should Matriarch Xia succeed, not only would her own cultivation base soar, but the entire family\'s prestige and influence would rise significantly within the cultivation world. The weight of expectation hung heavy in the air, a mixture of nervous anticipation and fervent hope.

In Xia Bingling\'s absence, the mantle of leadership fell upon her daughter, Xia Qingwu. As the acting Matriarch, Xia Qingwu now shouldered the responsibility of making crucial decisions for the family. It was a wise choice, for her sharp intellect and strategic prowess made her a natural fit for the role.

Meanwhile, four days after their departure, Liu Xue and Mao Caiwei finally reached the foot of the majestic mountain range that housed the Azure Peak Sect. Their garments, adorned with the elegant insignia of the Jade Lotus Palace, granted them unhindered passage through the sect\'s watchful guards.

Mao Caiwei, an outer sect disciple of the Jade Lotus Palace, held a simple jade identity talisman aloft.

While her status wouldn\'t necessarily command respect on its own, her presence alongside Liu Xue, a Core Disciple of the esteemed Jade Lotus Palace, presented a different scenario.

The Jade Lotus Palace, renowned as the strongest righteous sect, commanded immense respect throughout the cultivation world.

No guard of the Azure Peak Sect would dare to question or impede a Core Disciple of the strongest sect.

As they entered the Azure Peak Sect\'s territory, a flicker of hope ignited within Mao Caiwei\'s eyes. She approached a pair of elders, inquiring about the whereabouts of those former Stone Mountain Sect disciples who had been recently accepted into the Azure Peak Sect.

Liu Xue remained a silent guardian by Mao Caiwei\'s side. Unlike her companion, she held no connection to the Stone Mountain Sect.

Her heart pounding with a mix of trepidation and hope, Mao Caiwei soon found herself reunited with several of her former sect sisters.

Tears welled up in their eyes as they embraced, the devastation of the Stone Mountain Sect attack still a fresh wound.

Elated to announce her newfound affiliation, Mao Caiwei revealed that she had been accepted as an outer sect disciple of the prestigious Jade Lotus Palace.

This news sparked both joy and a hint of envy amongst her former sisters.

Here was Mao Caiwei, seemingly poised for a promising future within one of the most respected sects, while they remained within the Azure Peak Sect, a place filled with growing unease.

However, the lighthearted reunion soon turned serious. Mao Caiwei, her voice heavy with concern, inquired about their experiences within the Azure Peak Sect.

A disquieting silence descended as the women exchanged nervous glances, a stark contrast to the enthusiastic chatter just moments ago.

Sensing their reluctance to speak openly, Mao Caiwei, with a well-practiced smile, steered the conversation toward mundane topics like cultivation progress and recent acquisitions.

As dusk approached, cloaking the sect grounds in a veil of shadows, Mao Caiwei sought out three of her closest former sect sisters who had chosen to join the Azure Peak Sect. With Liu Xue remaining a silent guardian by her side, Mao Caiwei cautiously broached the subject of Ye Fan.

"What are your thoughts on Ye Fan?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of trepidation. "Have you discovered anything about his true character?"

Her question sent shockwaves through the three women. Bewilderment clouded their faces as they exchanged furtive glances. Mao Caiwei, sensing their hesitation, pressed on, her voice firm yet gentle. "Please," she pleaded, "tell me the truth."

One of the women, overcome with a surge of emotion, burst into tears. "We were fools!" she cried, her voice laden with regret. "We trusted Ye Fan, we followed him here to the Azure Peak Sect, believing his promises. But he… he\'s a monster!"

Her voice trembled with a mixture of rage and disgust as she continued. "He\'s a wicked, depraved man who preys on us one by one. He has already… already…" Shame choked her words, leaving the horrifying truth hanging in the air.

The other two women corroborated her story. In hushed tones, they recounted their own experiences, exposing Ye Fan\'s true character – manipulative, cruel, and utterly ruthless. Their words, laced with a chilling authenticity, confirmed Mao Caiwei\'s worst suspicions.

As the night deepened, a fire of determination blazed in Mao Caiwei\'s eyes.