Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 533: Saint of Dark Monastery!

Zhang Wei's expression darkened slightly, his voice lowering to a near-whisper. "Rest now. You'll be accompanying me to the auction in a few hours. As for the aftermath at Qingyun, Raven can handle it."

Rose blinked in surprise, her eyes quivering for a moment as she processed his words.

Despite the slave seal binding her to him, Zhang Wei had never truly treated her as a slave.

He could have controlled her, bent her will to his, but instead, he had kept the seal as a backup, a safeguard he never truly abused.

It was strange, unsettling even, to receive care from someone who had such absolute power over her.

She had learned, after some time, that Zhang Wei had many women in his life.

Women who were more graceful, more delicate—ladies in the truest sense of the word.

Unlike her, fierce and hardened by battle, they were proper and refined.

Yet, despite this, here he was, showing her attention, giving her care.

Unconsciously, Rose's vision grew blurry, her heart conflicted between the cold reality of her situation and the warmth of his actions.

She tried to make sense of it but couldn't.

All she knew was that this care, even though it confused her, made her feel something unfamiliar.

Zhang Wei noticed her hesitation and smiled, a rare warmth in his expression. Her heart skipped a beat. "I have a surprise for you once we reach Xianghui," he said softly, his hand reaching out to gently rest her head back onto the bed.

Rose followed his guidance, still staring up at him, her thoughts spinning.

She didn't fully understand his intentions, but something had changed between them after the events surrounding the Divine Soul Scriptures.

Zhang Wei seemed to value her more, especially after discovering her unique compatibility with the ancient text.

He knew if she could master its remaining fragments, she would be an invaluable asset—one who could potentially foresee and predict any future threat.

Her ability could save his life in ways even his cultivation couldn't. 'How could I mistreat such an asset?' Zhang Wei mused inwardly, recognizing her worth.

But the surprise he mentioned—it wasn't just about her future potential. It was about Long Tian.

Zhang Wei had felt a strange connection between Rose and Long Tian, both real names have 'Long.'

"??"

Rose stared at Du Yun'er, confused. She exchanged a glance with Zhang Wei, who now had a deep frown on his face.

A realization hit him—Rose had become a martial artist after their recent events!

The laws of the martial world hadn't even crossed his mind, and he hadn't bothered to explain them to her.

Zhang Wei pinched the bridge of his nose, stifling the urge to facepalm. "You really picked the worst moment to cause trouble for me..." he muttered under his breath.

His eyes narrowed at Du Yun'er, who radiated the same stubborn aura that reminded him of Feng Ruoyan, another woman who had been a thorn in his side.

A brief thought crossed his mind—a dangerous one. If only he could give them both the "Leng Yan treatment." But deep down, he knew neither Du Yun'er nor Feng Ruoyan would turn out sweet after receiving that particular brand of persuasion.

Du Yun'er snorted, clearly unimpressed. "You, Zhang Wei, don't have a major sect behind you, yet you stir up more trouble than the largest of them. One man upending an entire city over and over again. Don't think your connections will always bail you out, surname 'Zhang.' Sooner or later, even your luck will run out."

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly, shrugging his shoulders. "I'll take my chances. Safe lives just aren't for me." His tone was nonchalant, but there was a glint of warning in his eyes.

Du Yun'er's patience seemed to wear thin. She straightened and raised her voice. "Arrest her."

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The soldiers stepped forward, their movements synchronized and efficient. Rose glanced at Zhang Wei, her smile strained but trying to stay brave. "It's fine. I'm used to dealing with these law idiots." Despite her calm words, there was a tension in her voice.

"Not so soon, little girl!"

A sudden booming voice echoed from the sky, accompanied by mocking laughter.

"Hahaha... The Phoenix Fairy, who would've thought we'd meet you here?"

Bam! Bam!

Two figures descended from the heavens, landing beside Zhang Wei with enough force to send shockwaves through the ground, freezing everyone in place.

The temperature of the air seemed to drop as the pair's presence became known.

One of the newcomers was tall, with a sickly pale complexion, his violet robe fluttering in the wind. His dark, soulless eyes and thin lips curled into a wicked grin, revealing yellowed teeth. The other was shorter, more muscular, his scarred skin giving him a rugged, battle-hardened look. His arms stretched unnaturally, like twisted tree roots, furthering his intimidating presence.

Du Yun'er's brow furrowed in frustration. "Evil Buddha Ming, and Hu from the Dark Monastery? Why is your monastery interfering in my affairs?" Her fiery red hair seemed to blaze with the intensity of her indignation.