Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Days had passed since Pyris Obsidian's confrontation with Dragomir Skalethorn. The dust had settled after their clash, but Pyris's mind was still focused on the bigger picture—the weakening of Sly Mines and its eventual use as leverage to target Dragon Mines.

Petne Chaos had been working in the shadows, pulling strings and acquiring more shares in Sly Mines, but his public persona was busy on multiple fronts.

Obsidian Tech had delayed the much-anticipated launch of their ARGO VRMMORPG. Pyris had claimed that the company wasn't finished with the final touches, but the truth was more complicated. His confrontation with Dragomir had forced him to reallocate his focus.

The press release had disappointed millions of fans and investors, but they had no choice but to wait. In the meantime, Pyris's attention was split between managing the family's vast business empire, his studies at the academy, and his new entertainment company, Obsidian Ent.

Zaranrel, the young idol from the Demon Empire, was now a household name, known among one of the number male artists in Argos at just eighteen. His meteoric rise had taken the entertainment world by storm, and under Pyris's banner, he was now regarded as one of the top five male artists in the world. Alongside him was Julienne, whose face had become a sensation throughout the Human Empire.

As one of the top models and actresses, Julienne's name was whispered in fashion houses, film sets, and gossip circles alike.

Emilia had done a remarkable job running Obsidian Ent, turning it into a powerhouse in the entertainment industry in record time. Under her leadership, new recruits were excelling, and the company's influence was spreading far and wide.

On another front, Obsidian Mines had stabilized. The withdrawal of both the Vampire and Dragon imperial families from its shareholder base had initially caused shockwaves, but thanks to Petne Chaos's blackmailing of key proxies, Pyris had managed to acquire over 35% of the company's shares.

Now, Obsidian Mines thrived once more.

But despite these victories, Pyris was feeling an invisible barrier to his growth. No matter how many mana cores he absorbed, how many essences he devoured, or how much he dual-cultivated, his progress remained stuck at Rank 9.

Meanwhile, those around him were advancing rapidly.

Alexa, now a Rank 10 Awakened, had surpassed him. Alera, his necromancer companion, was at Rank 7 but was growing fast. Her astonishing army of 20 shadow beasts, all Rank 5, followed her commands, and the corrupted wyvern beast she had acquired was still Rank 10, unable to rise due to its nature.

And Sanguine, the Rank 12 awakened vampire she had claimed after his death, remained unchanged as well.

Alera's army grew stronger as she did, yet Pyris, for all his strength, felt something gripping his progress, holding him back. It gnawed at him, and no amount of training, no matter how intense, seemed to push him forward.

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One evening, while sitting in his office and reviewing the recent developments, Pyris's attention was pulled by a knock on the door. Alexa entered, holding a silver letter in her hand, the crest of the Dragon Empire emblazoned on the front.

"This just arrived for you," Alexa said, her golden eyes glimmering with curiosity.

Pyris frowned and took the letter, breaking the seal and unfolding the parchment. His eyes scanned the elegant handwriting.

"It's an invitation," he said, his voice laced with suspicion. "From the Valyrian Royal family."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Valyrians?" Alexa raised an eyebrow. "What do they want?"

"They're inviting me to a birthday celebration for the youngest princess, Seraphina Valyrian." Pyris read further. "It's a grand event at their palace. They've specifically requested my presence."

"Seraphina Valyrian," Alexa mused. "I've heard of her. She's young, just turned eighteen, if I remember correctly. A beautiful and powerful young dragoness from what the rumors say."

Pyris closed the letter and leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. "This feels like a trap."

Alexa's expression mirrored his concern. "The Valyrians have never extended a friendly hand to House Obsidian, especially not after everything with Dragon Mines."

"Exactly," Pyris said, standing up and pacing across the room. "Drakos has always kept a firm grip on his empire. He wouldn't extend an olive branch unless he had something to gain."

"They might be trying to lure you into a false sense of security," Alexa suggested. "Or they could be planning something far worse."

Pyris nodded.

"But why now?" Alexa asked, her tone thoughtful. "You've been making gains against Sly Mines and the proxies connected to the Dragon Empire. Maybe they're feeling the pressure and want to get closer to you before making their move."

"Or they think they can manipulate me," Pyris said, his voice cold. "They see me as a threat to Dragon Mines. They've likely orchestrated this party as a way to gather intel on me or trap me."

Alexa moved closer, her hand brushing against his arm. "So, what do we do? Ignore the invitation?"

Pyris shook his head, a small smile forming on his lips. "No. We play along. If they think they can outmaneuver me, they're in for a surprise." Stay updated with empire

"They're inviting a wolf into a house of sheep," Alexa remarked, her eyes gleaming with understanding. "But they're underestimating the wolf."

Pyris smirked. "Exactly."

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In the grand chambers of the Imperial Palace of the Dragon Empire, Emperor Drakos Valyrian sat with his advisors, a pleased expression on his face. Across from him sat his daughter, Seraphina Valyrian, a striking beauty with her violet eyes glowing with the wisdom of someone far older than her mere eighteen years.

"This will be the first step in bringing Pyris Obsidian to his knees," Drakos said, his voice smooth and confident. "He's been playing his little games for too long. This celebration will be our chance to get close to him."

Seraphina tilted her head, her long golden hair cascading down her back. "And you believe he'll fall for it, Father? Pyris Obsidian isn't known for being easily fooled."

Drakos smiled. "Every man has his weakness. Pyris is ambitious, but like all young men, he thinks he's invincible. He'll attend the party out of curiosity, maybe even arrogance. And once he's here, we'll have the upper hand."

Seraphina leaned forward, her eyes glowing with interest. "And what do you expect from me, Father?"

Drakos's smile widened. "Charm him. Make him believe that the Valyrian family has reconsidered its stance. Let him think we're willing to work together."

"And if that doesn't work?" she asked, her voice cool and calm.

"Then we'll use more... persuasive methods," Drakos said, his eyes darkening. "Pyris Obsidian has many enemies. It wouldn't be difficult to orchestrate an 'accident'."

Seraphina chuckled softly. "I'll handle it, Father. Let's see if the young wolf can resist the allure of a dragon."