The Psychopath's Harem



"Hey, Dad, can we please change the scenery? It's too bright!" Qin Yueling's voice broke through the blinding radiance as the sky transformed into an ethereal white, once again.

Xia Tian pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

In an instant, the entire landscape seemed to morph into a scene straight out of an apocalyptic movie. The ground cracked beneath them like the very heavens were parched, revealing fiery magma seeping through the fissures.

"No, no-no, not this!" Qin Yueling hastily interrupted, halting the transformation midway.

The following minutes felt like a chaotic rollercoaster of scenes.

"There is too much water here!"

"It's too dark!"

"Now, why are we in the middle of some war!?"

"Why are there naked skeletons fighting now!?"

Qin Yueling couldn't help but react in disbelief and exasperation as each new setting appeared.

Finally, with a sigh of resignation, she faced Xia Tian with an incredulous look. "Daddy, are you purposefully messing with me?"

Xia Tian's nonchalant nod only confirmed her suspicion. "These were all real scenes from some point in the forgotten history."

Her lips twitched, trying to contain her amusement and frustration, and she decided to remain silent.

But then, unexpectedly, Xia Tian gave her the reins. "Choose for yourself."

A spark of excitement ignited in Qin Yueling's eyes. "Really?"

She eagerly stood up, her mind racing with possibilities as she envisioned her ideal scenery.

Meanwhile, Xia Tian leaned back, closed his eyes, and settled comfortably on the slope behind him.

A woman's nature is inherently inclined towards complaint.

Throughout her entire life, she becomes accustomed to incessantly receiving favors and having things done her own way.

As time goes by, she grows older and gradually becomes a detested presence, for her earlier recipients no longer show her any fondness or favoritism.

This is precisely why frustrated middle-aged women are avoided by others - it is not because they are frustrated with external factors, but rather with themselves.

Their existence becomes a constant cycle of complaints, transforming them into ungrateful individuals who are blind to the generosity they once enjoyed.

Yet, when circumstances change unfavorably for them, they morph into irritated "Karens," unleashing their frustrations upon those unfortunate enough to cross their path.

In the end, their entire world revolves fiercely around themselves - an state of solipsism where they cannot see beyond their own desires, needs, and grivenaces.

It's not that men are incapable of such behavior; in reality, every being in this world is primarily driven by self-interest.

We actively seek out things that align with our goals and beliefs while harboring disdain for anything contrary.

Take Xia Tian, for instance, who vehemently dislikes Ceilia because she fails to correspond with his aspirations.

However, at this very moment, he simply couldn't care less.

This is the essence of dynamic living beings: intricate and puzzling for those who struggle to comprehend, yet straightforward and uncomplicated for those who do.

At some point in life, playing games may seem meaningful to you, but suddenly it becomes senseless, leaving you wondering why people engage in such wasteful activities.

Now, envision yourself in your twenties. If you're embarking on a journey of self-discovery, every fellow traveler or individual taking a break from their chaotic lives to explore themselves would seem admirable and relatable.

However, fast forward five years later when you are fully focused on life, perhaps starting a business and knowing your purpose, those very same employees who quit to explore themselves would evoke a sense of disgust within you.

Often, we fail to fully grasp the reality that everything revolves around us. It's a concept that eludes us, yet our preferences and dislikes shape our world, causing ripple effects beyond our awareness.

Imagine this scenario: you date a stunningly beautiful girl, only to encounter setbacks and ultimate disappointment.

As life progresses, you begin to yearn for something deeper, something more profound than physical beauty.

Your heart begins to crave a soul that radiates kindness, regardless of the external appearance.

But let me unveil the truth to you - deep down, what you truly seek is to satisfy your emotional vulnerability and regain a sense of personal power.

You are just weak and pathetic, and want another weak and pathetic individual to surround yourself to justify your weakness, rather than actually working on it and gaining power for real.I think you should take a look at

The people you choose to surround yourself with hold significant impact on various aspects of your life. Their mindset and attitudes will inevitably affect the pursuit of your goals and shape your overall dynamic.

However, it is essential to exercise caution and not let others exert undue influence upon you.

It is often better to stand alone with your own aspirations, rather than allowing yourself to be surrounded by individuals whose goals and intentions may ultimately leave you feeling hollow from within.

This predicament arises due to the contradictory nature of your behavior, which goes against the fundamental principle that every being is inherently selfish and primarily driven by self-interest.

The primary catalyst for experiencing anger is the insidious barrier of obstruction.

When someone hinders your pursuits, a torrent of anger can surge through you, ranging from mild irritation to a blistering inferno, contingent upon the significance of your cherished aspirations.

Thus, whenever frustration flames within your soul, understand that someone is impeding your path to accomplishment. This obstruction must be swiftly obliterated, allowing you to forge ahead unimpeded.

Rather than attempting to suppress this fiery emotion, seek out its roots and mercilessly annihilate them. Unleash your inner warrior to confront and conquer the source of your anger, as if engaging in a battle for your very soul.

In a similar vein, recall the instance when Xia Tian ferociously annihilated his own daughter. She dared to stand as an obstacle to his aspirations, and thus met a swift and definitive end.

Now that his goals have been achieved, her existence holds no further consequence, and he nonchalantly forgets about her, until today.

Having meticulously molded Selene and others to his satisfaction, their loyalty remains unwavering despite the appearance of Ceilia. 

And when it comes to feeling sad, Xia Tian never experiences that overwhelming emotion.

The root cause of sadness lies in the presence of loss, a crushing weight that we carry in our hearts.

We are gripped by sadness when we believe we have been robbed of something dear to us.

But let us ask ourselves, do we ever truly possess anything in this vast tapestry called life?

From the very fabric of our existence to every particle that surrounds us, we have no real ownership, no tangible hold on anything.

It is this illusory sense of ownership that humans slowly develop over time, dragging them into the depths of sadness.

In truth, all we do is merely influence the course of things, like a gentle breeze shaping the trees.

We may wield power over weaker beings, dominating them, but it is a hollow victory, devoid of true ownership.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the landscape, Qin Yueling's eyes lit up with delight.

She had finally found the perfect mix of tranquility and peace.

Cherry blossom trees adorned the surroundings, their delicate pink petals gently fluttering in the breeze, creating a picturesque scene.

The ground beneath her feet was a vibrant shade of green, lush with life and vibrancy, while a few fluffy clouds adorned the otherwise serene sky.

Excitedly, she turned to Xia Tian for his opinion, only to be met with a smug and sarcastic remark about her "overly normal" choice.

Though used to his words, she couldn't resist rolling her eyes at his response.

Undeterred, she settled down beside him, her curiosity piqued about his other abilities.

When she asked what else he could do, he replied with a hint of mystery, "I can kill you in a thousand different ways in thousands of different universes and timelines," and shut her mouth.

Confused by his sudden intensity, she couldn't help but address. "Daddy, what have I done to offend you?" she asked, genuinely puzzled.

Xia Tian's reply was cryptic, his eyes gleaming, "You don't know?" he retorted.

"No, I don't," Ceilia shook her head, her lips curving into a playful smile. "And why are you behaving like us women? How am I supposed to know what I want if you don't say it out loud?" she chuckled, finding his nature both endearing and exasperating.

Ceilia, "Dealing with you is even harder than dealing with other women. Don't tell me you're trying to outplay them at their own games?"

Unbeknownst to her, her remark had struck a chord with Xia Tian, as it closely mirrored the truth of his actions.

However, the cunning old fox refused to give in to her inquiries.

Instead, he retorted with a sly grin, "So you women do realize that your behavior can be a bit...irritating, huh? You expect people to read your minds, be your loyal subjects, and fulfill your desires without even knowing them. Ever wonder why you act like that?"

Caught off guard by his unexpected analysis, Ceilia stared at him, momentarily speechless. 

She realized that every time he spoke, he somehow managed to roast her in one way or another, leaving her both amused and perplexed by this complex man before her.