Aria's eyes darkened as she recalled the unsettling events since her arrival. Meanwhile, the Krowonians in the laboratory were driven to the brink of madness by fear.Aria urgently needed to get Bree out of the laboratory. Bree was in critical condition, teetering on the edge of death from severe blood loss. However, Bree was frightened of Aria because of her white coat and wanted to flee.Aria gently grasped Bree's hand and spoke in a soothing tone. "Your elder sister and mother sent me to rescue you. They are very worried about you."Bree's eyes widened with desperation as she clung to Aria. Noticing that Bree could only whimper, Aria realized she had lost her ability to speak.After a brief pause, Aria asked, "Did you see anyone not wearing a white coat besides the Krowonian soldiers? Nod if you did."Bree hesitated as she sifted through her memories.Just then, Nyx appeared with Riley behind him. "Ms. Carver, we're running out of time."When Bree saw Riley, she gripped onto
After Nyx led Bree away, Aria checked the time on the laboratory clock before picking up an iron rod.As she ventured deeper into the corridor, the metallic tang of blood grew stronger.Riley, visibly shaken, called out to Aria with each step, but she ignored him, her gaze fixed ahead. She flicked on the light switch and said, "Just as I suspected, it's an Eight Trigrams Manifestation."From the moment she arrived, Aria had found the laboratory's layout unusual. It was circular on the outside, with energy converging at a single point. The paintings on the walls were deliberately placed, and the terrain was uneven.Determining the lowest point of the terrain wasn't difficult for Aria. After pouring a solution from a wooden rack and following its path, she discovered a well not far off. Although the water was collecting on the surface, it trapped souls beneath.Aria raised her eyebrows. This was it.Riley grabbed her hand. "Are we really going over there? It looks so scary.""It
Aria chuckled when she heard that. "God's blessing?""I'll overlook your ignorance," Riley replied, her tone cold. "Perhaps you're unaware of my origins. I am a vessel of God from Krowo. People revere me, praying for blessings and peace. And I possess the power to bestow it."She raised her left hand slightly as she spoke, causing the devices around her to lift into the air. Her long hair flowed as if stirred by an unseen breeze, glowing with a soft light.At the same time, Barron, who was drinking with Viktor, seemed to have sensed something amiss and shot up from his seat.Riley! Something happened to Riley!However, Viktor didn't believe anyone in the Carver family could pose a real threat to Riley. He assumed she was simply displeased with the latest batch of children he provided.After straightening his clothes, Viktor said, "You guys keep Mr. Carver Senior company. I'll be back soon."Barron quickly stood up and wanted to stop him. He knew Aria had been discovered, and it
"You're just a Krowonian doll, yet you claim to be a god?" Aria lifted the iron rod, her voice laced with disdain. "I'm sorry, but our mythology textbooks must not align. I don't play with dolls, and I definitely won't be a slave you cherish."Just one question—are you going to spit out the spirits you've swallowed, or do I have to force them out of you?"As she spoke, Aria bit her finger and smeared her blood across the iron rod, imbuing it with her energy.Riley narrowed her eyes at Aria's defiance. Pure malice ignited in her gaze, the resentment palpable."You Farshyans are clueless. Since you won't submit, you can stay and keep me company. Your body is much more suitable for me. The blood of a cultivator has a sweeter scent."Riley licked her lips before she suddenly vanished.She wasn't just a lingering soul—once she left a body, it would decay immediately. The little boy's form from earlier was nothing more than a discarded shell.The entire laboratory echoed with Riley's
A tall figure emerged from the blood mist, standing unaffected by the malevolent spirits that swirled around him.The spirits couldn't even approach him; they recoiled as if repelled by an invisible force. It wasn't due to any protective charm—his very presence instilled fear in all souls.Aria's fuzzy mind cleared up. Not only did the annoying chanting disappear, but the spirits under Riley's control also stopped in their tracks. Though their eyes remained bloodshot and their forms grotesque, they averted their gaze upon seeing the newcomer, even parting to create a path for him.The tall, lean man wore a pure black wool coat. As he moved forward, his graceful, gentlemanly demeanor was reminiscent of a businessman from Ludwiten, perhaps one educated abroad, with a touch of 19th-century elegance.His face, handsome yet cold, was unmistakable. Only Aria's fiancé could possess such a complex spiritual presence.However, it seemed that the version of him 100 years ago didn't have s
The phenomenon known as Hundred Ghosts Weeping usually emerged during times of war when countless ordinary lives were lost. These spirits harbored numerous unfulfilled desires and grievances, making it nearly impossible to resolve the situation. Spirits who had died unnaturally couldn't be exorcised by force.However, Tobias had reassured Aria that Hundred Ghosts Weeping wouldn't appear in times of peace, as the natural cycle of life and death generally prevented such occurrences.Aria once asked Tobias what she should do if she ever encountered one, and Tobias had been blunt—she should run as fast as possible. There was no shame in fleeing when faced with a hundred spirits.Aria looked up and saw Riley hovering mid-air, nearly driven mad, with no intention of running. Riley had summoned the spirits of Farshya, exploiting their grievances against Aria.Aria narrowed her eyes. This was the first time she felt like killing a God.Riley wasn't entirely lying, though. In Krowo, wood
Riley was considered bad luck after the upheavals in Krowo, but she was still an irreplaceable God in her fanatic followers' eyes.They worshipped her, while many influential figures wanted to revive her so that they could use her power to achieve their goals. Riley didn't fear any cultivators either.However, who exactly was the man before her? Why wasn't he affected when her most vengeful long hair pierced into his arm?Plus, why were the dead souls so afraid of him that they returned to the Netherrealm? They didn't even dare to fight with him once when Riley had struck an agreement with them.Riley couldn't understand as things had spiraled out of her expectations. She never expected to meet someone who could hurt her one day.She had experienced Krowo's ups and downs before the Regal family brought her to Farshya. She couldn't just disappear into thin air like this!Riley rolled her eyes, deep in thought. "Perhaps you want a brand-new body. This woman isn't bad! I can give he
Aria wondered if Landon knew of his image a century ago. Aria had a small smile. "I think we're more matched in the future.""It seems like I'll really have to take action." Smiling, Landon moved forward and came in front of Aria.His movements were so swift that even Aria reacted. His fingertips were already pinching her jaw.In the darkness, Landon, clad in a blood-red robe, lowered his gaze. Despite being in such an environment, he still had the most refreshing fragrance on him—sandalwood. "Relax. I'll be gen—"Before Landon could say the word gentle, Aria had already sealed off his colorless lips. She placed her hands on his waist, seemingly even more adept than him.The sudden tenderness caused Landon to forget what he wanted to do afterward. His deep eyes, which were usually devoid of emotion, showed surprise. Even the spirits under the ancient well were shuddering. Some of them didn't dare to show themselves, while the others managed to catch a glimpse.They were sur
Aria had once told Sam to avoid chaos if he could—but she'd also said that when desperation knocked, rules could bend.Now was one of those moments.Sam hesitated only briefly before diving in.He had to know who was behind this. Who kept targeting Aria? Who was pulling the strings in the dark? And once Sam decided on something, there was no turning back.Without Aria by his side, he breached the system, knowing full well the other side had already alerted the police.The firewall he faced wasn't just tough—it was nearly impenetrable. It filtered everything, controlling access with surgical precision. But Sam wasn't interested in the broader network. He narrowed his focus and cut straight to the source, filtering out all the noise to lock onto the actual IP.The auction raged on aboveground. The man behind the screen, confident in his usual routine, remained calm and unaware that the mask he'd worn for years was finally slipping. He'd always stayed out of sight, appearing only
While Aria discreetly signaled to move, the auction hall was buzzing with excitement. Laughter echoed, wine glasses clinked, and the room pulsed with greed.Sasha's voice came through the mic, smooth and cheerful. "While everyone's enjoying themselves, let's welcome our latest arrival of the evening."She glanced at the man beside her—her bodyguard—who immediately stiffened under her gaze.To the crowd, it looked like he was escorting Aria to the stage under control. In truth, Aria's hand was already pressed lightly against his chest, right over a poisoned pressure point. He knew better than to resist—he'd seen what she was capable of.And she'd made her warning crystal clear—if she was exposed or captured, he wouldn't live to see morning.The guests didn't notice a thing. All eyes were on Aria, their expressions hungry. They saw value in her—fresh, young, healthy. To them, she wasn't a person. She was premium merchandise.She was brought to stand beside a young woman who had alr
Eamon and Waymond had just been thrown out of the Chamber of Commerce. Waymond's face was flushed with fury, his eyes red. "Eamon, why didn't you let me speak earlier? Mr. Lincoln was being unreasonable!"Eamon, ever perceptive, shook his head. "Mr. Lincoln's been bribed. He was never going to take our side."Wise and strategic, Eamon had always been top of his class—but now, he was even sharper when it came to reading a room."I'm guessing Aria found something during her investigation that made them nervous," he continued. "Durand couldn't have controlled Lincoln on his own. There's more to it."Waymond frowned, still struggling to piece things together. "But who could bribe Mr. Lincoln? Not even the mayor has that kind of sway. He's—""What if it's someone from the state?" Eamon cut in, eyes flicking back toward the building. "We need to tell Dad. There's no point in staying here, but there is someone we can talk to.""Who?" Waymond asked quickly. "Lucas Murray—the new secr
Durand's expression darkened; Eamon was right. Amos and the official from the state had originally wanted to work with the Grishams, especially Eamon. That was why they used the Fitzroys as a bridge to approach him. Unfortunately, Magdalene had failed to establish any rapport with the Grishams.Instead, she kept criticizing Eamon, claiming he followed Laura's every word, and insisted they had plenty of ways to manipulate the Grishams. In the end, the divorce erupted into a scandal, and the entire Fitzroy family was imprisoned.Ironically, Eamon's actions only impressed the state official more. Durand had even heard Amos say that their leader hoped Eamon would continue working with them as his involvement would ensure their plans progressed smoothly.That knowledge burned Durand with frustration. No matter what he did, he could never measure up to Eamon."It looks like you still haven't grasped the situation, Mr. Grishman. Mr. Grisham Senior has begged everyone, but where did it le
"I'm happy to take over the Grishams' responsibilities," Durand said.Waymond scoffed coldly. "You're not worthy of it.""Mr. Lincoln, it seems someone's not too happy with you."Durand, dressed like a gentleman as always, adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "Waymond, you've been in this business long enough to know how things work. The Grishams have gained a lot over the years. It's not up to you to decide whether to hold on to it."Leonardo stood, trying to ease the tension. "There's no point in arguing. Let's settle this the traditional way—with an anonymous vote. Everyone, write down whether you think the Grishams should step down. Let the vote speak for itself. That way, it'll be fair."He instructed someone to bring in a box, paper, and pens. Each member was handed a set. It was more for show than anything else; everyone already knew how the vote would go.Eamon saw right through their performance, his gaze turning cold as he sat silently. The votes were quickly cast an
"Mr. Grisham, how long your niece stays locked up isn't up to us—it depends on the severity of her crime," Durand said. "As a member of the Chamber of Commerce, you should understand how serious the situation she's stirred up really is. Haven't you read any of the online news?"People are now hoping the Grisham family goes bankrupt. They're even demanding that we, the Chamber, investigate this matter ourselves!"His words made those who had previously wanted to side with the Grishams start to hesitate. With the Draycotts and Fitzroys already doomed, the Grishams had seemed like the next best option. But no one had expected Aria to make such a critical mistake.Public sentiment had turned sharply. The Chamber of Commerce was now being blamed for enabling an economic disaster. What angered the public most was Aria's carefully crafted image. If she'd shown her true colors from the start, they might have ignored her. But pretending to be righteous, only to betray the common people—that w
Dave smiled, clearly enjoying the desperation on Lewis' face. "Also, you won't be getting any more orders. Your supervisor is going to help us delete every report you've ever submitted. What a shame, Lewis. You risked your life on the front lines, only for someone else to reap the rewards behind your back. If I were you, I'd stop being so loyal. Wouldn't it be better to join us?"He was trying to manipulate Lewis, planting doubt and betrayal like poison. As Aria listened, her fists clenched slowly. Nothing crushed a person's spirit more than destroying their belief in what they stood for. They had exposed Lewis on purpose—to break his faith in the uniform he wore.The masked clients settled back into their seats, returning to their arrogant ease. They were reminded that they were above the law within these walls. No one from the outside could enter the premises, and if someone did, they wouldn't leave intact.These people had powerful connections. To them, the undercover cop was a
Aside from Aria, who had initially refused the food, everything had seemed normal to Stephanie. After all, Aria eventually accepted a drink, and nothing else appeared out of the ordinary.But the more Stephanie thought about it, the deeper her frown became. A sense of unease crept in, and she instinctively lowered her microphone, ready to rush to the basement to check things for herself. Seeing her reaction, the wealthy clients began to panic.The woman in the fox mask stood up, clutching her bag tightly, and made for the exit. She feared she would actually be arrested if she stayed any longer. She had no intention of ending up in jail just for attending an auction, especially one like this. Most importantly, she couldn't afford to have her reputation tarnished.Like her, the rest of the crowd shared the same instinct—flee.Meanwhile, Aria narrowed her eyes as she subdued a bodyguard with one hand. She maintained firm but measured pressure with her left hand, ready to act the moment
When Sasha heard the man mention the rare gem, her eyes narrowed slightly. Very few people knew about it. Only Dave and a handful of higher-ups were aware. She immediately wondered who had leaked the news.But the man's words had already ignited excitement across the auction floor."What? A rare gem?""It's been ages since we've seen one! I can't believe there's actually one today!"To these people, a rare gem referred to someone whose body was considered exceptionally valuable, blessed with natural fortune, vitality, and unmatched physical condition. It was believed that such a person couldn't fully harness the luck they were born with. But if someone else could acquire it...Not only could they preserve their youth and beauty, but their careers and fortunes could be transformed. The idea sent a thrill through the room, and their greed quickly became impossible to hide.Sasha realized the situation was slipping out of her control. She reached for her communicator to contact Dave,