Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ultimate Husband: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

Evelyn stumped on her feet as she scoffed, “Want me to beg you? Just keep dreaming!” Hmph. Darryl shrugged. “It doesn’t really matter, go find someone else to refine the pill then. Goodbye.” Darryl turned and left with that. However, Circe stopped him when he almost reached the door. “Darryl, please don’t be mad. Evelyn really needs this pill,” pleaded Circe softly. Darryl laughed as he knew too much Yin energy would result in painful menstruation cramps and Evelyn would suffer terribly every month without the Yang Pill. Darryl was just messing with Evelyn but when he saw that she did not even speak up, he turned around and was prepared to leave. “I-I beg you on behalf of her, is that okay?” Circe panicked as she was afraid Darryl would leave. She bit her lips and pleaded softly, “I beg you on behalf of Evelyn. P-Please, help Evelyn to refine the pill.” Circe could never imagine herself saying that! She was usually as cold as ice, especially in front of men, yet she plead

On Elysian Island. Today, the island was livelier than usual with brightly lit lights and rows of disciples patrolling. Darryl’s acupoints were pressed by the monk and could not speak nor move. He was scared when he saw the monk bring him to the island. Did the Cult Master find out about his Ascension of the Nine Dragons mastery? Or did the Cult Master find out about Darryl’s affair with the Cult Mistress? Damn! His mind buzzed with the thought of that. The monk carried Darryl while avoiding those patrolling disciples to a room before gently knocking on the door. This… Isn’t this…room the Cult Mistress’s room? “Cult Mistress, he’s here,” announced the monk with a deep and powerful voice. “Hmph, come in.” A gentle voice was heard from within the room. The Monk carried Darryl into the room with her permission and dropped him on the floor before leaving. ‘Damn it, at least place me gentler!’ Darryl murmured as his body was sore from being thrown, but his eyes soon star

The Cult Master waved his sleeves as he walked toward the bed and sat beside, “I’m thrilled tonight, hence I came here to find you. Haha!” Ever since Monica married him at the island, the Cult Master had been treating her with so much love and care. He would satisfy anything she asked for as long it was not sexual, therefore the disciples treated her as if they were serving the Cult Master. Anyone caught disrespecting her might end up receiving the death penalty. However, Monica treated the Cult Master with no particular enthusiasm or coldness as she had never been truly happy ever since moving to the island. Monica poured him a cup of tea and gently blew on it before asking, “May I ask what made you so happy?” The Cult Master patted the empty space beside him and signaled for her to sit there before smilingly explained, “Darling, I found an interesting book written by the Thirteenth Cult Master during his spare time in the library.” “The book recorded a type of ventriloquism w

Heaven Cult’s island was very lively the next day! Many cultivators traveled from afar to celebrate the Cult Master’s birthday. The Heaven Cult was a powerful cult, hence many powerful people wanted to maintain their relations with this cult. Over a hundred tables were set up inside the main hall. All high-ranking cult members were present along with their guests as those seats were swiftly taken up. The Dragon Throne was placed at the very center of the hall as the Cult Master looked very impressive and majestically sitting on it while the Cult Mistress sat beside him. Monica was dressed in a faint purple long gown and exuded a sense of motherly beauty on top of her alluring and charming figure. Darryl was appointed as the Elder Master which was the highest rank in the hall right below the Cult Master and Mistress. He was seated on the first chair below both of them. Right below Darryl was the Four Guardian Kings. This was the first time Darryl had seen all of them gather

The Cult Master frowned as he looked closely in an attempt to differentiate the three of them and said, “This volume is sent to me by the Eternal Life Palace Sect. What’s wrong with it?” Other than its color, they seemed to look similar to each other. Darryl smiled. “May I please have your trust to look at the yellow volume?” Meanwhile, the Cult Master doubtfully handed the volume to him. After accepting the volume, Darryl touched the cover and could not help laughing out loud. He had to admit the replica was skillfully done. However, the paper used was obviously new. Darryl felt there was a slight bump below the cover page as he flipped through it. ‘There’s something hidden in here,’ he thought. Suddenly, he ripped the book apart! Ripped! Everyone in the hall stared in disbelief as they held onto their breath from watching him! ‘What!? He… He ripped the volume apart!?’ The White Tiger could not stand it any longer as he jumped up and glared at Darryl. “Elder Mas