บททั้งหมดของ My Seven Gorgeous Women: บทที่ 2231 - บทที่ 2240

Now, Enid was even more eager to see Chase's performance.Lisa, who was putting all her effort into producing her Divine Veins, felt like breaking down and crying at this moment. Just like Yara and Willow before her, she was now reliving the years of her past.Her father, mother, and other family members—grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters… Each beloved face appeared one by one, all so real and dear. They were faces Lisa hadn't allowed herself to remember for a long time.The Poison Dragon's massacre had been too brutal. She could not bear to recall that carnage. This was psychological self-preservation.She feared that remembering would make her lose her sanity and sense of control. Hence, these memories had always remained buried in the deepest recesses of her heart. Through its intricate ancient runes, the Divine Blood Stone Wall broke down everyone's mental defenses to help them find their path of cultivation.This was unavoidable for anyone who came to comprehen

Was the Dark and Light Sacred Hall about to welcome a new master? Would this world's centuries-old division finally end with this unremarkable brute?They stared at Walter's thick, black body, feeling bewildered. This crude beast had none of the mysterious aura befitting the Dark and Light Order of the Path. How could he possibly be worthy?Everyone felt a surge of indignation.Under the Divine Blood Stone Wall's influence, Walter was now reviewing his several centuries of life as a monster.In the beginning, he had been a small snake abandoned by his mother. His natural black-and-white coloration made him stand out starkly among his siblings and clan members. He was so pathetically weak as well.Every hunt, he brought back the least, though calling it 'least' was generous. The truth was he caught absolutely nothing.His two heads constantly bickered and fought with each other, leaving him battered and bruised.During hunts, each head did its own thing—one darting east, the othe

Walter ultimately produced eight Divine Veins. Unlike others, his Divine Veins displayed primarily black and white, with additional traces of red, white, yellow, green, and gray.His Divine Vein radiance shimmered with dazzling colors while maintaining its black and white foundation. It was absolutely captivating."Eight... It's actually eight!" Lawrence was momentarily stunned.The founding patriarch of the Divine Blood Sect had produced eight as well! Then, there was the previous sect master, Invincible Divine Blood, Jorge, with seven.He realized that Walter, having produced eight Divine Veins, would definitely claim first place in this comprehension trial. His bet with Enid had been on Chase versus Yara. Since neither had guessed correctly, would this not count as a draw?He would not have to pay up, after all! What wonderful news! The heavens had not abandoned him!With this thought, his face lit up. "Enid, looks like we both misjudged. This bet's a draw, right? Nobody has t

The Divine Blood Sect had advantages here due to their founder's and predecessors' experience. Plus, their techniques naturally complemented the stone wall, making it more suitable for their disciples' comprehension.If Chase's group knew people from the Dark or Light Divine Holy Lands and could access their respective Divine Vein-producing treasures, now that would be truly eye-opening.Lawrence now stood before the Dark Divine Holy Land's palace gates with a purpose in mind. He had just realized that if something went wrong during Chase's comprehension, he would definitely win the bet. Hence, he thought of the Dark Divine Holy Land, where he had a close friend.This person was someone no one would expect—the Green Seal Lady, Eva.The story of their connection always made him nostalgic. He had been lucky years ago during wilderness training when he encountered Eva suffering from energy deviation. She was barely clothed and surrounded by bandits.Normally, she could have killed su

Lawrence knew the layout by heart and headed straight to Eva's chambers without needing a guide.Upon entering, he saw Eva in the pavilion at the pool's center, draped in sheer silk as she reclined on a daybed and ate grapes peeled by servants. Two similarly dressed attendants fanned her gently.Though cultivators could control their hunger and body temperature at will, Eva craved this luxurious sensation. It was an obsession rooted in her mortal childhood.Back then, she was merely the daughter of a mistress in the prominent Cork family. Unloved by her parents and ignored by her grandparents, she was treated as an ordinary servant. She ranked even below the personal attendants of the family's elites.After all, she was just the result of the second son's drunken liaison with an unfortunate maid.Had she been a boy, her name might have made it to the family registry. Coupled with her cultivation talent, she could have become one of the pillars of the family. Unfortunately, she was