Semua Bab Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Bab 481 - Bab 490

The young Taoist priest opened his mouth slightly. “Zen friend, I’d like to advise you—having spirits follow you for too long will harm your cultivation.”“I don’t cultivate,” Amelia replied casually, pulling Roadman No. 1 out of the deep, dark corridor with one hand.She would fulfill the wishes of the two children.She would see to it that the law punished this scum.And with some editing, the program’s recording would certainly be usable.The truth of what happened—She would let the world know!The young Taoist hesitated for a moment before running after her. “No way! Zen friend, with talent like yours, you’re not cultivating? What a waste! I’ve never seen a spirit willingly acknowledge a master before.”He eyed her with fascination. “And the thing clinging to you—is that a wraith infant? Why isn’t it harming you?”“Zen friend! Zen friend!”Amelia had no intention of responding. With a flick of her fingers, she struck his acupoint, freezing him in place.The young Taoist’s eyes wi

He stood up, pondering for a moment.Even the young Taoist priest was stunned. “Grandmaster, that… that is—”“The Pilgrimage of All Souls.” The silver-haired Master Cloudwalker gazed downstairs before suddenly chuckling. “Evil spirits transforming into holy spirits, capable of saving the world in times of crisis. Not bad! My disciple truly is a genius in cultivation!”The young Taoist was full of question marks. “Disciple? Grandmaster, that young lady just said she doesn’t practice cultivation!”Master Cloudwalker didn’t care. If he had set his mind on taking in a disciple, he would do whatever it took to make it happen!Downstairs, to maintain order, the operations team had already escorted some of the media out.At this moment, a few celebrities had also sobered up from the cold wind.Susanna opened her eyes and immediately grabbed her assistant’s arm. “Do PR damage control! Deny the abortion rumors—no matter the cost!”Her assistant winced in pain from her grip. “Lulu, the footage

At this moment… the operations team glanced at Amelia.Amelia smiled. "Master, I’m very sorry, but I already have a teacher.""You have a teacher?!" Master Cloudwalker instantly dropped his act. His thick white brows furrowed, and he looked like a grumpy old child. "Your formations don’t belong to any school, and you haven’t even grasped enlightenment! How could you possibly have a teacher?"Amelia lightly pressed against the protective coin in her palm. "I wasn’t interested, but I memorized some theories when the old man taught me."Hearing this, Master Cloudwalker deflated like a punctured balloon. "You really have a teacher?"Then, as if struck by a thought, he suddenly looked up. "Where is he? I want to discuss Zen with him!""I’ve searched for him too," Amelia said with a faint smile. "We’ll meet again when fate allows it."Master Cloudwalker couldn’t accept this blow."Disciple, give me a moment to process this."For the first time in his life, the head of Dragon Lake Mountain u

Saying that she could communicate with ghosts—Mia simply didn’t believe it!That girl had just learned a little medicine from the old lady. If anything, she was just fooling people. If she really understood Environmental Energy, then why hadn't she shown any of it back when they were in LA?Mia was so dismissive because she had already asked Jackson about it.Recently, Jackson had been doing well in New York, securing multiple construction projects thanks to his daughter.On the phone, he scoffed, “Her? Environmental Energy? She’s just a walking disaster! She couldn’t even pass her classes—what could she possibly know about Environmental Energy?”“You’re telling me that girl has come to New York too?” Jackson’s voice rose slightly, imitating the way people from New York spoke. “She actually dares to show up in front of you?”Things were different now. He and Mia were no longer who they used to be.Especially Mia—she was now rubbing shoulders with high society.Back when he was in L

"They all want to meet Miss Seven, but some of the remarks aren't very pleasant," Secretary Frank reported honestly. "Some people still believe that Miss Seven, coming from a small place, isn't qualified to attend their socialite banquet."Mr. Cromwell's eyes darkened. "Mr. Fisher just called too. He congratulated me, but his words carried the implication that Amelia would embarrass herself at the banquet.""Our Amelia isn’t interested in competing with them, yet they keep provoking her!"Suddenly, something occurred to Mr. Cromwell. "Go tell that white-lotus-turned-black-bellied kid from the Jenkins family about this.""Young Mr. Jenkins?" Secretary Frank asked tentatively.Mr. Cromwell nodded, looking very proud.In a few years, that boy would be taking Amelia away.He had to make sure the Jenkins family brat truly wanted to protect his granddaughter!Even he, an old man who had lived for decades, sometimes couldn’t see through that young man.At the Same TimeOnce everyone had fini