All Chapters of Master of Life and Death: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

But Serena's smile never faded away. Instead, she replied lightly, "Can you please shut up, Cyndi? When you talk, you'll just end up showing how dumb you actually are. Seriously, I feel so much smarter whenever I hear you speak."I have no idea where you got your confidence from, really. Are you acting all high and mighty before me simply because you're from the itty bitty titty gang?""You… You little…" Cyndi couldn't even utter a single response in the face of Serena's mocking words."You what? You're definitely not your mom's biological daughter, that's for sure. How is it possible for her to give birth to a hog like you?"I heard that when your mom took you on a shopping trip, everyone else would ask her, 'How much is it for that pet pig of yours, ma'am?'"So, why are you being haughty in front of me anyway? Is it because you got the animal rights group to back you up, no matter what?"Cyndi was on the verge of having a heart attack at this point. The guests around her were

Serena blatantly ignored Cyndi's apology. Instead, she just gazed at Cyrus."I used to have high hopes for you out of everyone in the third generation of the Landons. At the very least, your talent isn't something that Justin the idiot can easily surpass. It's a shame that you're a pretentious phony."It's difficult for pretentious people to achieve success in life. I've thrived in society for many years, and I've already garnered all sorts of experience in life. You still have a long way to go if you really want to convince me with your acting. You'd better watch out for yourself in the future."After Serena was done speaking, she strode through the front door with Cassian and her parents.Cyrus remained rooted to the spot. He kept staring at Serena's silhouette, though a cold glint was now present in his eyes."What the hell? How dare she call me an idiot! Who does she think she is?" Justin yelled angrily.Cyrus then looked at Cyndi. This time, he asked tenderly, "Does it hurt,

When Cassian laid his eyes on Edgar, he knew right away that the latter's success didn't come to him by luck. At the same time, he noticed the people flanking Edgar.On Edgar's left was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He looked quite similar to Edgar, though he was clad in a suit and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked quite gentle and refined, to say the least.Cassian made a wild guess on the spot. That refined man must be Serena's second uncle, Winston.As for the man on Edgar's right, it was an elderly man in a gray robe. He kept sweeping his gaze across the guests in the villa, his eyes sharp as a hawk's.Cassian could sense a terrifying air coming from the elderly man. That man was definitely a skilled fighter.Coincidentally, Serena's voice drifted into his ear at that moment."The man on Grandpa's left is Uncle Winston, while the old codger on the right is Sergio Land. You have to be careful of him, Cassian. He's very powerful. I have a feeling that he's even stro

Not only that, but Astral Beads had the ability to turn the tide in the wearer's favor when they were met with misfortune. If they encountered any challenges, the Astral Beads could help them overcome said challenges very easily too, with a boost in luck."How did you get your hands on such a precious treasure?" Edgar asked instantly.Even if one had money, it'd still be impossible for them to obtain an Astral Bead. After all, it was their affinity with the Bardoran Order that determined whether or not they could even get to see an Astral Bead in person."This is all a huge coincidence. You know the Abbey of the Silent Spirit, the most popular location in Southeast Charmya? Well, I went there to pray for your health at the start of this month. There, I happened to chance upon a monk."That monk must be in his 70s by now. His face was covered with wrinkles, and he looked quite ragged. The robes he wore were a little different from the robes monks wore."I took pity on him, so I off

Since ancient times, those who were crowned as the "saint" of something were all legendary figures. A few examples would be Corvinus, the Saint of Philosophy; Lucaros, the Saint of Wine; Eldric, the Saint of Poems; Zandros, the Saint of Medicine; Wynric, the Saint of Script; Garron, the Saint of War; and Phaedric, the Saint of the Sword.All of the saints above were legendary characters whose tales were passed down generation by generation. At the same time, they were the cream of the crop in their respective areas."Ambrose, I didn't expect that you'd be able to procure a real artwork produced by Callis, the Saint of Brush. To think that it's also a painting featuring the God of Wisdom, too! You really are amazing!" Winston exclaimed in surprise.Everyone knew that Callis painted everything, though he was a master in painting anything related to the Bardoran Order, the supernatural elements involving spirits and deities, as well as humanoid characters. One could say that this paint