Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Cultivator's Revenge: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

"Someone who can give you a future, or take what's left of your past. The choice is yours, Deputy Regent."With that sentence left hanging in the air—both a promise and a threat—Rayden rose from his seat.He did not wait for an answer.With a brief, sharp nod of feigned respect, he turned and strode out of the tea pavilion, leaving the deputy regent alone in a silence that was now deafening. Kara remained frozen in her wheelchair, her trembling hands still gripping its arms. The offer, the diagnosis, her own unanswered question—it all spun in her mind like a vortex. For the first time in years, an impossible flicker of hope had infiltrated her frozen heart, but that hope came with a price she might not be able to pay. The mysterious man had given her a key, but that key might only unlock one cage to trap her in another.***While a deceptive tranquility settled over the teahouse on the city's outskirts, the heart of Malora's power, the Moyes Family Residence, was in the throes of a st

"Very well! But if you fail, your life is the price!"Ardi Moyes's threat echoed in the silent corridor, the last roar of a wounded lion. The two Grandmaster-level guards, who had been standing rigidly before the door, exchanged a look, then reluctantly stepped aside, their powerful auras wavering before Rayden's unshakable calm.The heavy teakwood doors swung open without a sound, revealing the scene within. The air in the room was heavy and suffocating. The sharp scent of rare medicinal herbs mingled with the sterile, antiseptic smell of various modern medical devices blinking in the corner. But beneath it all, there was another, fainter scent—a sweet, foul odor, the smell of life slowly rotting from the inside.In the center of the room, on a mahogany bed adorned with dragon carvings, lay the figure of the Grand Elder of the Moyes clan. His wrinkled skin was a sallow, blackish pale, like old parchment stained with ink. His eyes were closed and sunken, and his chest rose and fell in

The council room door was thrown open violently. Ardi Moyes emerged, his face looking ten years older than it had thirty minutes ago. The dark circles under his eyes spoke of the exhausting civil war he had just won. Yet, his eyes now burned with a firm resolve."Agreed! We agree to all your terms. Now, save my father!"Rayden, who had been waiting in the corridor with the patience of a hunter, merely gave a short nod. He wasted no time celebrating his victory. He walked back into the elder's chambers, his steps steady and purposeful."Empty this room," he commanded Ardi, his voice leaving no room for debate. "I want no disturbances whatsoever. Your experts, your family, everyone out. Just me and the patient."Ardi hesitated for a second, but Rayden's cold gaze made him nod in compliance. He ordered everyone out, including Brama, who glared at Rayden with unconcealed hatred before slamming the door behind him.Now, the room was silent. Only the faint beep of the heart monitor and the

"Ray… you did it!"The whisper escaped Mireya's lips as Rayden stepped into her apartment. Her voice was filled with a relief so profound it was as if she had been holding her breath for twelve solid hours. She had been waiting anxiously ever since he'd left for the Moyes Residence, every minute feeling like an hour, her mind filled with the worst-case scenarios.Rayden looked at her, and for the first time, the cold mask of Mr. Kartadewa had completely vanished. All that was left was Rayden. His face was pale, showing a profound exhaustion, both physical and mental. The spiritual battle to heal the Moyes Elder had drained his energy to its very limit. He gave a small nod, too tired to speak, then walked past her, heading directly for the only destination on his mind.The door to Raelyn's room opened without a sound.Mireya followed, standing in the doorway, not wanting to intrude. The atmosphere in this simple apartment was a stark contrast to the cold grandeur of the Moyes Residence

The message from Kara was displayed on the screen of Rayden's communication device, every word pulsing with raw panic and desperation.[Mr. Kartadewa, I know this is not part of our agreement. But my best friend is in danger. I'm begging you, save her.]Mireya, standing beside Rayden, read the message with bated breath. "Alesia Hayes in Zoho City," she whispered anxiously. "Ray, that's the Andreas family's territory. One of the strongest cultivator families in the province. This is too dangerous, even for you."Rayden didn't answer immediately. His eyes stared blankly at the message, but his mind was working at lightning speed. He didn't see a naive plea for help. He saw an unexpected move on a much larger board.Saving Alesia Hayes wasn't just about helping the friend of a woman he'd just met.It was an investment.By saving Alesia, he would place the brilliant Kara Kalderis in his debt—a debt of life, far more binding than any business deal. Furthermore, it gave him the perfect pret