Avatar Zhao Novels & Stories

They gave off a weird vibe though. “A visit from the Captain himself,” Robert said, stroking the man’s ego. “You are a lucky son of a bitch to have such trouble in our town and live to tell about it. To walk away from it, no less,” Huang said. Zhao said something I didn’t understand under his breath and Huang huffed, then stormed out, clearly pissed. “Aleksey may I speak freely,” Zhao said, flicking his head at Alex. “I am a Reznikov too I’ll have you know,” she said, crossing her legs and sitting up straight. Her little belly stuck out and it made me smile. I wished our father could see it.

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

The lively guy stops shaking their hands like he was taken aback from a sudden question, and continues, "Ah, I forgot, they called me Zhi, not an alphabet letter 'Z' but 'Z-h-i', I'm Zhi. Nice to meet you, hope you will take care of me." Because of his jolly character, the atmosphere becomes one too. He has black long hair in a shoulder level for a boy, a neat small braid on his left side is tied to the back along with a knot. His fringe has an orange highlight that makes it even more beautiful. His looks are quite feminine, a pretty boy. He was also not so tall, and a guy expert in bow weapon in a moment of fighting awhile ago.

"A Zhao.." Lin Zhao who was sitting at the edge of the river, heard a voice called out her name. She knew whose voice it was but she didn't turned her head nor she replied. Lin Zhao just sat there, hugging her knees while staring at the clear water and the fishes that were swimming around back and forth.

CHAPTER ONE What a day! Chava Maurice, a young and beautiful young lady, slim and average in height who worked as a fashion consultant in one of the fashion homes in Losantiville dropped on her bed, with each pair of her burgundy shoes here and there. She had had a hectic day and all she dreamt of was a good bath, a good meal, and a good sleep. It was already past 7 P.M. and thankfully the next day was Saturday. She had drifted to sleep a little bit before her phone rang. After blindly rummaging through her handbag for a while without finding anything, she sat up and carried out a proper search but by the time she found the phone, the call had ended. She stared at the foreign number that had

Their Zhao ancestors should be able to resurrect. "She is my classmate," Zhao Xiaowan said, raising her eyebrows with a hint of contempt. Zhao's father is in a better mood. It's a lot simpler to do things now that she's a classmate. Mr. King’s mind was rather deep, dim, and a little cold, as if to see Zhao's father's thinking. "An Taotao, you come to me," he said. At this point, she has three eyes together, looking at An Taotao, and she can no longer bear the strain, so she took a little step towards Mr. King.

“Everything is fine. Please don’t worry.” “We will leave in a day for Phantoria.” Zahir said. Zahir had black eyes and hairs too, but he had white highlights at the tips of his relatively short hair. He had a right eyebrow piercing. He had a light moustache and coolly shaped beards. He was well built, tall, and very intuitive. He wore similar normal clothes like Amor's but he kept his shirt’s buttons loose, revealing half of his bare chest. Even the sleeves of his cream shirt were folded up, creased on his biceps.

"Then it's my turn, Hope Balder, brother of the legend Elizabeth, Avatar of rank E, but evaluated with a potential of rank D, I am a hero and probably the strongest in physical power here. With me, victory is assured!" He looked proudly at his audience, most looking annoyed. "What a good talker... I am Cid, but for you all it's Barron, I don't have time to say anything about me or my power, whatever will come to me, I'll crush it." They looked at him while sighing, Eryl amused. "I think it's good like this. Then it's only left you, Sir Carper." "... I know, I am Anesidora, Dora for 4 people but Mister Carper for the others, E-Rank Avatar... Shaman."

Frowning, Ah Yin scoffed, "More than tens of thousands of years, why? Am I too young to fight?" "That's not what I meant," Zhao shook his head, "I'm Zhao Wuji, an assault-type beast spirit master. My Martial Soul is Vigorous Vajra Bear and I'm a Rank 41 spirit ancestor..." Zhao Wuji mumbled the last part. He was already 21 years old and only then did he reach such a stage but the girl in front of him looked no older than 16! "And these people?" Ah Yin looked at the remaining three. "My name is Xiao Jun, an assault-type beast spirit master. My Martial Soul is Hell's Dog and I'm a rank 40 Spirit Elder." Jun'er introduced herself.

Zhi Rou smiled inwardly, “Ah… my dear husband is Zhao Yuan Rui and our son, he named Zhao Shaotian after his father.” Mr Zhao nodded his head and looked away. This was too much, and the child was named after him as well. His heart was beating fast with all the conflicting emotions from his conversation with her. His phone suddenly rang. He felt relieved when he saw it was his assistant who was waiting in the car for him. He looked at Zhi Rou smiling apologetically, “Mrs Zhao, I’ll be off, it’s my wife, I think I’ve been too long out of the house.”