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"I'll fight him. I'll make him pay, even if it kills me." "Dad, stop." I glanced at the full moon rising outside. "It's time. The little 'gift' I left Liam is about to expire. He'll come crawling back soon enough. With our money and our dignity." It had been exactly fourteen days since I left Silverclaw. The flawed formula Chloe was now using was a time bomb. And the clock had just run out. Marcus didn't understand. But I knew. The imitation "Serenity" I'd left behind was only stable for fourteen days.

“You used me. You used my loyalty to manipulate Kael. You—” “I didn’t want this for you,” Varis interrupted, his tone softer now, as if attempting to justify his actions. “But the truth is... the empire needs you both. Together. You are bound by more than just the Soul-Oath. You have a future—one that I can help you shape. A future where the empire doesn’t fall apart. Where peace reigns.”

King Chu shook his head; he and We Yan had already discussed this, but We Yan’s answer hadn’t put his mind at ease. “We Yan did become a member of a power on the Mainland, but he didn’t tell me which one. And there is an empire that holds sway over our hundred kingdoms—yet we’ve never met a single person from that empire except for We Yan!” He explained everything to General Ning; as General Ning heard all this from the king, his expression grew very somber. Even the glass in his hand shattered upon hearing this information, which was so painful to him.

The image won’t leave. “Madame, we have arrived,” the driver said in a soft French accent, stepping out of the vehicle. I swallowed hard as my eyes lifted. The Palais D’Or ballroom glowed under night skylines, masked guests drifting in and out like ghosts dressed in gold and silk. Caspian Ventura. That greedy old monster. I am glad his son, Zavier, isn’t here tonight, which makes killing Caspian Ventura easier than I planned. “Are you ready?” Kael’s voice came through my earpiece.

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

The White-Robed Emperor stared at the endless golden sea of thunder. "The time limit of a hundred years is up. It's time for him to come out." A young man in white appeared and spoke in a slightly old-fashioned manner. This was the new body of Xuan Tianzong in this world, the former ancestor of all immortals. His strength had not yet recovered, and he had been in seclusion. Only Mu Tianyang knew his whereabouts. "Greetings, Master Devil!" The White-Robed Emperor and his wife bowed. While they were talking, the ten figures guarding the sea of thunder like Devils suddenly moved slowly. They no longer sat cross-legged and slowly stood up.

Looking at the glass window where I could see the seemingly endless sea of stars outside, I could not help but question myself if I could find Fayalite in this vast land. I could not even sense her presence in this place so there was a possibility that she was not here at all. And the fact that I could not seek help from other immortals made me see myself as a pitiful and hopeless one. My family… my entire clan were gone in just one night. Fayalite was all I had now so I must find her as soon as possible before the Silver Fox clan would see her. “Here.” I shifted my attention back to the door and saw Lansford throw some clothes on the bed.

"And these paths are poorly maintained. A waste of an afternoon." "They have giant tortoises here," I say, trying to ignore him. "Over a hundred years old." "Captive reptiles. Fascinating," he draws out the word with heavy sarcasm. I stop in my tracks. "You don't have to stay if you're so miserable." "I'm not miserable. I’m being realistic. This is a tourist trap, Isabella. You’re letting the 'experience' blind you to the lack of utility." "Utility?" I laugh, the sound sharp and bitter. "Of course. How could I forget? Everything with you is a transaction. A favor. You’re doing me a 'favor' by existing in the same space."

the man replied. Xisuthra was the right-hand man of the Emperor and was the only one fit to deliver news and come close to the Emperor when he was working. "Bad news?" Asalan asked. What could the bad news be? Since Asalan took over from his father when he died, things have been relatively peaceful. The stronger neighbourhood country, Iduivacan, had stopped surprise attacks on them since he promised his daughter Ninsab Enlim as a wife to the prince of the neighbouring kingdom.

“It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.” Mauve rolled her eyes. “And what does that have to do with me?” “I said, questions later.” His tone snapped like a whip. He continued, “It began with the First One—Arnold Dein. Descendant of Earth. No one knows why he was chosen, but when his gifts manifested, he opened the portal to Elite. From him, the monarchy began. Each ruler is a descendant of Earth, marked by abilities. There have been seventeen so far, Mauve. You are to be the eighteenth.”