The Perverted Evil Cultivator Novels & Stories

According to the innkeeper's explanation, the existence of evil spirits in the cultivator's world was common and the woman in the red dress on the second floor was one of them. Although it is well known in general, the appearance of evil spirits often makes cultivators helter with fear. Because, if a cultivator's cultivation level was below that of an evil spirit, then that cultivator would only end up becoming food for soul-eating evil spirits. Meanwhile, the souls of people who are sucked in by evil spirits will not be able to find a way of reincarnation.

He turned to Norval and gave him one last chance to back out, knowing well enough that Norval would never take the offer. “Before I finish this, I have one more question to ask you. How could you anticipate all of my attacks? Did you employ some sort of elixir that enabled you to read my thoughts?” He inquired. Norval was speechless, his hand twitching a little as he stared blankly. “Well, since I can't use it anymore, I might as well tell you,” he ultimately concluded." You see, I've read the full text of the Yulcites' Holy Book, which you all employ as a grimoire. I'm aware that the book is divided into six chapters, each of which is based on natural components. The first chapter deals wit

THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE: - DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1 & 2 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME THE BLOOD QUEEN WITCHES SERIES PAMPERED DEVIOUS CONSORT WINNING THE MOON BUTTERFLIES OF FREEDOM ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~GEEGEE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A mansion that appeared to be over three centuries old was built in a secluded valley. This was the mansion of a family that had lived in seclusion for centuries, not interfering with any outside affairs. There was a room in this mansion that was exquisitely decorated. This room

Laera's voice came softer now, “ maybe you didn't pull the trigger, but if he's doing this for you, don't you at least deserve to know what he's doing in your name?” Eloise nodded numbly. Yes. She did. And maybe… it was time to stop pretending she hadn’t made a deal with a devil. ******* | IN A CELLAR | Heavy and shaky breath echoed through the cellar. The air was thick, humid, metallic, and suffocating. Sweat and blood trickled and splashed onto the wet floor in drops. A tiny drop splashes to the tip of a well-polished shoe. One that belongs to the man no one dares look into his eyes.

Morgan to his cell, Angelic promised her dad that she would do everything to prove his innocence. The next day, William and Angelicp went back to Miss Eleonor Catwood's lab to see the result of her study about the candy. Miss Catwood was a pharmaceutical scientist who had been used to examining different types of medicines. She looked old at her age of 45 yet her brain was so clever that she was able to describe the candy by just looking at it. She said that it was not really a candy, it was formulated to kill human system particularly the internal organs including the major parts such as respiratory and nervous system. The candy was just a trick to cover the deadly particles.

In the world of cultivators, an ordinary cultivator who sacrifices to an evil god can receive an infusion of the god's power. However, a powerful cultivator can become a direct puppet of the Dark God upon sacrificing themself. The god's will connects to them through a unique aura of dark divine power, continuously channeling energy from the god's realm to the cultivator.

There were dark and rotten fluctuations in it, which was exactly the same as the devil cultivators in his memory. "I didn't expect to see evil cultivators here!"

Every time one of the evil cultivators tried to drain the cultivation from Night Mage and his men or damage the meridians of Night Wing triad to distract the others, their attacks backfired, returning the attack to their already unstable cores. The weaker ones fell into a puddle of their own blood and excrement… the stronger ones held on… by a faint thread. The tall man became furious as he saw his decades of hard work being destroyed by these arrogant bastards with just a flick of their fingers. He had cultivated in secret, alienating himself from the outside world… preparing for this day and yet… No, he couldn’t let that happen… Today, it would either be him or them… He fought back fiercel