The only woman who stayed standing tall, proud and commanding, asked at the lowly pawn at her feet.
How could she not realize the root of this matter?
The Administrator has all been aware for pitiless eons on why Cheska was acting this way. And she was not a merciful master to pay misdeeds with rewards. Never been and never will be.
So the inhumane harsh punishments from the sadistic minds of her own personal artists on that field, the master torturers of her employ,
had all but given their share to discipline this stubborn woman in the art they were truly best at. But alas, that has only strengthened the dao heart of this dis
"As you wish, my Queen." another sound intruded upon the secret room. This voice was old.Barely a whisper of a tired soul that had long given up on anything but has only existed to accomplish what its owner wanted it to.An unfortunate result of a life where no hope remained but the grim truth of an inescapable existence of bondage and service."Having another unfortunate soul to join me in this detestable existence would indeed be a welcome change for us all. I shall get to know you soon enough, Maru."Cheska spoke the words and vanished from these chained planes altogether.
Yet the two combatants still had to make a move to directly engage their counterpart in this circle of battle.Although the old beggar was completely enveloped within this destructive touch of crimson but he neither showed no ill will nor external inconvenience at the influence that surrounded his body.He accepted the changes and assimilated the dire influences into his reality.This action alone hinted that Tristan had indeed encountered an enemy that had already experienced the myriad tidings of war and its many aspects.The old beggar was a seasoned cultivator that had seen all the facets of life and death, this was Trista
"So this was why you decided to drown our immediate vicinity with your vigor. You wanted to shield those ants, don't you? A fruitless act.”The old beggar said after merely a few breaths of transient clashes. After the first collision of strength, the boy had chosen to be reactionary in his offenses.Always strengthening the barrier that he had set up around them and carefully making sure that their destructive power be contained within this circle of combat.After determining this fact, the old man could not help but laugh, cough and shout tremendously at the other's ignorance. For who was more capable of judging the greed of humanity but him?
In his long history as a cultivator, what kind of man or woman has he not seen? Of course he had also rarely met some pragmatic type of individuals.“CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!” the metallic item sliced the air with uncanny accuracy towards its destination. The cursed boy, Tristan.This artifact took the form of a silver cube about the size of two fists combined.The symmetrical treasure bridged the gap between its origin and target in a breath, before it exploded in a blinding array of magical grey luminescence.The thin lines expanded and encompassed the entirety of the Eternal Domains. This alone had shown
This was the driving force why not a few had chosen to disappear into nihility under the irresistible blessing of light and thunder.And others who had proven their dao hearts well enough still persisted throughout the heartless decay of time.A half alive existence, rowing slowly in constant dormancy and disgrace."Are there others?" the old beggar asked in the hush that followed.None answered his call."If the lot of you ancient and washed up frogs want more motivation, then open your muddled eyes and witness." he opened a palm and two legendary items
* * *"Stinky beggar, what is it this time? Are you going to molest another maiden once more? Don't you ever get tired of it, you lustful carnal demon?!"a cute sound came from the staff that hovered over the palm of its wielder."Perhaps he's gone weary of tasting fresh meat and had gone bad with his custom to pick a couple of cherries from hoary twin sisters of the Witcher Coven. HAHAHA!"another squeaky voice responded and this time it originated from the shield."I'd rather gouge my eyes out than to witness such a scene! Blehhhhggg..." the awakened s
The explosion was utterly harsh and it caused an abyss in just a breath after its presence was made known for all to see."WHAT!""A TRIBULATION LIGHTNING!""Who invited such a disaster into being?" The collection of gods and immortals exclaimed in fear.They even unconsciously shrouded their existence into deeper obscurity and shielded their secret realms behind a fog of deceit,using various means and techniques in fear of being collateral damage in this unwelcome exchange.Not t
"So you think you can escape from me that easily? Think again, slave." Somewhere in the Immortal Planes, a displeased voice whispered a string of curses ending with these words.The woman opened a palm and a sealed manuscript hovered over her palms. This was the contract that she and that insubordinate slave of hers had agreed upon that fated moment on a time beyond recall.Although she knew that Cheska's soul may have already returned to the source, there was a slight chance to summon her back into her company.The Administrator was definitely not willing to let one of her most important pieces in the game to just disappear like that.
Maru was more than happy to take a break from everything—even from the responsibilities that came with his many wives and his realm-shaking reputation. Escaping into the mortal world for a time was like a breath of fresh air, a rare chance to experience life without the burdens of status and power.As he adjusted to this new identity, Maru sifted through the memories of the young man whose life he now occupied. The memories painted a bleak picture: this young Maru was impoverished, scraping by from a family with little to their name. For someone accustomed to wealth, influence, and resources beyond mortal comprehension, this was, to put it mildly, inconvenient."I’ll have to change that," Maru muttered to himself, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He strolled down to the nearest gas station, where he purchased a lottery ticket with casual confidence. With a bit of energy concealed within a playful flick of his finger, he ensured that fate would work in his favor. A week la
A trillion years had passed, and Maru had truly ascended to the highest plane of existence, becoming the undisputed master of the multiverse. He had mastered every grand dao, and his name was whispered across countless realms as the supreme ruler.The laws of reality bent to his will, and even the flow of time itself was nothing more than a tool for his amusement.The past, present, and future were his to shape as he saw fit, and the myriad daos—once elusive and untamable forces—had become his loyal servants, bowing at his feet.No corner of existence was beyond his reach. Universes rose and fell on his whims, stars burned bright and were extinguished with a mere thought, and entire civilizations either flourished or crumbled at his command.Maru's power was absolute, his authority unmatched, and yet, after countless eons of this existence, he found himself feeling something he had not anticipated—boredom.He had seen it all, lived through it all. Every challenge the multiverse had to
In a mystical world within the body of an immortal, a great ruckus was happening. “Master! It has appeared once again!” A good disciple knelt on the floor. He prostrated before his teacher which had given him his everything in short. This very man had saved him in the past and until this day, he has not forgotten his pledge of allegiance and service to this person. The disciple was content in doing so. He had no ambitions for himself, only to the happiness of his benefactor. To call him a slave was much more fitting than a disciple in this day and age. “Gather all your brothers and sisters. We shall go at once.” An aged man answered with a serious face on him. He was old and full of wrinkles. His age almost to the limit of what could be achieved with his cultivation base. Nevertheless, the majesty of his stance was a perfect picture of what a true powerhouse truly was. This man had been alive on this world for more than one thousand years already. It was both an accomplishment i
“Speak.” An old dying voice replied. His body seemed ancient alongside the timeless aspect of his voice. Perhaps the only consolation that could be found on him today was the quality of his cultivators robes. At first glance alone, anybody that has eyes could easily determine that it was not made of poor materials at all. This old man was of course the master of Dragon Conqueror Pavilion. “There was a group of people looking a specific cultivation manual earlier, master. They wanted Soul Birth Realm training scrolls.” Kong Jin reported. She knew that the implications of her words would not be lost on his smart master. And indeed it was not. “DING!” The old man opened his eyes and one could notice the blazing fire in them. The atmosphere in the room immediately surged up and this has made the beautiful Kong Jin tremble in place. But reaction was not out of fear but surprisingly because of her extreme excitement. Thousands of sexy ladies like her dreamed to hug the thick thigh of t
The team arrived into the city of Aren way more than just 3 days. In fact, it took them almost 1 week before they saw the mighty gates that protected the place.But after the initial excitement, Maru and company was not anymore harassed by anyone on the road.It appeared like news has traveled fast about the demise and fall of one very strong Core Origin Realm at the hands of our very own protagonist.The weary adventurers got inside the city of Aren and enjoyed a well deserved rest thereafter.Ye Lim went to sell the extra items they got off the loot while Maru was already busy thinking ahead. He was not one to waste his time at all.“I want you to gather information about a cultivation technique for Soul Birth Realm Culti
“HAHAHA! I’ve been alive on this world for hundreds of years and had seen smart tongues like you in legion. I will enjoy watching you suffer in pain, dumb young maggot.”The newly arrived Core Origin Realm Cultivator promised darkly unto our very own protagonist. Maru took this threat in silence.He would of course not waste his breath upon somebody who did not heed his advice from the start.“Kill every single one of them but leave the foolish young master alive.” The Core Origin Realm Cultivator instructed his minions.“Hehehe. You can count on us, master!” The band of robbers replied in chorus.“DING!” Alas, a sudden change came before anyone could move from this point forward.“AHHHHHHHHHH!” A pillar
“Please take care on your way, Hong’er.” Ye Hanya said unto her son.Even though she knew that Ye Hong was already more than capable enough of taking care of himself but it was always a mother’s job to worry for her young one.She really could not be blamed for that at all.“I will, mom.” Maru smiled at his mother. He then looked at Ye Jia and nodded at his old man.The latter was a lot more confident and composed than Ye Hanya and it could be seen from this act alone on how Ye Jia became the Patriarch of Ye after all these years.His strong character was only the least of his myriad qualities. “Let’s go, Yin Lan.” Maru called and before long, a beautiful woman p
Maru arrived at the Ye domains. At once glance, he could see that there were more people inside it than when he left. It was obvious that there were more homeless and poor citizens of Whitecrest who chose to seek refuge in the clan. His parents Ye Jia and Ye Hanya knew of their son’s heart and thus gladly accepted to feed and give shelter to these people. From the initial 1,000 hapless souls, the count had already five fold at this time. Fortunately for all, the expense of having these families was too insignificant for the rich Ye family. But if these 5,000 men, women, and children were to be cultivated then that was a whole nother matter entirely. Resources like spirit stones were extremely limited even for a big clan like the Ye. “It’s been two long years, huh?” Maru smiled and began walking in slow steps towards the large
A year passed in no time. Maru remained seated in the void and continued to refine the extreme power of the sun.He needed no more physical supplements like food in order to survive since what sustained a Soul Birth Realm Expert was the natural panacea for the soul.These priceless treasures may be found in divine lands or they could be artificially nurtured through the creation of magical pills.Thus, the times when our restless traveler would devour several tables of food was already long gone into the past.“BANG!”999,997th Stage of Soul Birth Realm!“BANG!”999,998th Stage of Soul Birth Realm!“BANG!”