"Damn! How long are we going to stay on this assignment?" a scout soldier was complaining with his partner beside him.
"Until they finished fucking, you fool!" his partner said the obvious.
"When will our replacement come? I so want to fuck right now after hearing that woman moan for almost three hours straight," the scout soldier asked. They were on high ground as they observed the castle of the immortal listening to the woman in cries of pure bliss every second.
The two couldn't get nearer because there was a giant gatekeeper just outside the entrance that would crush anybody who wants to enter, even allies. So to avoid friendly fire, they decided to keep their distance.
"Five more minutes until our duty ends. My wife neve
"Are you going to keep me here forever?," the woman on the bed asked after she got her strength back."You are free, woman. When I have need, I will call on you," the man said as he never looked at the woman on the bed but kept his gaze upwards as if watching for the stars even through the ceiling.The woman immediately got up and went out the room as if every second being in close proximity with the man brings disgust to the woman. When the woman was significantly far from the castle, the tears she was holding back fall freely from her eyes.Only the dead land as far as the eyes can see, serves witness to her moment of weakness. Time passes by and the territory of the man grew as his slaves made an unceasing expansion until an empire of man was created.
The man sat by his lonesome with only the wine as his partner. He drank for one month straight and never moved from the chair he was sitting and from time to time he looks at the empty bed on the middle of the room. With one last swallow he had emptied the bottle his left hand was currently holding."Come, slaves," the man murmured in a soft voice."We are here, master!" the professor and the leader magically came into the room as fast as the eye could blink and kneeled there with head bowed awaiting instructions. The two have gained vast powers that could shake the world and tore the heavens asunder. Widely different from what they were before they met and served the man."You did not fail me, slaves," the man said again to the kneeling figures.
The man finally reached his endpoint after a century of uninterrupted travel. Directly in front was a huge gate colored in red as if signifying the bloody road that one would have to take when one passes through the monumental structure.As far as the eyes can see the land was filled with people trying to get inside the gate like an exodus of immigrants leaving the barren home for much greener pastures and improved opportunities.The mass of people cannot be counted but astonishingly the line was very organized and silent with no trouble makers that wish to make even a squeak of sound as the gate has an armored immortal to stand in front.This immortal was as tall as the massive gateway and he stood there with his sword pointed downwards before him like a cane which releases su
The man moved like a tour guide as his steps were on point. He was like a person who has already been here and done all that as the man was merely retracing the steps he had taken many times before. In just a matter of minutes, the three were standing on a magnificent building that serves immortal cuisine.The age of the building only makes it more dignified that makes all diners flabbergasted for the long history of the place. The one who can eat in this establishment is only the best of the best, the richest of the rich, and only the most prestigious among the masses.The personalities that can be served inside not only articulate their material wealth but also augment their status within the community of immortals. The prices of the dishes could be said to be considered in the astronomical even for rich gods and immortals.
Time stayed still for the mademoiselle and after a breath the paid guards of the establishment appeared beside the lady."Are they the culprits behind the deaths of the young handsome immortal and his underlings mademoiselle?" the head of the twenty immortals who came to the rescue asked the mademoiselle."I think so. I don't know," the mademoiselle answered still shell shocked."Leave this to us mademoiselle. We will apprehend them with extreme prejudice," the head said. The group of immortals arranged into a formation, planning to contain the three that were still sitting on the table while waiting for their orders to come.Pillars surrounded the trio and dazzling lights continued to pour from the twenty member team into t
"That would be the Lawlet clan, my lord. They own the tallest building in this city," the mademoiselle's father answered."I will be back owner. Accommodate my servant well," the man said as he settled the necessary arrangements before he went on a short trip."You can rest assured, my lord!" the mademoiselle's father promised to the man. The man then decided to walk and went down the stairs. When he reached the exit doors there were a lot of people waiting to give him a farewell party."Were you the one who killed my son, the young handsome immortal?" a middle aged man in appearance asked the man as he entered the platform in front of the group that confronted him."I am," the man said casually.
The man flew and released rapid punches towards the direction of Zandros. His speed was so fast that even the air he passed by would crackle to make way for the unswerving tornado he created. Zandros' youth like thin form belied the immeasurable strength he possessed as he revealed his divine weapon of choice which was the spear.This divine spear like the owner looked quite ordinary and weak but the divinity within the weapon outflows the unmistakable stench of blood that harvested lives of trillions of gods and immortals, even divine beasts. After the short exchange, drippings of blood could be heard splattering into the desolated land below.The man's hands were wounded as how can a mere body withstood against a divine weapon in the hands of a peak immortal expert. The man can undoubtedly squeeze the life out of other immortals
The man looked around the carnage he had brought. The immortal city was no more; only death resides within its walls. The man was glad at his masterpiece and left a joyful whistling tone in the wake of his departure. He went to the place where the tall building of the Lawlet clan once stood.He raised his left hand and opened a secret dimensional territory within that contains the treasure house of the clan. The man passed through the barrier and as far as he can see, immortal stones piled up in mountains and myriad cultivation resources uniformly categorized in batches.On one side, divine armors and weapons are displayed in all its dazzling magnificence. The man was pleased as he snatched his harvest in full while the soul of Zandros was howling in anguish even after the soul searching was done.
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!”