Landon noticed Aria's gaze lingering on him and raised an eyebrow. "When you look at me like that, it feels like you're about to demand payment from me again.""Payment?" Aria seemed puzzled until Landon gestured toward his neck. He coughed lightly before chuckling, his laugh music to the ears.Only then did Aria notice the mark beneath Landon's collar. It was a string of glyphs in an ancient, cryptic tongue. It might seem like an ordinary tattoo to the untrained eye, but it was, in truth, a soul-binding sigil. Beside it was a mark in the shape of a belladonna flower. The flower, positioned just below his neck, had remained hidden by Landon's preference for high-collared shirts. Now, drawn by curiosity, Aria tugged him closer and pulled his collar down.The belladonna flower, known for its poisonous nature, symbolized danger and death. Yet, in certain myths, it also guided lost souls toward peace, embodying the paradoxical gentleness of a demon. It was not a symbol an ordinary per
Aria knew, better than anyone, how arduous it was to remain true to oneself while trapped in the Earthbound Manifestation's grip. Fiona had sacrificed too much for the family, and Aria was determined to prevent any more fraying ties.…When Leon learned of Aria's wish for him to accompany her to a meeting, he concealed himself in a cap, a face mask, and sunglasses before finally showing up in front of her. Though still tense in her presence, he moved with purpose, handing her a black card. "This is for you, Aria."Leon had never been so open with his emotions before. He was known among his peers for his aloofness. He'd only lost his temper twice, and both times, he beat up the offenders with a straight face.Everyone knew that he was not to be crossed. He was also the reason Kenny and his friends only discussed Aria behind closed doors and never in public; he'd won countless fights since childhood and always made his displeasure known. Yet now, his voice was gentle. "There's 50
Leon instinctively took a step back. He hadn't returned home for years, fearing the confrontation with her.He had once hoped to lift Fiona's spirits by excelling in his studies and bringing home a report card with high marks. But by then, Fiona had already succumbed to an illness that left her moods mercurial and unpredictable.He had braced himself for Fiona’s wrath—he would have preferred it, in fact. But Fiona merely stared blankly out the window, as lifeless as a doll, and asked in a hollow voice, "Why didn't you pay closer attention? Was it necessary to buy that bag of rock candy?"Fiona had then begun to cry, her despair deepening into acts of self-harm. The doctor diagnosed her with depression and warned them to avoid provoking her. She needed to be shielded from any triggers that might exacerbate her condition.As Fiona's condition deteriorated, her hair thinned, and her body grew gaunt. Jeffrey and Leon, heeding the doctor's advice, tried to stay out of her sight.When O
Leon's eyes burned with fury. "Who is this master in esoteric arts you mentioned, Aria?""I'm still looking into it," Aria replied, her tone calm and steady. "I'm telling you this, Leon, because I don't want you to act impulsively. The Earthbound Manifestation isn't something that an average practitioner can summon. They must be as skilled as Mr. Bond."Landon, who had been silent until now, raised an eyebrow. "As skilled as Mr. Bond? That narrows down our suspects considerably—few possess such expertise.""That's true for those we know of," Aria said, pausing thoughtfully. "But there are still those who operate in the shadows, unrecorded. This manifestation is peculiar. It doesn't seem like the conjurer aims to curse our family with misfortune but rather to usurp our fortune."Landon's eyes narrowed dangerously. "And you, the youngest in the family, became their easiest target."Landon was as sharp as always. Aria nodded. "They chose the wrong person to antagonize, though. I've
Newly hired assistants often found themselves assigned to odd jobs. They were expected to run errands and fulfill various requests when working on set.Fiona didn't know what happened on set as Sam had dragged her away. The latter had been acting weirdly and didn't allow her on set.Fiona only learned Leon was one of the celebrity guests on the show upon her return—the presence of police cars and a constant stream of people coming and going filled her with worry.Leaving the coffee she'd prepared for a celebrity, she entered the breakroom and asked a young woman, "Excuse me, may I ask what happened on the show? Is Leon alright?"The young woman, Demi Kristoff, was actually an internet celebrity from the same company. She was currently filming TikTok videos in a nearby studio. Despite being less known, she possessed an arrogant demeanor. Ignoring Fiona, she turned to the makeup artist. "Is our company so short-staffed that they hired someone so clueless?"The makeup artist retouc
"The blue looks good on you," Fiona rasped, her voice hoarse.She expected Leon to be fearful or question her presence, but he simply helped her out, his actions filled with unexpected gentleness.Leon placed the coffee cup on the table, his gaze falling on the astonished Demi and her makeup artist."Enjoy your coffee," Leon's gaze landed on Demi. "Being a celebrity doesn't grant you superiority. You should be grateful the coffee didn't land on my mother's face. Otherwise, you could kiss your career goodbye."Fiona wanted to stop Leon, fearing his words might lead to trouble, but he continued undeterred. "Mom, I started out as a nobody too, but I always respected the crew and never mocked them like she did.""I-I…" Demi turned beet red. The rest of the crew on set watched the scene unfold. Demi had initially hoped to cozy up to Leon to boost her popularity, never expecting to offend him.No one would have guessed his mother was employed as a production assistant—it seemed so un
Aria ruffled Sam's hair and met Leon's gaze. "Leon, Sam is my brother."Aria's brother meant that he was Leon's brother too. Leon quickly shifted his attitude. He shot a smile at Sam and prepared to address the latter. Before he could do so, Landon turned Sam around and showed Leon the QR code on Sam's t-shirt. "Sam can't talk, so I'll speak for him. He likes money."Sam disliked Landon as the latter always gave off an oppressive vibe. Sam couldn't tell what it was, but it just made him want to stay away from him.Unfortunately, Aria liked Landon's looks.Sam asked the ladies on set for their advice. For someone who was typically disinterested in men, her sudden interest in Landon suggested she found him attractive.Sam initially didn't approve of this relationship. However, as a hacker, he discovered that the York family was filthy rich.That was Landon's only advantage. Since Aria only liked him for his looks, Sam thought he could put up with it until she lost interest in him
The spectral twins, Abbie and Angie, clung to the ethereal plane within the amethyst pendant, their spectral forms trembling—too afraid to come out. Everyone around Aria was very dangerous.They had believed their presence would taint Aria's fortune—after all, they were spirits of malevolence. Yet, upon encountering Chaos, their fears were magnified. Aria's willingness to harbor such a being suggested she was not one to be swayed by mere omens.Sam, on the other hand, detected a peculiar scent emanating from Aria. It was tantalizing, a fragrance that made his hunger rise.He rubbed his belly with a longing expression and glanced at the amethyst pendant sideways, trying to convey his desire.Aria, understanding his unspoken plea, pinched his cheek. "These are your future siblings. You must not consume them, understand?"Sam was struck dumb. The notion of his potential prey becoming kin was baffling.He grudgingly nodded, deciding to bide his time. For now, he had to restrain his t
The eight figures sat together, ostensibly discussing Aria's arrival. In truth, their agenda was far less noble—they were determined to keep the items they had long appropriated, refusing to return what rightfully belonged to others. After holding onto these possessions for so long, they had convinced themselves they were entitled to them.Their plan was to maintain a façade of respect toward the Carver family to avoid public scrutiny. However, they were equally resolute in protecting their own interests. They intended to demonstrate the influence of Ludwiten's business elite on Aria. It would be much better if she could be persuaded to invest billions in their ventures.It was a strategy they'd employed before, notably with Owen, and found it amusing.Yet Percy, despite his youth, was not so easily deceived. His calm demeanor and precise legal arguments left little room for manipulation. The Carver family's resilience, after all, stemmed largely from their grandchildren.Sti
Tobias once said that Aria was the most gifted person in the Decatorian way. Yet, for all her supposed talent, she couldn't use the Emperor Coins just by casually throwing them on her first attempt. She had to study them before she could wield them effectively.Thankfully, Leon chose the entertainment industry. If he had chosen to be inducted in the Decatorian way, the disciples of Mount Dracotigris would have been disheartened. "Leon, have you ever considered going into another industry?" Aria asked. Leon shook his head, a rebellious smirk on his face. "Aria, look at me. This face was born to be a celebrity. It'd be a crime to waste it."Aria sighed, accustomed to his narcissism. It was hard to argue—Leon's rebellious charm and striking looks had won over both women and men. Yet, his popularity brought challenges of its own."I still have Emperor Coins with me," Aria said, pulling out a beaded bracelet adorned with the coins and securing it around Leon's wrist. "Take it. For yo
Warren's eyes reddened as he gazed at Fergus, the grandson he had once hoped to raise personally. In that moment, he felt his life had been worthwhile. As one grew older, they came to understand a fundamental truth—if their descendants could grasp their thoughts, rather than dismissing the ways of the past as irrelevant, it was something to celebrate. Warren could now pass on everything to his grandchildren, finally feeling worthy within the Carver family.…Meanwhile, Leon furrowed his brows in the second-floor bedroom. "What are they talking about?""It's probably about Ludwiten. They have some business to settle. Why?" Aria had intentionally given Fergus and Warren some time to talk. As for her, she stayed with Leon in his room, playing games and snacking.When she heard his question, she smiled. "Are you interested as well, Leon?""I'm not cut out for business." Leon couldn't sit still and kept pacing back and forth. His silver hair, falling perfectly, made him look like a
That night, Warren stood before the memorial hall and spoke to his ancestors."Aria will be returning to Ludwiten tonight. Things will be different this time. There will be many obstacles ahead of her, but we must return eventually. Aria will finish what I couldn't. Please protect her."The Carver family was forced to shift their business from Ludwiten to Janovin at the time. And back then, they believed they could return at any moment. Yet, over 70 years had passed since then.Both Warren and Stephen were sentimental individuals, always hoping to return to Ludwiten. However, circumstances had shifted over the years. Moreover, the business landscape in Ludwiten had grown increasingly complex, with rising foreign investments. Their commitments in Janovin, especially after Owen married Fiona, kept them from returning.Warren had expected Owen to stay in Ludwiten, as he had promised the Grisham family. But Owen broke that promise.Warren's greatest wish had always been to return to
Although the crow was unsure of its owner's thoughts, it was indeed afraid of the dagger made out of Oracle bones.In fact, it wasn't made of ordinary animal bones. It was from the Oracle, one of the Four Perils. Most importantly, it carried spiritual energy from heaven and earth.Back then, the crow didn't expect the insignificant sect, which was consistently at the bottom of each tournament, to have the purest spiritual energy. Plus, all of their members were not to be underestimated. The crow would have never believed it if it hadn't come to live in the mountains with Landon. After all, Landon was bewitched to become the woman's boy toy. He stayed behind only because he liked the sect's spiritual energy. At that, the crow shifted its body and didn't continue to disturb Landon. Since Landon mentioned he needed the knife sheath, the crow would go and get it. Apart from the curved dagger in the wooden box, there was also a somewhat inconspicuous emerald and a turtle shell-lik
The box included a protective membrane. Carrying bones around would raise questions in modern days. Even Aria worried about inspections. Sometimes, Tobias acted just like those arcane seekers from Mount Dracotigris. When her fingertips touched it, heat surged through her bloodline. The blade felt like it belonged in her hands; even its tassel was exquisitely crafted. But she remembered something when she entered the manifestation and got the Soul-Summoning Plaque. She had been an arcane seeker in her past life, hadn't she? Could an arcane seeker use a blade? She had mostly seen them wielding swords, just like those TV shows with flying swordsmen. Perhaps she had to use a blade because she came from a smaller guild. As Aria traced the bone blade, her initial attraction grew into fascination. Tobias wouldn't leave her just any blade. Since she'd encountered it in the manifestation, it must be connected to her. "Do you like it?" Suddenly, Landon's voice came close. It was low,
Breaking the Eight Trigrams Manifestation required precision instead of force. The path led from the East Gate of Life through the Southwest Gate of Rest, finally striking through the North Gate of Opening. But this was not just about breaking a manifestation. The lock had eight marks—Life, Rest, Harm, Block, Vision, Death, Awakening, and Opening. These were the eight gates within the manifestation. As Aria studied the corresponding numbers, she was suddenly struck with inspiration. Following the sequence, she pressed them. The lock then opened with a click. She raised an eyebrow, recognizing the familiar combination. "0715, my birthday." Aria casually opened the box. "Typical of Mr. Revelare to choose that date." She knew she was born on Twilight Hallows, a day when parents would urge children home early. Owen had always believed Aria's birth signs were not the best, and he thought this was likely because of this day. People considered it the Day of Spirits. On this day, a
Earlier, Aria had really wanted to keep some family ties for Georgina. After all, Georgina had given Aria all the love meant for her granddaughter, Lily. When the Kents drove her out, Aria had seen Georgina staring at a pair of handmade baby booties. She had made them herself and wanted to give them to Lily. But Karen had scorned them and did not even allow her to see the child. Aria knew Georgina still yearned to see Lily. Blood ties were different. Aria could approach everything else with logic, but not Georgina. When everyone else abandoned her, Georgina stayed. She always said, "We can't let Aria go hungry. Of course, she needs school. Whatever Aria wants, we'll save up for it. The same goes for Sam." Everyone had their weak spots, and for those they loved, anyone would surely lower their defenses. After all, they still held on to hope. Though Georgina never said it, Aria understood she'd held hope for Lily. That was why Aria had not been harsh enough with Lily. But tha
Lily definitely had not learned her mistake—there must be more to it. Though Aria had investigated, nothing turned up. Now she understood why Lily kept coming here. Aside from using Georgina's connections, she was after what was in the box. "Grandma, the first layer wasn't locked. Do you know what was inside?" Of course Georgina knew. "When the old priest gave me the box, he said anyone could read the books about medicine and the arcane in the first layer, especially you. They were all rare copies." Everything suddenly connected in Aria's mind. No wonder Lily's skills seemed endless; this explained it. Aria turned to Georgina. She preferred to be direct, so she said, "Grandma, I think I know who took them. Recently, a few people visited your place, but there was one you knew well—Lily. She's been using these medical texts to treat people. "Her medical skills are fine, but I worry she's misusing the arcane books for personal gain." Georgina swayed slightly at these words. Li