The phenomenon known as Hundred Ghosts Weeping usually emerged during times of war when countless ordinary lives were lost. These spirits harbored numerous unfulfilled desires and grievances, making it nearly impossible to resolve the situation. Spirits who had died unnaturally couldn't be exorcised by force.However, Tobias had reassured Aria that Hundred Ghosts Weeping wouldn't appear in times of peace, as the natural cycle of life and death generally prevented such occurrences.Aria once asked Tobias what she should do if she ever encountered one, and Tobias had been blunt—she should run as fast as possible. There was no shame in fleeing when faced with a hundred spirits.Aria looked up and saw Riley hovering mid-air, nearly driven mad, with no intention of running. Riley had summoned the spirits of Farshya, exploiting their grievances against Aria.Aria narrowed her eyes. This was the first time she felt like killing a God.Riley wasn't entirely lying, though. In Krowo, wood
Riley was considered bad luck after the upheavals in Krowo, but she was still an irreplaceable God in her fanatic followers' eyes.They worshipped her, while many influential figures wanted to revive her so that they could use her power to achieve their goals. Riley didn't fear any cultivators either.However, who exactly was the man before her? Why wasn't he affected when her most vengeful long hair pierced into his arm?Plus, why were the dead souls so afraid of him that they returned to the Netherrealm? They didn't even dare to fight with him once when Riley had struck an agreement with them.Riley couldn't understand as things had spiraled out of her expectations. She never expected to meet someone who could hurt her one day.She had experienced Krowo's ups and downs before the Regal family brought her to Farshya. She couldn't just disappear into thin air like this!Riley rolled her eyes, deep in thought. "Perhaps you want a brand-new body. This woman isn't bad! I can give he
Aria wondered if Landon knew of his image a century ago. Aria had a small smile. "I think we're more matched in the future.""It seems like I'll really have to take action." Smiling, Landon moved forward and came in front of Aria.His movements were so swift that even Aria reacted. His fingertips were already pinching her jaw.In the darkness, Landon, clad in a blood-red robe, lowered his gaze. Despite being in such an environment, he still had the most refreshing fragrance on him—sandalwood. "Relax. I'll be gen—"Before Landon could say the word gentle, Aria had already sealed off his colorless lips. She placed her hands on his waist, seemingly even more adept than him.The sudden tenderness caused Landon to forget what he wanted to do afterward. His deep eyes, which were usually devoid of emotion, showed surprise. Even the spirits under the ancient well were shuddering. Some of them didn't dare to show themselves, while the others managed to catch a glimpse.They were sur
The wounded Viktor let out a low roar with all his might.As Aria knew Viktor would bring along many men, she glanced at Landon. "I'll leave this to you. Till we meet again."She worded it nicely, but she was actually using the Krowonians to hold him off.Landon smiled. "You wish you could get away.""See you." Aria didn't waste any time getting out of there. By the looks of it, she might not make it out alive if he caught her.Since Landon could crush a wooden doll so easily, these Krowonians would only delay him for a few minutes. Aria could only tell herself to run fast.She had found Toto's soul. As long as she pulled the other spirits from the manifestation, everything would end, including the remnants of the Earthbound Manifestation.Landon obviously saw through her plan. However, the Krowonians streamed in one after another.It was against Landon to kill humans, but it was more than easy for him to drive them insane.He let the black mist surge from below the well, reve
There were about 20 people from the Carver family standing outside, waiting for Barron to emerge. They were all renowned fighters of Ludwiten. Despite being fresh out of jail and injured, Warren reacted quickly and didn't lag behind. He refused to take any pictures with Krowonians despite being coerced and threatened.The Krowonians planned to publish the photos from this gathering to the public. Their goal was simple—to seize control of Farshya's economic lifelines.The first step was to mislead the Farshyans to misunderstand the Carver family. What they really wanted to do came next.The photographer that came with Viktor tried his best to hide himself.Unbeknownst to him, Aria had ordered Nyx to place something on the photographer.The photographer thought he was safe once he left the Krowonian embassy and arrived at the Krowonian Intelligence Office in the Nobeetan Concession. He never expected Aria to follow him the entire way.Besides planning to destroy his camera, she a
Her stunning face stood out, and the mole under her eyes captivated others even more.Her white shirt was tucked into black jeans, and she wore a pair of women's military boots.She was bound to make a commotion, especially when she shouted, "Do you guys want money?"With a casual flick of her hand, money started raining down from above.Nobody could resist such a scene, and even those foreigners were in disbelief.She was scattering a lot of cash, and in another currency too!In an instant, the Nobeetan Concession exploded in an uproar.Even those usually well-mannered foreigners rushed out of the buildings. People attending parties and business meetings all turned their attention to the scene.An embassy staff member immediately called his superior after noticing something was wrong. Reporters, both local and international, scrambled to get to the scene.Aria tossed the cash casually. The bills mixed with the snowflakes slowly descended before hitting the ground. The entire
People in the Nobeetan Concession couldn't sleep soundly knowing the Krowonian devils in Farshya had done such things in the guise of humanity.It was as if even the heavens were bidding farewell to the young spirits. The snow descended even heavier when the Krowonian Embassy was destroyed.People said they had never seen such huge snowfall in Ludwiten before.On the ground, it was impossible to distinguish whose child's photo was lying there.Those who picked up the money froze in place, horrified by what happened.Human minds need to be awakened. If they were not stimulated, they would never understand that they were simply sheep waiting to be slaughtered if they were too weak.Those holding knives didn't treat them like human beings at all. In their eyes, one's politeness was because they were weak. Being hospitable to them showed how lowly one was.Only when they were strong could their virtues be acknowledged.Aria didn't know if these photos could awaken even a small frac
Amid the first snowfall and dense fog, Landon stood still, his gaze fixed on Aria. His dark pupils shone with a hint of indifference. Snowflakes landed on his shoulders, but he remained upright and proud. The chaos surrounding him did nothing to diminish the innate grace he carried. Instead, countless spirits circled him, drawn to his presence.The pressure he gave off fractured the manifestation, distorting its form as if on the verge of collapse.Sensing his intentions, Nyx was about to speak when he heard a low roar.Aria, astride her BMW Tomahawk, soared between the buildings, her appearance as striking and cool as when she had first arrived. Fearful of being left behind, Nyx quickly ducked into the copper coin and summoned his strength to follow Aria out of the manifestation.Aria found herself back at the Ander residence as her BMW Tomahawk landed. The scene behind her vanished, giving way to the familiar modern décor. A pair of embroidered red shoes fell to the side, but t
Back then, a rumor circulated that everyone desired the Grisham family's daughter. Audriana had thought it was an exaggeration. After all, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she would inevitably age. Fiona, no matter how stunning, would eventually face the same fate.However, Audriana had come to realize that some people could indeed look like fairies. Yet, she couldn't show her envy, as Priscilla was still watching her."Why do I think she looks so average? She's not nearly as ladylike as you, Priscilla," Audriana flattered her.Priscilla merely gave her a passing glance. "You don't have to try to flatter me. I don't care about that. With plastic surgery so common these days, I can have any appearance I want."What's important is for a woman to have her own career. But I have to admit, her face is quite stunning."Otherwise, Fiona wouldn't have remained relevant for so many years. But it didn't matter now. Fiona was already married, with so many children. Once a woman became a
"Who doesn't have a career in this day and age? She's the only one with no achievements to speak of, and she even went crazy. How does she have the nerve to reconcile with the Grisham family? I don't know whether to call her naïve or just plain dumb," Priscilla remarked, her voice dripping with disdain as she spoke to the person behind her. As she spoke, the woman slowly rose, revealing her identity—none other than Audriana."Perhaps she doesn't realize that the Draycott family is almost as influential as the Grisham family in Ludwiten. Especially you, Priscilla. Everyone knows the medispa you operate. "Fiona hasn't kept up with the times. I once thought she was capable, with her title as Ludwiten's Red Rose. But now, it seems she's all show, no substance." Audriana chuckled, clearly taking pleasure in belittling Fiona while subtly praising Priscilla. Priscilla, clearly pleased, took a sip of her coffee. "It's a shame she didn't listen to me and meet Ms. Kent."Audriana raised
Priscilla twirled her long hair and took a sip of her coffee. "I didn't have much confidence back then. I always followed you, never daring to try things on my own. It's only now, after trying for myself, that I've realized some things."She added, "Opening a medispa has always been my dream, and that's how it all started. Now, all the wealthy women in Ludwiten come to me for fillers and anti-aging treatments. If you're interested, you should come by. I can even fix your nose a little."Priscilla smiled. However, her smile was a little off, perhaps from a recent treatment. She pressed her fingers to her eyes. "I can't smile too much, or I'll get wrinkles. I envy your flawless, youthful face, Fiona. What's your secret?""Probably just staying indoors and avoiding the sun," Fiona replied, carefully omitting the fact that her soul had entered a manifestation.Priscilla's expression darkened, her voice tinged with frustration. "It's all Owen's fault! How could he be so cruel? You're no
Leon typed so quickly that Aria suspected it was a result of his experience arguing with his online haters. Aria couldn't get a word in as Leon flooded the entire group chat. She was speechless—his typing was even faster than a hacker like her. Celebrity Carver: "I'm worried about Aria. I should have gone on the train too!"Aria freed one hand to reply, "No need to worry. Fergus is with me."Celebrity Carver: "Fergus has never been in a relationship himself. What does he know?"Boss Carver: "Leon, aren't you getting too full of yourself lately?"Leon kept his head down, continuing to type. He was filled with worry for Aria.Unbeknownst to anyone, a mysterious person watched Leon with intense focus. The gaze was unsettling as if the person were ready to explode with hatred at any moment.The person only looked away when Leon entered the VIP lounge. Then, they went to the washroom, and standing before the mirror, revealed an eerie smile. There was no rush. After all, there wo
Their positions were reversed in an instant.Landon was pinned down, a few stray strands of hair falling over his face. His long, dark eyelashes gave him a somewhat coy expression. Aria, on the other hand, appeared dominant, with one hand pressing down on his wrist and the other on his shoulder. This was the scene the attendant walked in on. She cleared her throat slightly before speaking, "Sir, here are your fruits."The attendant's voice caught the attention of Fergus, who was seated in the last row. He put down his tablet and glanced over. What he saw was Aria playfully pressing down on Landon's wrist. Fergus couldn't help but rub his temples, unsure how to express his current feelings.When Leon mentioned that Aria was pursuing Landon, Fergus hadn't thought much of it. However, seeing for himself, he could only think of ways to keep Landon around for Aria.But Aria couldn't be too forward as they weren't married yet. At the thought of that, Fergus deliberately coughed.
It was the first time Aria had ever felt this way. The sensation made her dizzy, yet she couldn't get enough of it. Every inch of her mouth was filled with Landon's scent, and his fingers felt astonishingly hot. The sounds around them faded, leaving only the rumble of the train as it passed through the tunnel. There was an undeniable closeness between them. His soft kisses and teasing bites on her lips made her feel a little lightheaded. With her eyes covered, Aria instinctively sought something to steady herself. The rhythmic thump of his heartbeat echoed in her ears, its force making escape seem impossible. His kiss, commanding and intense, contrasted sharply with his calm demeanor. It seemed as though he was determined to pull her deeper into his embrace. Yet, despite the overwhelming sensation, Aria couldn't bring herself to resent it. Instead, she found herself surrendering to it. The sounds around them slowly returned as they emerged from the long tunnel, light creepi
Landon raised his hand and spoke calmly before ending the call. "Go and tell your boss that only Farshyans can manage the Chamber of Commerce."When Westin tried calling back, no one answered. For years, foreigners had enjoyed preferential treatment in Farshya. As Westin mentioned, some universities favored foreign students, offering them special care. Foreigners received priority access to events, complimentary ice cream, and exclusive show tickets at car exhibitions. Many Farshyans were thrilled just to exchange a few words with them.Westin's best friend even had a Farshyan girlfriend who was utterly devoted to him. She tolerated their insults with a smile as long as he promised to take her abroad and secure her permanent residency.This sense of entitlement made foreigners like Westin feel superior to the locals. Westin, in particular, had been flattered by Farshyan businessmen for so long that he'd never experienced such outright rejection.Other suppliers and port officia
Despite the shifting tides, some stubborn members of the Chamber of Commerce clung to their cunning ways, refusing to yield.Previously, Westin had assumed that his target, known for being money-obsessed, would agree without much resistance. But upon arriving, he found himself drinking far more than discussing business.Two days and a relentless hangover later, Westin realized he'd been played. That wily old man! Refocusing his attention on the task at hand, Westin addressed the screen with renewed determination. "Mr. York, it's not just Ludwiten's companies interested in partnering with us. Even the Wagner family from Janovin is eager to collaborate. "If there's something holding you back, let me know. But remember, opportunities don't wait. I urge you to reconsider—going solo carries significant risks."As Westin spoke, Landon listened calmly, his expression unchanging. He even shifted slightly to make Aria more comfortable in her seat. Nearby, an attendant whispered with a
Aria lay on her side, with Landon seated on her right. She wondered if the York family would grow uneasy about his prolonged absence from home. Landon was clearly in the middle of a meeting. His deep, pleasant voice carried a hypnotic quality, occasionally interspersed with authentic Nobeetan phrases. He spoke so softly that those further away would struggle to hear him, yet his tone was laced with an understated menace that no one could ignore.The person on the other end of the meeting dared not contradict him. Landon's calm demeanor masked a chilling authority. He wasn't the kind of superior who exploded with anger—those were predictable. The truly terrifying ones were those whose moods were inscrutable and whose actions were ruthlessly decisive."We won't pursue a joint venture then. The York Group will proceed independently." Landon chuckled before continuing politely, "Let me remind you, this is Farshya—not the early days when we were inexperienced and desperate for capital.