It was 8pm.Donghai City truly portrayed itself as a vibrant and bustling city from being brightly illuminated.Darryl had arrived at a villa community in the suburbs upon Circe’s invitation. This villa’s front faced mountains while its back was against a lake, its location was pretty good but a little remote.Darryl furrowed his eyebrows as he stood in front of the villa and could not help but asked, “Circe, why did you bring me all the way here? Aren’t I supposed to help your friend refine a pill?”Circe was extraordinarily beautiful, alluring, and mysterious tonight with her black slip dress.Circe smiled at Darryl’s inquiry and gently replied, “That’s because my friends are here. My best friends and I are having a gathering here today. I bought this villa just yesterday to have fun with my friends, we don’t like being disturbed that’s why it’s so remote.”Damn.Circe bought a whole villa just to have fun with her friends.She was a young lady from one of Kyoto’s richest fam
Darryl put on an innocent face before continuing, “Honestly, it truly isn’t my intention to…”“Shut up!”Evelyn blushed and gritted her teeth as she cut Darryl off and angrily thought, ‘Darryl is so shameless. He had seen me in the video call that time and us now acting innocent. Such a nasty man.’However, there was no way for her to retort. She was surrounded by her close friends after all and it would be embarrassing for Evelyn if they knew what happened.At that moment, Circe walked over and asked with surprise, “Evelyn, do you guys know each other? What are you doing?”Evelyn blushed again and said, “Circe, I won't know this scumbag of course.”Scumbag?Darryl had a wry smile on his face and seriously said, “No, no, we don’t know each other…”Evelyn gave Darryl a stare and could not help but asked Circe, “Why did you bring him here?”Circe smiled gently and replied, “He’s here to refine a pill for you.”What?Darryl was there to refine a pill for Evelyn?Evelyn was stu
Evelyn stumped on her feet as she scoffed, “Want me to beg you? Just keep dreaming!” Hmph. Darryl shrugged. “It doesn’t really matter, go find someone else to refine the pill then. Goodbye.” Darryl turned and left with that. However, Circe stopped him when he almost reached the door. “Darryl, please don’t be mad. Evelyn really needs this pill,” pleaded Circe softly. Darryl laughed as he knew too much Yin energy would result in painful menstruation cramps and Evelyn would suffer terribly every month without the Yang Pill. Darryl was just messing with Evelyn but when he saw that she did not even speak up, he turned around and was prepared to leave. “I-I beg you on behalf of her, is that okay?” Circe panicked as she was afraid Darryl would leave. She bit her lips and pleaded softly, “I beg you on behalf of Evelyn. P-Please, help Evelyn to refine the pill.” Circe could never imagine herself saying that! She was usually as cold as ice, especially in front of men, yet she plead
The first pill was Yang Pill which Evelyn needed while the remaining two were Mixture Pill and Blooming Pill made from those extra ingredients Darryl picked earlier. Those two pills were rare and special. As Darryl happily kept them in his pocket, he suddenly felt a strong presence behind him, and instinctively turned only to be shocked by what he saw. A short bald monk of around 1.5m was walking toward him. He exuded an oppressive temperament air while a black Scorpio was tattooed on his bald head. Damn it, a tattoo on his skull!? Although it seemed rather foolish, it was no doubt very intimidating but the most intimidating part was the aura he exuded. He was not an ordinary man. “Who are you?” Darryl asked after staring at him for a few seconds. The man was obviously a high ranking cultivator. Was he perhaps Circe’s security guard? However, wasn’t it rather unlikely to hire a monk as a guard? The monk did not respond as he marched toward Darryl. He stopped in front of him,
On Elysian Island. Today, the island was livelier than usual with brightly lit lights and rows of disciples patrolling. Darryl’s acupoints were pressed by the monk and could not speak nor move. He was scared when he saw the monk bring him to the island. Did the Cult Master find out about his Ascension of the Nine Dragons mastery? Or did the Cult Master find out about Darryl’s affair with the Cult Mistress? Damn! His mind buzzed with the thought of that. The monk carried Darryl while avoiding those patrolling disciples to a room before gently knocking on the door. This… Isn’t this…room the Cult Mistress’s room? “Cult Mistress, he’s here,” announced the monk with a deep and powerful voice. “Hmph, come in.” A gentle voice was heard from within the room. The Monk carried Darryl into the room with her permission and dropped him on the floor before leaving. ‘Damn it, at least place me gentler!’ Darryl murmured as his body was sore from being thrown, but his eyes soon star
‘Is she in love with me?’ He answered her with a grin with that in mind, “Of course, I haven’t forgotten about the mission you’ve assigned me. I’ve entered the Hexad School as a student and been waiting for the right moment.” Damn, how could it be easy to steal something from the principal? He was not even able to meet the Cult Master despite being on the same island! Monica smiled. “Hope I can hear some good news from you soon.” Darryl thoughtfully nodded before showing a bitter face. “Cult Mistress, this is not an easy mission. Do you know how many times I’ve sneaked into the principal’s office with no results? The last I did so, I was found out by the security guard and almost got beaten to death! I still have those wounds on me.” ‘I’m so smart to come up with this. She’ll definitely fall for it.’ As expected, Monica’s face was flushed with panic and concern as she instinctively walked toward him. “You’re hurt? Where? Let me have a look.” Monica did not understand why sh
The Cult Master waved his sleeves as he walked toward the bed and sat beside, “I’m thrilled tonight, hence I came here to find you. Haha!” Ever since Monica married him at the island, the Cult Master had been treating her with so much love and care. He would satisfy anything she asked for as long it was not sexual, therefore the disciples treated her as if they were serving the Cult Master. Anyone caught disrespecting her might end up receiving the death penalty. However, Monica treated the Cult Master with no particular enthusiasm or coldness as she had never been truly happy ever since moving to the island. Monica poured him a cup of tea and gently blew on it before asking, “May I ask what made you so happy?” The Cult Master patted the empty space beside him and signaled for her to sit there before smilingly explained, “Darling, I found an interesting book written by the Thirteenth Cult Master during his spare time in the library.” “The book recorded a type of ventriloquism w
‘Was this not the Scripture Cult Mistress asked me to steal?’ Monica also trembled with shock as she stared in disbelief at the Cult Master. “What?” The Supreme Mystery Scripture was a book every cultivator wanted to get hold of. The Scripture had a total of seven volumes with each volume’s cover being red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet respectively. According to a myth, there was a big secret hidden in these seven books. If one could get hold of all seven then that person would discover a secret that could make him the strongest in the world. “My dear Cult Master, who won’t want to keep this for themselves? Why will the Eternal Life Palace Sect suddenly be so kind and give this to you?” Monica doubtfully questioned. The Cult Master just smiled it off. “Don’t worry, darling. I don’t know what they’re trying to do, but I might as well keep this without asking further questions since they sent it over!” Monica nodded but did not say anything more. Though t