Novels by Camellia

Seeing the three bow their heads, the thousand and five hundred soldiers of the Fifth Squad fell silent for a few breaths before bowing in succession.This was their acknowledgment of Albert as their new captain.Comrades, from this day forth, we are brothers-in-arms who fight side by side. Though I am only at the Junior Soul Grandmaster Realm now, I ask you to trust me. This captain of the Junior Soul Grandmaster Realm will never let anyone mock our Fifth Squad. Albert glanced around at everyone, a smile spreading across his handsome face, his voice growing much gentler, no longer as aggressive as before.The crowd fell dumb. After the battle they’d just witnessed, who would dare treat him as an ordinary Junior Soul Grandmaster? Still, Albert spoke the truth—his current realm was only the result of growing up in the Outer Divine Continent. Even so, he had mastered a Divine-grade Soul Art. What extraordinary talent this was! With sufficient resources in the future, he would surely soar

Even as Thorne’s thoughts raced, Albert’s face paled drastically, and nearly two-thirds of his surging soul power faded away in an instant.His hands, which had formed the seals, slowly parted.An overwhelmingly terrifying pressure swept out like a hurricane, shaking the void itself. Then, to countless stunned gazes, an illusory black dragon flag slowly rose from his palms.A dragon’s roar shattered the air above the training ground.Albert grasped the black dragon flag directly, then slashed it sharply down toward the void ahead, his face impassive.Divine-grade Soul Art: Black Dragon Netherwater Banner!The void cracked open on the spot, and the roar of surging water echoed from the fractured rift. In the next moment, frigid black river water surged forth as if piercing through from the depths of the void.A black river coiled into being, exuding an endless bone-chilling aura capable of freezing all things.The black river roared into ten-thousand-meter waves, which were then torn a

He fell silent at this point, for Pamela had been born in a brothel and raised by her elder sister. Her sister had entertained men with her beauty to earn ample resources, enabling the young Pamela to escape the brothel. Driven by this, she strove relentlessly and clawed her way up, her goal being to rise to the high ranks of Dragon’s Fang Vein— to secure protection for her elder sister and ensure her a peaceful life for the rest of her days.This information had been provided to him by Angel. It was fine to speak of the first two, but Pamela was a woman after all, and there was no need to lay bare such details in public.These three shared a common trait: they had humble origins, endured arduous cultivation, and achieved their current status through sheer grit.Thorne, Fiquendo and Pamela all changed countenance at Albert’s words. Pamela, in particular, visibly relaxed her shapely frame when she saw Albert glance at her and fall silent.Yet they all understood the implication of his

Albert nodded, understanding her meaning. She could appoint him captain outright, but subduing the Fifth Squad and establishing his footing in the First Courtyard Legion would depend entirely on his own ability.If he failed to tame these unruly men, word would surely spread, and those watching from across the five Heavenly Dragon Veins would mock him in secret.They would not be mocking Albert himself—he was merely a junior, unworthy of such attention. Rather, they would sneer that Andrew, once so breathtakingly brilliant, had ended up with a mediocre son.Seeing this, Angel said no more. Her figure flickered, turning into a streak of light that vanished without a trace.The moment Angel left, the silent training ground erupted in commotion. Many who had stood rigidly at attention relaxed their posture.Numerous gazes shifted to Albert, now glinting with amusement.Whispers rippled across the training ground, and countless eyes sized him up with playful scrutiny.Everyone present kne

When Albert arrived outside the First Courtyard Square under Angel’s escort, he beheld the bluestone-forged barracks, watchtowers and training grounds. Countless clangs of sparring and training rang out within, and waves of soul power surged incessantly, converging above the square. A murderous aura crashed forth like a raging flood.What surging, condensed momentum.Albert stared in slight astonishment at the roiling murderous aura above the square. To his perception, the aura had merged into a single entity, undulating like coiling dragons and pythons, poised to strike and brewing a cataclysmic killing intent.Angel spoke, The eight thousand warriors of the First Courtyard Legion stand as one, all practicing the same Dragon’s Breath Soul Refining Art—naturally, their aura is unified as a whole. This is still with the legion leaderless for the moment. Should a Grand Legion Commander wield the Tiger Talisman and Golden Seal, merging the power of eight thousand into one, that mighty fo

Yet those who are unruly always possess a measure of extraordinary strength. When it comes to overall power, the Fifth Squad is by no means inferior to the First Squad in the First Courtyard Legion, Angel said.Doesn’t sound all that bad. If I can cow this Fifth Squad, I’ll have truly established my footing in the First Courtyard Legion, Albert mused.You’ve got quite a spine.Angel smiled, a hint of admiration in her eyes. Instead of worrying at once, Albert had seen an opportunity from another angle.If you truly pull it off, it will certainly prove your mettle, though the difficulty is no small feat.She pulled a pamphlet from her sleeve and handed it to Albert, saying, This holds the detailed profiles of the Fifth Squad’s one thousand five hundred members. The top three are especially crucial—they are the strongest in the squad, with plenty of followers under them.Thorne: 8-Star Iron Elemental Soul, Silver Soul Body Realm.Pamela: 8-Star Fish-Dragon Flower Soul, Silver Soul Body R

Claude was a shrewd man. Seeing his young master had brought Berger along, he knew Berger had become his young master’s trusted confidant.Moreover, since his young master intended to take Berger to the mountains, he must have planned to reveal his prowess in front of him. In that case, there was no need to deliberately conceal his identity any longer.Berger’s heart trembled violently with shock at this moment. He knew exactly who Claude was, so the moment Claude uttered that word Young Master, he instantly guessed Alan’s true identity.He was utterly stunned.Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Master Alan was not only a supremely powerful grandmaster, but also the eldest young master of the Smith family—the top aristocratic clan of Neon City!His unmatched strength alone was admirable enough, yet his family background was infinitely more illustrious!No wonder people said Master Alan was a true dragon among mortals!With such extraordinary ability and prestigious lineage,

Thus, he was willing to cling to Alan unconditionally. Even if he had to hand over Benel Pharmaceuticals entirely, he would never give the Benel father and son a chance to stage a comeback.Alan nodded and said, Here’s the deal. If the prescriptions I give you yield a stomach powder more potent than Kobayashi Pharmaceuticals’, you will transfer 80% of Benel Pharmaceuticals’ shares to me. I will supply you with an endless stream of superior prescriptions, ensuring Benel Pharmaceuticals grows into a company worth over a hundred billion US dollars in the future. By then, your personal assets will exceed twenty billion US dollars.Benel Pharmaceuticals was currently valued at around one billion US dollars, yet it carried considerable liabilities—and its overall value had declined further due to recent poor management.If Alan truly could help Benel Pharmaceuticals evolve into a hundred-billion-dollar conglomerate, Berger would see his assets multiply exponentially even with just 10% owner

After all, the Smith family was a top-tier aristocratic clan. From an early age, the scions of the Smith family studied ancient history and delved into the art of kingship—these tactics were practically ingrained in their very bones.Thus, Alan shook his head and said, Killing the Webster father and son would be tantamount to admitting I’m afraid of the Hand family. That would be an act of weakness, and I never show weakness.With that, he spoke calmly, If I’m not mistaken, the Hand family has most likely already dispatched the Eight Heavenly Kings. They might even be on their way to the mountains as we speak.What?! Both Mogos and Berger stared in stunned disbelief.Berger exclaimed in shock, They can’t possibly move this fast! After all, they just lost fifteen men. They should have to pull back, regroup, and bide their time before staging a comeback.No! Alan stated with unwavering certainty. If Sanderson had the authority to deploy martial artists, he would have sent them long ago.

Immediately afterward, Sanderson made a phone call at once, arranging for the private jet to be ready for takeoff.The Patriarch of the Hand family also summoned the leader of the Eight Heavenly Kings to his sickbed.The man was already over sixty years old, but thanks to years of practicing ancient martial arts, he looked to be only around forty.The Patriarch had befriended him in his youth, and the man had assisted him for decades. The Patriarch regarded him as an honored guest, always treating him with the utmost respect.It could be said that the two were not only master and servant, but also friends and even brothers—they valued and respected each other deeply.After the Patriarch finished giving his orders, the man clasped his fists in a slight salute toward him and said in a cold voice, Patriarch, rest assured. When I take men there this time, I will definitely bring those two back to Peffers City, and in the meantime, slaughter every last man the enemy has stationed in the mo

A jolt of shock shot through Sanderson’s heart, and he hastened to explain, Father, this is not Verity’s fault. It was her brother who committed all those atrocities—she is a victim just like I am.No one could have foreseen that the frail patriarch would raise his hand and slap Sanderson hard across the face.His whole body trembled with rage as he spoke in a frigid, cutting tone, A true man makes decisive choices when he must! He who hesitates when a hard decision is needed shall inevitably be plagued by the consequences! Do you know how I built the Hand family up step by step to its peak of glory? It was not only because I was more resolute than anyone else when forging ahead, but also because I was more unwavering than anyone when it came to cutting my losses and stepping back. Yet you—you lack even the courage to make the painful sacrifices of a gecko shedding its tail or a warrior severing his wounded wrist. Instead, you cling to your broken bonds and struggle on in agony. You n

The men who had arrested them were the underlings of Moggs, and their leader in the Changbai Mountain region—Damon.Damon’s face was dark with fury as he stared at the petrified father and son, his voice cold and sharp. Did you really think you could escape?Webster whimpered, Brother Damon, we never meant to run away! These men dragged us away with no explanation at all!Damon roared coldly, Cut the crap with me! I know exactly what you were thinking. Let me tell you this—so long as I Damon draw breath, neither you nor your son will ever set foot out of Changbai Mountain!Webster nodded frantically, his tone servile. Brother Damon, we truly have no desire to leave Changbai Mountain. Over these days, my son and I have grown deeply attached to this place. I’ve even decided to spend my remaining years here in retirement.Baldwin quickly nodded in agreement beside him. That’s right, Brother Damon. Father is right. Both of us have fallen in love with this land.Damon lunged forward withou