Novels by Camellia

At Ulysses’ words, Lisa was about to retort, only to meet his warning gaze.It’s merely a Star Art after all. Our Dragon Blood lineage houses a vast collection of them as well—they are by no means inferior to what can be gained here.Lisa had no choice but to swallow her grievances. She was no fool; she knew Ulysses could never openly favor her right now. To do so would stoke resentment from the other two lineages and only let the Dragon Tooth lineage gain the upper hand in this generation.The outcome left her filled with regret. If she had known things would turn out like this, she would never have mocked Albert and Isabel in the first place. In the end, she had only lost her own quota.Albert paid no mind to Lisa’s chagrin. He lifted his gaze toward the enormous Star Wheel. By now, several cultivators had gathered a hundred drops of Soul Golden Dew each and were darting up onto the grand platform.Among the crowd, Albert spotted many familiar faces: Verity, Selene, Sweetie, Karl, a

He knew quite well about this type of technique.Star Arts were cultivation methods exclusively suited for those in the Elementary Heavenly Spirit Realm.Their function was simple yet extremely crucial: they accelerated the speed of condensing celestial stars.Having only just broken through to the Celestial Star Realm, Albert had not yet had the chance to formally cultivate any Star Art. Still, the Dragon Tooth lineage kept a vast collection of them, so he was in no hurry. He had originally planned to return to the lineage after leaving the Heavenly Domain Secret Realm and pick a Star Art that perfectly suited him.Nitia suggested, Cousin Albert, you’ve just advanced to the Celestial Star Realm. You might as well try your luck here. Our Dragon Tooth lineage does possess many Star Arts, but they cannot compare in sheer number to those contained within the Star Wheel. What matters most for a Star Art is how well it resonates with one’s own soul. You bear three innate souls, so your req

Albert gave Euphemia a helpless glance. Did she really have to keep bringing this up? He couldn’t help feeling she was doing it on purpose.Meeting Albert’s gaze, Euphemia simply smiled and pretended not to notice.Ulysses fell silent for a long moment before forcing a stiff smile. Congratulations to the both of you, then.His previously soaring arrogance faded away visibly. He had hoped to take advantage of his own great surge in strength to suppress the prestige of the Dragon Tooth lineage, then naturally seize command of their party. Yet things had not gone as he planned—the Dragon Tooth lineage had proven every bit their match. Though Euphemia had not advanced to the Intermediate Heavenly Spirit Realm, her Nine‑Star Celestial Star foundation carried far greater weight than that of an ordinary cultivator in that realm.Lisa’s pretty face shifted through a mix of emotions. The words she had been about to say died in her throat, and the complacency in her beautiful eyes faded into re

Blindingly bright blood pooled like flowing streams, trickling down from the Golden Terrace. Twisted corpses lay scattered haphazardly everywhere, traces of terror still frozen upon their faces.A horrific slaughter had clearly erupted here—and in the end, not a single soul survived.The stench of blood pervaded heaven and earth.Suddenly, strange chewing sounds cut through the deathly silence.Following the sound with his gaze, one saw a lone figure seated atop the highest point of the blood-soaked Golden Terrace.It was a bald young man clad in a white monk’s robe. He had fair skin, red lips and white teeth, possessing an otherworldly handsome appearance. Yet in this moment, he held a severed forearm in his hand, bringing it to his mouth and tearing at it slowly.Across his smooth scalp, glaring blood trails wriggled sluggishly like crawling insects, faintly forming the shape of a blood-red lotus.Blood splattered from the corners of his mouth, cloaking him in an indescribably eerie

At Karl’s thunderous shout, every part of his bestialized body instantly turned the dark hue of profound black iron, emanating an impenetrable defensive aura of terrifying might.Come! So what if it’s reached Great Perfection Realm? It’s still nothing more than a low-tier Divine Rank Art!The sharp dragon claws, dripping with dark netherwater and shrouded in the essence of corrosion, sliced through the air and crashed heavily against the Hundred Beast Armor enveloping Karl’s body. In an instant, shocking energy shockwaves erupted, accompanied by a harsh, grating screech reverberating from the armor.The two forces clashed violently in a frenzied collision.Yet amid the impact, Karl’s expression turned exceedingly grim. He watched helplessly as the dragon claws slowly tore a hideous gash across his Hundred Beast Armor.Even though this technique was merely elementary, the Great Perfection Realm had undeniably granted it overwhelming power. Empowered by the corrosive essence, it could a

Albert smiled and said, This is the last bit left. Only Second Sister is just one step away from breaking through, so I might as well give her a hand.He spoke these words to Dale.Dale scratched his head with an honest grin and waved his hand, showing he did not mind at all. He knew full well that his soul rank was already extremely high, and achieving another evolution was far from something a single Golden Terrace baptism could accomplish.Nitia and the others beside them looked on with undisguised envy. Yet they understood the close bond between Albert and Isabel. Kinship and closeness came first, and though they were jealous, they harbored no resentment in their hearts.After gifting Isabel this small stroke of fortune, Albert walked over to stand beside Euphemia. He glanced at the gloomy-faced members of the Langman Supreme Clan ahead, then smiled faintly. You all look rather unhappy.Beneath his smiling gaze, however, lay a cold sharpness. Though he had been immersed in his bre

The man trembled in fright. No, no, no! Sir, please don’t be rash! I’ll squat down, alright?With that, he quickly put his hands over his head and crouched down low.Seeing him comply, the rest followed suit immediately and knelt down one after another.Outside, Kobayashi Jiro still had no idea what was happening inside the coach.He was telling his men to hurry and force Berg into the car to take him away.Just then, a large fleet of black sedans suddenly emerged from both sides of the curve.In an instant, they completely surrounded Kobayashi Jiro’s group along with the coach, leaving no way in or out.Kobayashi Jiro instantly panicked.He was no fool. At the sight of this imposing formation, he knew the newcomers meant trouble—and they had clearly come fully prepared.He shouted urgently to the Japanese experts beside him, No more delays! We have to fight our way out at once!Kobayashi Jiro knew he was now trapped like a turtle in a jar. If he failed to break through quickly and lo

While Kobayashi Jiro thought he had laid an inescapable trap for Berg, Alan had already enclosed him tightly in his own net.Right here, right now, Kobayashi Jiro believed the dozen elite experts he had summoned all the way from Japan were more than enough to take Berg down.Little did he know that on both sides of this road bend, no fewer than fifty men had already surrounded his people completely.The coach carrying Alan was less than three kilometers away from the scene.Zhenyuan Pharmaceuticals, where Berg was staying, was also roughly three kilometers away.Meanwhile, Berg walked out of Zhenyuan Pharmaceuticals, got into his car, and left for home as usual after work.When Kobayashi Jiro’s spy reported that Berg had set off from the pharmaceutical factory and was driving alone, Kobayashi Jiro’s blood boiled with excitement.Ten minutes later, Berg’s Mercedes-Benz rounded the bend.The night was dark and windy, with almost no other traffic on the road.Kobayashi Jiro’s plan was si

Alan stood up in a hurry and said to his father-in-law, Dad, I have something to take care of, I’m heading out.His father-in-law smiled and asked, Do you need a car? Shall I give you the keys?Alan waved his hand. No need, Dad.With that, he stepped out of the door.At that moment, a luxury coach with over forty seats was parked right at the entrance of Tomson Riviera.If he were Kobayashi Jiro, lying in ambush along Berg’s route home, he would keep a close eye on Berg’s car and other private vehicles passing by—knowing Berg might have bodyguards secretly protecting him.But he would never pay any attention to a coach with an out-of-town license plate.Spotting such a long-distance passenger bus during the ambush, he would simply take it for an ordinary passing vehicle.That way, they would definitely catch Kobayashi Jiro completely off guard!As soon as Alan walked out of Tomson Riviera, the coach’s automatic door slowly slid open.Claude quickly stepped down from the vehicle and sa

With a daily food budget of one thousand US dollars, Ivy did not dare embezzle a single cent.She knew she had to behave perfectly now and keep Alan satisfied with her. She absolutely could not let small gains lead to big losses.When Mia came home from work in the evening, she was utterly stunned to see the lavish spread of dishes on the table.She had never imagined her mother would buy such expensive ingredients and cook with such meticulous care.Even Gilmore was left dumbfounded.He thought to himself: What’s gotten into Ivy today? Has she lost her mind?As she called the family over for dinner, Ivy smiled and said, Let me tell you, starting today, our daily dining standard for the four of us is one thousand US dollars. I’ll do everything I can to make sure we eat better every single day!Mia exclaimed in shock, Mom, a thousand dollars a day? That’s thirty thousand dollars a month! No one has such an extravagant food budget. Besides, where did you get so much money?Ivy immediate

Mia said quickly, I got it, Dad. Don’t worry about it anymore. Hurry and eat your meal!Gilmore said earnestly, I’m passing on life experience to you two. Especially you, Mia. You push yourself way too hard with work every day. You should learn from Alan—focus on your work when there’s work to do, and rest properly when there’s not. If you ask me, you should take a few days off and go traveling somewhere with Alan.Alan spoke up at this moment. Dad, I might have to go out of town in the next couple of days.Out of town? Gilmore asked curiously. Good son-in-law, where are you planning to go?I’m heading to Neon City, Alan replied.Neon City? Gilmore asked in surprise. What are you going there for?Mia was also full of confusion.As far as she could remember, ever since Alan had married her, he had never left Plus City in nearly four years. She couldn’t figure out why he suddenly planned to travel all the way to Neon City.At this point, Alan used his usual feng shui excuse and smiled.

The International University Sanda Competition had finally come to an end.With the gold medal around her neck, Kara threw herself into Alan’s arms back in the lounge, tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms dampened by rain.She cried out of excitement, and also out of gratitude.Never had Kara imagined that she would one day become a world champion.Her heart was filled with overwhelming joy at this moment.She knew full well that all her achievements were thanks to Master Alan, the man she loved deeply. His support and help were beyond words.The moment she rushed into Alan’s embrace, Bert and Jessie tactfully stepped out of the lounge on their own.Dressed only in a sports crop top and shorts, Kara hugged Alan tightly, caring nothing that she was still an innocent young girl who had never been in love.Buried against his chest as she clung firmly to him, she choked out emotionally, Master Alan, thank you so much! I would never have won this gold medal if it weren’t for yo