Novels by Camellia

Having attained this realm, Euphemia stood a far greater chance of reaching the God Realm in the future than he did. She would even keep surpassing him at every step—how could he possibly remain calm?Craving death? That is trivial.Euphemia’s voice was icy cold, devoid of the slightest emotion. The nine celestial stars behind her suddenly began rotating at extreme speed. As their velocity intensified, the nine stars merged directly into a radiant halo that materialized behind her.The halo was wondrous and profound, etched with faint, intricate ancient runes that flickered in and out of sight. At the same time, it transformed into something akin to a black hole, devouring the energy of heaven and earth at a terrifying rate.The soul power fluctuations emanating from Euphemia’s body surged wildly without restraint.Countless gazes locked onto the luminous halo forged from the nine stellar orbs behind her, and a wave of astonished murmurs rippled through the crowd.That is… the exclusi

Its branches and leaves turned an even deeper emerald green, shimmering like fine jade. Surging vital energy billowed forth, filling this soul realm with boundless life and vitality.At this very moment, Albert’s soul power rose steadily by leaps and bounds.His Upper Seven‑Star Wood‑Earth Element Soul had finally completed its evolution, truly stepping into the realm of Eight‑Star rank.Before Albert could even begin to savour the purity of his newly advanced Eight‑Star Wood‑Earth Element Soul, another unexpected change stirred within his body.Within his perception, as dense golden mist poured into his veins, a wisp of Nether Soul Fire rose up from deep inside him. Golden mist swirled around the flames, and under their refining burn, it transformed into wondrous golden threads that existed halfway between substance and illusion.The golden threads stretched endlessly in all directions, faintly weaving together to form some profoundly mysterious pattern.The threads arranged themselv

Pas looked dejected and said, It seems that among the prodigies of our Langman Supreme Clan across these two generations, only you, Elder Brother, hold the greatest hope of attaining Nine-Star rank.Karl did not deny this. With his talent of a Lower Nine-Star Soul, his foundation and potential were indeed far superior to Ian’s.It matters little that Clan Brother Ian failed in his condensation. He has prepared the Intermediate Heavenly Spirit Pill. He can seize the lingering momentum from this baptism to directly breakthrough to the Intermediate Heavenly Spirit Realm. Though the secret realm is bound by restrictive laws, his strength will still surge by a great margin, far outstripping all other cultivators in the Elementary Heavenly Spirit Realm.When the time comes, we may even take the chance to slaughter a few members of the Martin Supreme Clan. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he finished speaking.At that moment, Ian opened his eyes with a dark, somber expression. Sensing

In that instant, a sudden revelation dawned upon Albert. With a shift of his mind, he slowly set the Nether Divine Forging Art circulating within his body.The very moment Albert activated the forbidden art, an abrupt transformation unfolded.Upon the Golden Terrace towering atop the mountain peak, waves of profound, mystifying golden light rippled forth without warning. The sudden commotion left every cultivator present stunned and bewildered.In the next breath, they watched as streams of golden light surged toward the heavens, weaving together high above the mountain to form a colossal and extraordinary golden formation.The ancient, boundless aura emanated from the grand array. At its center loomed a majestic golden eye, brimming with overwhelming authority.Golden rays streamed forth from the pupil, sweeping slowly over every figure upon the Golden Terrace.Those with sharp senses soon noticed that within this radiant glow lingered the same divine golden mist that had nourished a

Countless eyes turned toward them, filled with undisguised envy. Even so, none felt disappointed with their own gains. Though they had not achieved an evolution of their soul rank, they could clearly sense that this baptism had shaved off half a year’s worth of soul tempering. Those six months entailed far more than mere time; the soul essence consumed over that period amounted to an enormous fortune. For many rogue cultivators, and even outstanding talents from major factions, such a cost was anything but trivial.One only needed to look at Albert, a direct descendant of the Dragon Vein Bloodline. Even faced with immensely valuable Eight-Star soul essence, he still lived in constant scarcity. Most cultivators exercised great restraint when absorbing and refining such consumables, fearing the buildup of impurities that would eventually solidify their souls and trap their growth. Yet Albert’s unique constitution allowed him to indulge without restraint—turning him into a veritable gold

With the seats fully divided, Albert stirred, his figure shifting in an instant to land atop one of the golden lotus thrones. He settled into a cross-legged meditation posture, and immediately, a wondrous, refreshing stream of cold qi flowed into his body. The lingering wounds he had sustained from the brutal battle began to heal faintly.Most importantly, Albert sensed ripples stirring within his three souls, which grew increasingly vibrant and active.A thought crossed his mind. It seemed the baptism bestowed upon the Golden Terrace truly offered tremendous benefits for soul refinement. He could not help but wonder just how much he would gain from this opportunity.He thought with quiet anticipation, I hope my Wood-Earth Element Souls or Dragon-Thunder Element Souls can advance to a higher level this time.Come to think of it, there is also the ritual spoken of by the Lantern Bearer… He said it would take place upon the Golden Terrace, yet I have no idea how it is to be performed.F

Yet just as Kobayashi Jiro had said, expanding production lines required massive investments of manpower, materials, capital and above all, time.There is an ancient European saying: Rome was not built in a day.The expansion of Zhenyuan Pharmaceuticals’ production lines could never be accomplished in a short span of time.If Zhenyuan Stomach Powder went on to become a global sensation, the company would simply lack the production capacity to meet the skyrocketing worldwide market demand.Thinking of this, Berg could not help but hesitate.He then said to Kobayashi Jiro, Mr. Kobayashi, this is not a decision I can make alone. I am merely a manager at Zhenyuan Pharmaceuticals. Any cooperation with your company will ultimately need our boss’s approval.Sensing Berg’s wavering tone, Kobayashi Jiro knew there was still a glimmer of hope. He smiled and replied, In that case, Manager Berg, please contact your boss at once and inquire about his willingness to cooperate. If he is interested,

At this very moment,Kobayashi Jiro was seated in the reception room of Zhenyuan Pharmaceuticals.Ever since its launch, Zhenyuan Stomach Powder had been met with wild popularity and frantic buying sprees, placing immense production pressure on Berg and his team.Starting from last night, the miraculous effects of Zhenyuan Stomach Powder had been widely shared and recommended across social platforms such as WeChat Moments and Weibo. Coupled with the star influence of Juliet, the product had become extraordinarily sought-after.Such unprecedented popularity brought one pressing issue above all else: insufficient production capacity.To address this, Berg had decided to pay his employees double wages for overtime work, aiming to manufacture Zhenyuan Stomach Powder at the fastest possible speed.That was why he had headed to the production workshop early that morning to oversee operations in person. He also planned to hold a mobilization meeting for the staff to boost their morale and ra

A look of undisguised horror flickered across Ito Keiko’s usually calm and unruffled face.She retreated rapidly, her eyes locked firmly on Kara’s movements, striving to spot any opening in her attacks.At that moment, she suddenly noticed that all of Kara’s strikes were targeted at her upper body, leaving her lower defenses noticeably lax.She resolved to stick to her defensive counterattack strategy, this time aiming squarely for Kara’s lower body.Kara threw two consecutive punches, both deftly dodged by Ito Keiko. Spotting a perfect opening, Ito Keiko dropped low, darted forward and sideways past Kara’s frame. With her uninjured left hand leading and her wounded right hand trailing behind, she drove both palms together, striking hard toward Kara’s waist.The Chinese spectators in the stands gasped in unison, certain that Ito Keiko had seized another chance to land a decisive counterblow.Yet at the critical, hairsbreadth moment, Kara shaped her left hand into an open palm and clen

At this moment, if one chose to withstand the opponent’s punch with any part of their body, they would be forced to absorb every ounce of the incoming force completely.It is like a speeding car about to crash into a solid wall. The occupant inside could never endure the tremendous impact when their body slams against the steering wheel inside the vehicle upon collision.However, while brute resistance is ill-advised, overcoming hardness with softness serves as an excellent countermeasure.It is as if an airbag deploys between the person and the steering wheel the instant the crash occurs.The soft, elastic airbag effectively shields the body while dissipating the immense impact force perfectly.This is the crucial advantage.Ito Keiko was able to assess the entire situation in the blink of an eye, respond immediately, and use her supple palms to dispel the incoming momentum. This single maneuver filled Kara with sincere admiration.This perfectly demonstrates the immense importance o

This final match had attracted immense attention nationwide. Every major television channel was broadcasting live, and countless video platforms streamed the event simultaneously online. For this reason, Alan did not accompany Kara onto the stage. Instead, he left the backstage area early and took a seat in the arena with his back facing the cameras.He believed Kara no longer needed his guidance. All he had to do was watch her match quietly from the sidelines.Before long,Kara and Ito Keiko entered the ring from opposite entrances on either side.Both young women were breathtakingly beautiful, and their arrival instantly sparked thunderous cheers from the crowd. The moment they stepped onto the ring, they captured everyone’s attention. Yet their own gazes both drifted down into the audience, searching for the very same person.That person was Alan.To Kara, Alan was her pillar of strength. She knew full well that without his help, she would never have made it this far.As for Ito Ke

Although Alan was originally an orphan with no prominent background, he had mastered the art of feng shui, which would guarantee a steady stream of wealth for the family in the future. Coupled with their lavish villa at Tomson Yipin worth over 100 million yuan, Ava could not have been more content.Therefore, her only intention toward Alan now was to win his favor, with no ulterior motives beyond that.This drastic change left Mia and Gilmore utterly astonished. Neither of them had ever imagined that Ava, who had never backed down in the household before, would start deferring to Alan.Of course, they both knew full well that Ava’s shift in attitude was purely driven by money. No one understood her character better than they did.Even so, the new dynamic was far from undesirable. At the very least, there would be no more constant quarrels and chaos within the family.When Alan arrived at the stadium by car, the venue was already packed with massive crowds.Today’s final match had capt