Novels by Camellia

Davidson forced himself to stay calm and shouted, Listen up! I am the second master of the Austin Family. My status is far beyond what you could ever hope to reach in your entire life. So think twice before crossing me completely, or you will have only yourself to blame for the consequences!Alan did not grow angry. He let out a hearty laugh and said, Don’t flatter yourself so much. At the very least, you ought to figure out who I really am first.Figure out who you are?Though he feared Alan’s strength, Davidson looked utterly disdainful upon hearing this. He stared at Alan and sneered, I’ve long dug up everything about you. You’re just a nobody, a live-in son-in-law of the Mill Family in Plus City. A trivial clan from a small town—what right do you have to act arrogant in front of us?Exactly!Orwell chimed in coldly right away. Get this straight. Even if you gathered all the major families in Plus City and combined their power and wealth, they still wouldn’t amount to half of the A

As Omba finished his speech with great spirit, everyone present felt instantly reassured. Their worries faded away, and excited smiles spread across their faces.A few people even started clapping spontaneously, and soon the rest joined in cheerfully.After all, everyone held shares in the Austin Group for one simple reason: to make money. They had no desire for factional strife and intrigue. They merely wanted to stand behind the person capable of leading them to greater profits.Now that a miracle had happened and Omba had recovered from his critical illness, why would they not continue to support him and earn more wealth under his leadership?Davidson and Orwell, however, looked utterly dismayed.Had their carefully laid plans fallen apart the moment the meeting began? The feeling was utterly bitter.It was just like spending decades training martial arts to challenge the leader of the martial arts world, believing oneself to be unrivaled. Yet upon facing the champion, one was defe

Davidson had even worked out a detailed plan. Once his eldest brother arrived, he would slam the newspaper down right in front of him and hold him fully responsible for the sharp stock plunge.Before Omba could get a word in, he would immediately propose a new board vote to elect a new chairman, claiming the current one was no longer fit for the crucial position.Just as Davidson was lost in his thoughts, the conference room door was pushed open forcefully.In stepped Omba, glowing with health and exuding an imposing aura. Alan followed closely behind him into the room.Everyone present, including Davidson and Orwell, froze in shock at the sight of Omba’s vibrant demeanor.The two brothers exchanged a glance. Though neither spoke a word, the same thought crossed their minds: Our eldest brother looked deathly ill yesterday, yet now he’s suddenly in perfect spirits? It’s only been one night—how could the change be so drastic?Most of the other directors had not seen Omba for quite some

Omba went on to explain, If the share price dips over rumors of my critical condition, retail investors and minor shareholders will be the first to panic. Seeing their assets shrink, they will surely voice their dissatisfaction through all kinds of channels.Since the slump is blamed on my poor health, I will be the one taking the fall. Then my brothers can easily rally other shareholders to force me to step down. With the market losing faith in me, everyone will feel relieved only after I relinquish my position.Once they succeed in ousting me from the board, the share price will bounce back. That means the two of them will suffer almost no real losses at all.After hearing the explanation, Alan finally understood the true intention behind the second and third sons of the Austin Family manipulating the media to run the story. He could not help but wonder what reactions they would have when they saw Omba looking hale and hearty at the Austin Group later.Just then, Juliet came downsta

Davidson nodded slightly. Rest assured, Gethry. You’ve told us everything today, and we won’t forget you once we get the antidote.Gethry was overwhelmed with joy. Thank you so much, Second Master! I will always remember your kindness.Davidson hummed. It’s getting late. Head back and rest. We’ll stay in touch and keep you updated on any new developments.Gethry bowed respectfully. Then I shall take my leave, Second Master.As soon as Gethry was gone, Orwell turned to Davidson anxiously. Brother, how confident are you that we can make Alan hand over the antidote?Davidson let out a cold snort. Didn’t you hear what Gethry said? That fellow is nothing but a charlatan who makes a living off feng shui. He came to Neon City to see our eldest brother purely for money. As long as greed drives him, we have nothing to fear. Once we wrap up the board meeting tomorrow, I’ll offer him enough money to make him kneel before us willingly.A frigid cold front swept over Neon City, sending the tempera

The two men from the Austin Family listened calmly at first, but when they heard that Alan had rendered him infertile effortlessly, Davidson quickly pressed for answers. Who exactly is this Alan? Could he be someone from the Smith Family here in Neon City?At the mention of Alan, Gethry gritted his teeth in hatred. That Alan is nothing but a son-in-law living with his wife’s family in the Mill Clan of Plus City!Their clan is utterly insignificant, not worth mentioning at all. Their group was drowning in huge losses and deep in debt, owing millions of US dollars to the bank with no way to pay it back. Even within their own clan, Alan and his father-in-law’s family were looked down upon and treated like trash. There is no way he could be part of the prestigious Smith Family in Neon City.Davidson hurried to ask, What does that young man look like?Tall and fairly handsome, Gethry replied. He always talks in an arrogant way that makes people want to hit him.Davidson frowned and turned

While Albert was distributing spirit cores freely to win over others, Verity's mood had soured greatly after seeing his abundant treasures. She turned on her heel without a second thought, stepped into an energy vortex and vanished in an instant.Clearly, she chose to leave so she would not have to witness any more of this.Following her lead, members of the Supreme Langman Clan, Finn's party from the Clark Trading House, and the cultivators of the Flame Demon Hall all departed one after another.As he left, Carl shot Albert a cold, menacing glance. His lips moved, and a voice drifted straight into Albert's ears.Don't get too cocky, Albert. This is far from over.Albert kept a blank expression and paid him no heed. He then walked over to Aunt Jin and handed her two spirit cores before asking, Do you know how to break the ice seal trapping Kelly?Having calmed down from her initial panic, Aunt Jin replied, Miss Kelly unleashed the remaining power of her Sacred Seed, which caused her t

I don't have enough spirit cores for everyone. If you don't mind such humble gifts, these will have to suffice.Albert held out his palm, revealing over a dozen shards of black crystal — the very same kind Verity had taken out earlier. They still carried the faint aura of the Primordial Soul Fruit.These were merely the leftover residues from refining the Divine Nectar of Creation. The white ape had cast them aside as useless scraps in the main hall, and Albert had gathered quite a lot of them.He himself thought little of these remnants, yet the lingering energy of the Primordial Soul Fruit made them highly desirable to others. Distributing them freely now was a perfect chance to win everyone over.Pierce first took the spirit cores, then scrambled to catch the black crystal shards. Behind him, Laura and the other members of the Dragon Scale Range beamed with delight. There was plenty to go around, so everyone would get a share.Before long, all of them looked at Albert with sincere

Rewards ought to be divided based on one's contributions. I believe I am well deserving of this. Finn stepped forward, flicked his sleeve, and wove a strand of soul power to snatch the spirit core. He claimed it outright in a domineering manner.Discontent flashed across the faces of the onlookers. The group from the Flame Demon Hall felt especially wronged. They had lost their leader and suffered heavy losses, yet now they were being denied their due share of the rewards. Resentment burned in their hearts.The Supreme Langman Clan had also been left leaderless after Ian's death. Though Carl was talented, he lacked the seniority to command the others. They could only frown helplessly as Finn seized the prize first.With Jesse and Ian gone, they stood no chance against Finn, who came from a powerful background and boasted formidable strength. All they could do was glare their displeasure.Finn noticed their anger but paid it no mind.Verity smiled softly and spoke up. Do not be hasty,

Faced with the chaotic scene, Albert let out a weary sigh, having no desire to go into lengthy explanations.Everyone, please stay calm.Verity stepped forward slowly, her soft voice easing the crowd's unrest. She glanced at the downcast Albert, then gave a brief account of everything that had transpired.A long silence fell over the group once she finished. Everyone stared at Albert in utter disbelief.Albert... did you really slay that fiendish True Demon? Sweetie from the Heavenly Origin Ancient Academy widened her eyes, her usual aloof demeanor completely gone. What Verity had told them was simply too hard to accept.Albert was only a Three-Star Astral Star Realm cultivator. Though he had defeated Jesse before, displaying combat prowess comparable to a mid-tier Heavenly Spirit Realm expert, that was still worlds apart from a True Demon.After all, that fiend wielded power of the Divine Realm!Ulysses, Lisa and the others were equally stunned. Even coming from Verity, the story sou

The token's appearance served as a clear warning to Nether Lord Spirit Eye. Any further aggression on his part would surely draw the full attention of Supreme Martin.Though the supreme powerhouse was currently containing the Abyss and locked in a standoff against dreadful entities, provoking him would spell immense trouble.Thus, Nether Lord Spirit Eye resolutely abandoned his urge to kill Albert.My apologies. He let out a dry chuckle and bowed slightly toward the token. Then he stepped backward slowly. The crimson vortex expanded abruptly and swallowed his figure whole.With his departure, silence descended upon the land once more.The token above Albert's head turned into a wisp of flowing light and slipped back into the spatial orb.Albert regained control of his senses. He stared at the empty space before him, where a faint trace of fragrance still lingered in the air.The scent remained, yet the one who bore it was gone. He had no idea when they would meet again, nor whether ev

Nether Lord Spirit Eye brushed off her words with a chuckle. For the path I seek, I would not hesitate to lay waste to all living beings.Euphemia, come with me. You shall become the most perfect existence in this world, surpassing even me one day.I know you hate me. Yet that is all the more reason to join me. You will never get such a chance within the Dragon Vein Range.And more importantly...His smile softened further.If you refuse to come willingly, I will invade your mind. Then I will make you use your own hands...To kill him. He stretched out his withered finger and pointed straight at Albert.At his words, a bone-chilling killing intent flared in Euphemia's eyes. She tightened her grip on the Green Bamboo Serpent Staff until it let out a faint creak, her knuckles blanching from the force.The threat was utterly malicious.Yet Nether Lord Spirit Eye paid no heed to her furious glare. The stronger her reaction, the more effective his intimidation proved to be.His black robe