Novels by Camellia

Still, this was Neon City after all. Even a low-ranking second-tier family here would easily stand among the elite in other second-tier cities.For this reason, though the Mellon Family had fallen on harder times, their residence remained utterly lavish. This sprawling luxury villa was worth no less than 100 million US dollars.The taxi Alan took could only pull up at the entrance of the villa compound. Security here was extremely tight, so he got out and called Caroline to come pick him up.Thrilled to hear Alan had arrived, Caroline hurried out to greet him at once.She looked lovely today. For her grandmother’s birthday celebration, she had put on a subtle makeup, exuding grace and poise.Spotting Alan, she greeted him joyfully. Alan, you’re here!She ran over and linked her arm through his, pulling him toward the gate, unable to hide her excitement. Come on. I’ll introduce you to my parents later.Alan gently pulled his arm away, looking embarrassed. Caroline, we shouldn’t act lik

For decades as a peerless master of physiognomy and divination, he had been sought after fervently by countless wealthy patrons who spared no expense of gold to beg for a single fortune reading and guidance through life’s crossroads.Even so, vast numbers of people never got the chance to secure his services for a divination.Yet never in his long life had he met anyone like Alan, who harbored no desire whatsoever to peer into the future, track his fortune or pry into heaven’s hidden secrets — such a temperament was exceedingly rare to come by.Shock gave way to sincere admiration for the young man.He bowed respectfully toward Alan. Young Master Alan, may our karmic bond bring us together again someday.Alan nodded with a warm smile. Safe travels on your journey, venerable sir.When they returned to the parking lot, every guard stared at the pair in puzzlement, baffled how an elderly sage and a young stranger meeting for the very first time could have talked for so long.Well aware A

It took him four years to locate Ridge Hill, construct the intricate feng shui formation across the mountain, and lift the Dragon Trapped in Shallows curse. Thanks to his efforts, the Smith Family pulled through their calamity, and Alan himself reaped tremendous benefits.All along, the elderly geomancer had waited patiently for Alan’s arrival, for the young man was the fated lifeline marked in the elder’s divination.With this realization, Alan bowed slightly toward the old sage. Venerable sir, I am deeply grateful for everything you’ve done; your labors have changed my fate entirely. Please accept my respectful obeisance.The elder hurried forward to stop him, speaking with profound humility. I possess neither the merit nor standing to receive such a grand gesture from you.Alan insisted firmly. You deserve it. Without your intervention, I would still be trapped bound to the shallow shallows to this day.The old man shook his head. Among all life destinies, the Dragon fate ranks sup

Having finished speaking, he bent low and knocked his head nine times solemnly before the headstone.As the old saying goes, men kneel to heaven above, earth below, and parents in between. But in Alan’s eyes, neither heaven nor earth deserved his obeisance; his mother and father alone in all creation were worthy of his kowtow.Omba stepped forward then, dropping to one knee by the grave. Eldest brother, sister-in-law, I made a promise eighteen years ago, and I’ve kept my word at last — I’ve brought Alan home to you. Look at him now, a fine, outstanding young man, every inch the extraordinary talent you once were!He wiped away his tears and went on, The last time I visited your resting place, I thought I’d join you soon, yet Alan pulled me back from death’s door. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a while longer before I come to your side…Tears choked off Omba’s words as he broke down weeping.Nancy stepped up and knelt on one knee beside him, her voice quivering with sorrow. Eldest brot

Even as the chairman of Austin Group, Omba edged his tone into something close to entreaty as he spoke to the guard. Young fellow, my body is still far from fully healed. Out of respect for my long-standing close bond with the Smith Family, could you bend the rules just this once? Surely you wouldn’t want to watch me lose my footing and tumble down these stone steps?The guard bowed deeply in response. Mr. Omba, I truly cannot make an exception. To do so would cost me my job.A flicker of irritation crossed Omba’s face, and he pressed sharply. These regulations are far too cold and inhumane! Our two families have been close allies for generations, yet I’m being treated like a complete stranger!The guard shifted awkwardly and replied, Truth be told, Mr. Omba, these rules were set by an elderly master geomancer. The clan head holds his counsel as inviolable law and has ordered us to abide by every stipulation without deviation. I beg your forgiveness.Frustration made Omba’s temper fla

As they neared the foot of Ridge Hill, Omba turned to Alan. Alan, tell the driver to pull over. You take the wheel.Alan hoped to keep his identity hidden from any members of the Smith Family for the time being, so he and Omba had agreed the previous day that he would pose as Omba’s driver and personal assistant for the tomb visit.He nodded. Very well, Uncle Omba. I’ll drive.The chauffeur pulled the car to the roadside, handed a pair of sunglasses to Alan and said, Mr. Alan, these are for you.Alan put on the sunglasses, pulled a disposable face mask from his pocket, then climbed into the driver’s seat. The original driver did not remain in the vehicle and instead boarded one of the following escort cars.Alan steered the sedan onward. Upon reaching the base of Ridge Hill, a stately white marble archway came into view, with an automatic gate shut tight beneath it and several security guards standing sentinel on either side.The lead car halted before the gate, and the rest of the mo

Andrew and Charlotte most likely took the Primeval Seed away with them.At the mention of the three words Primeval Seed, even Weston, the ruler of the Supreme Bruce Clan, could not keep his emotions from surging in his eyes.As the leader of a supreme clan and a Dual-Crown Sovereign, Weston was privy to many ancient secrets, and the Primeval Seed was one of them.It embodied the oldest and most mysterious power in this world. Even sovereign-tier beings burned with great desire to unravel its mysteries.Records of the Primeval Seed stretch far back through history. Legend had it that its emergence and awakening would always spark fierce struggles, drawing even supreme powerhouses into the fray.Throughout the ages, some beings blessed with the Primeval Seed rose to stand atop heaven and earth, becoming peerless legends who reigned supreme over their era.Hence, fiends, humans and all other living creatures alike coveted the Primeval Seed intensely.An ancient maxim had been passed down

Albert nodded obediently. Ryan had given him the very same warning, so he would never summon the Three-Tailed Heavenly Wolf unless absolutely necessary.Grandfather, Little San was gravely injured too. I unleashed its power to clash against the Hades of Spirit Eyes... Albert looked at the wolf phantom before him, clearly sensing its listless state. The Hades of Spirit Eyes had not only shattered his attack, but his overwhelming power had also severely wounded the Three-Tailed Heavenly Wolf trapped inside the bracelet.Albert could feel how weak the beast had become. It would need a long period of recuperation to recover.After a moment of thought, Thomas fixed his gaze on the wolf spirit and said, Very well. Since you have stood guard over Albert, I shall grant you a great opportunity.Seize it, and it will greatly boost your evolution.Elation flared up in the Three-Tailed Heavenly Wolf’s eyes. It hastily bowed its head repeatedly before Thomas in gratitude.Thomas turned to Albert a

Albert let out a bitter smile listening to the elder’s placid words. He understood the underlying meaning. Had anyone else begged for mercy on Euphemia’s behalf, Thomas would have turned a deaf ear without hesitation. Only Albert, with his unique standing and circumstances, could shift the patriarch’s mind to some extent.That was exactly why Thomas had called Euphemia clever: out of countless people, she had astutely picked the one who could benefit her most.Thomas spoke slowly. It is possible she has been using you all along.Albert fell silent for a moment. Grandfather, Cousin Euphemia’s self-centered and extreme choices likely stem from the True Devour-Demon’s corruption. Yet I bear no grudge against her. She only fought to stay alive. Haunted by the crushing despair she endured in the past, she would grasp at any means to survive.Besides, I trust her. She will never harm me. Albert’s features hardened with earnest conviction, placing faith in his own intuition and judgment.No

Thomas cast a glance at Albert, a faint smile tugging at his stern, solemn features. It seems you reaped considerable gains inside the Secret Realm of Caverns.He could tell at a single glance that Albert had made remarkable strides in both soul power rank and soul grade.Hardly worth mentioning, Albert replied modestly. Something suddenly crossed his mind, and he hastened to add, Grandfather, there is another favor I hope to ask of you.What is it?Albert swept his gaze across the grounds and spotted Sister Jin not far below. He darted through the air in an instant and landed beside her after a few heartbeats.Sister Jin stood clustered with several members of the Clark Chamber of Commerce, all staring at an ice sculpture within which Kelly remained trapped in frozen stasis.Albert asked anxiously, Grandfather, this is an old friend I met on the Outer Divine Continent; we share an extremely close bond. She unleashed a strange power to seal herself in ice while helping me inside the s

The old man kept his strength concealed far too well. When on earth did he manage his breakthrough?! Dennis’s face lit up with undisguised delight and astonishment.Beside him, Cyrus sighed helplessly. Now I finally see where your and Dale’s fondness for hiding your true strength comes from.Dennis looked sheepish at the jab. It’s not that I set out to keep it hidden on purpose, Second Brother. You know full well if I’d openly revealed my Eight-Star Divine Realm prowess, our disciples from the Second Courtyard would grow eager to pick fights with those of the Fourth Courtyard, dragging the entire Dragon Tooth Vein into messy internal strife.Cyrus shot him an irked glare. What’s wrong with clamping down on the Fourth Courtyard’s arrogance? They’ve grown far too cocky over the years; that rascal Walden acts as if he can walk all over us.Dennis chuckled cheerfully. Hardly that bad. With the old patriarch backing us, no matter how high Walden’s spirits soar, all his efforts end up forti

The instant Townsend fired back defiantly at Thomas, he took one stride and materialized midair. In the next heartbeat, countless stunned onlookers watched his physique swell at an astonishing rate.In merely a few breaths’ span, Townsend transformed into a colossal giant standing roughly ten thousand li tall, grander than the loftiest mountain ranges. His massive frame was etched all over with archaic runes, each line brimming with unfathomable mystique that exuded an air of obscure primeval antiquity at a single glance.All present were struck dumb gazing up at the towering giant whose form loomed over the land, resembling a primordial deity born at the dawn of creation, awe-inspiring and fearsome to behold.Albert stared in utter shock at the titan who seemed capable of plucking stars from the heavens; such boundless power far outstripped anything he could have imagined.This is the Holy Spirit Physique, the hallmark of all Holy Spirit Realm experts, Dennis murmured beside Albert,