Novels by Camellia

As Albert and his group headed deeper into the main palace, elsewhere, the mysterious young lady of the Clark Chamber of Commerce led her entourage through zones crisscrossed with strange defensive formations. They finally came to a halt before a cave abode.The stone entrance of the abode was tightly sealed, shrouded in faintly flickering energy runes. Terrifying ripples of power emanated from within, striking dread into the hearts of all who stood nearby.Everyone could also feel an intense bone‑chilling cold pervading the place. The inexplicable frigid aura made their very souls tremble faintly.As the mysterious young lady gazed at the cave abode, ripples of emotion stirred within her lake‑cold eyes.Unbeknownst to her, behind her, the young man named Finn was also staring intently at the abode, a strange glint flashing across his gaze.The cave gate remained closed, marked all over with mottled traces of time. Yet the formation runes carved upon it were perfectly intact, radiatin

Albert savored the Star Art circulating within his mind. True to its name, this technique was straightforward in essence: it took his six souls as the foundation to form an extremely intricate yet supremely efficient process for condensing celestial stars.Though Albert had never studied any other Star Arts before, he could still sense just how profound and complex the one he had obtained truly was.In terms of rank, Albert suspected that not even among the vast collection of Star Arts preserved within the Martin Supreme Clan could there be a single one comparable to this.What astonished him most was that this art felt tailor-made precisely for him—the degree of perfect compatibility was simply far too coincidental.Could it be that the Star Wheel had specially created this technique for him just now? Or had this Star Art existed all along, only descending because it resonated perfectly with his soul?If it had existed since ancient times, did that mean there once lived someone else

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

Alan let out a faint chuckle. Beside him, Kobayashi Ichiro asked respectfully at once, Mr. Alan, if you’re letting him take over my work, what arrangements do you have for me next?Alan turned to look at Kobayashi Ichiro and asked calmly, Do you want to go back to Japan and inherit Kobayashi Pharmaceutical?The moment Kobayashi Ichiro heard those words, his blood boiled with excitement. He blurted out in shock, Go back to Japan?! Inherit Kobayashi Pharmaceutical?! Mr. Alan, are you joking with me?!Alan smiled faintly. I’m asking you seriously. If I let you go back, would you be willing to return?Trembling with emotion and tears welling up in his eyes, Kobayashi Ichiro replied fervently, I’m willing! Mr. Alan, I’d love to!Alan nodded. You can go back, but there’s one condition you must agree to first.Kobayashi Ichiro knew Alan would never let him leave for no reason. Without the slightest hesitation, he said, Mr. Alan, I’ll agree to any condition at all! Just please let me return t

With that, he waved a hand at Claude. Take him away. Head to Morges’ dog farm.Claude nodded at once. Understand, Master Alan!Berg beside him also asked quickly, Master Alan, should I come along too?Alan patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, You’re already swamped running the pharmaceutical factory on a daily basis. After everything you’ve been through tonight, you’d better head back and rest well. You still need to supervise production at the factory tomorrow.Berg nodded promptly. Very well, Master Alan. I’ll head back then.Claude ordered his men to escort Kobayashi Ichiro into one of the vehicles.He then left a group of his subordinates behind to clean up the scene, while he drove Alan personally, speeding straight toward Morges’ dog farm.Upon arriving at the farm, Claude had Kobayashi Jiro taken directly to Morges’ office. Morges hurried forward to greet them, speaking respectfully to Alan. Master Alan, you’ve arrived!Alan gave a slight nod and asked, Morges, how has K

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