Novels by Camellia

Albert instinctively stretched out his palm and seized the streak of saber light firmly in his grasp.At that moment, the golden staff shadow pierced through the void toward him.Torrents of surging power erupted from Albert’s body, wrapping around the saber in his hand as it crashed headlong into the staff’s shadow.A sharp, ringing clang of metal exploded outward, whipping up towering waves across the vast lake far below.To Albert’s immense delight, the blade in his hand did not shatter this time.For the first time, the Ancestor’s dragon-coiled golden staff, famed for smashing treasure artifacts, failed to work its destructive magic.Albert leaped backward and stared in awe at the blade in his grip. Could this be… his reforged Golden Jade Saber?The saber retained its traditional straight-bladed shape, yet its body was far more elongated than before. Golden light swirled around the hilt, inlaid with patterns resembling dragon scales.Sharp golden speckles dotted the blade’s surfac

Dennis beside him asked in confusion, Father, why does the Ancestor look nothing like his portraits?The others quickly nodded in agreement. The Ancestor was the undisputed legend of the entire Supreme Martin Clan, so everyone was endlessly curious about him.Thomas replied, This is not the Ancestor’s true physical form.Cyrus pressed, A clone, then?Thomas spoke slowly, Not exactly a clone… This is merely a wisp of consciousness the Ancestor left behind when he forged the Demon Abyss all those years ago.A wisp of consciousness? Shock washed over the group. Could a mere fragment of thought persist for so many centuries?This is no ordinary strand of consciousness. The Ancestor shaped it by drawing a fragment of his own past self. You may view the figure before us as the Ancestor in his Divine Realm era.He is utterly authentic and virtually indestructible—no being under heaven can erase the consciousness of a Supreme.A simple wisp of thought deemed unkillable? The crowd sat stunned

Dennis let out a sigh and smiled wistfully. This scene takes me back to when Third Brother led the First Courtyard Legion to clear the Demon Abyss all those years ago.Cyrus smiled as well. This boy Albert has quite the lofty spirit, insisting on tackling the seventy-second floor right now. It’s plain to see he’s aiming straight to outdo his father.The other manor lords could not help but chuckle. Albert’s motive was far too obvious, and the sight of a son striving to surpass his own father carried a hint of amusement.A faint smile flickered in Thomas’s eyes. I wonder what expression Andrew will wear if he returns to find every one of his old records broken by his son.The group laughed in agreement. It was rare to hear Thomas crack such a dry jest, so they were quick to play along.Walden, Manor Lord of the Fourth Courtyard, spoke up. When Lord Andrew challenged the seventy-second floor, he faced a Four-Star Divine Realm Dragon—that stood as the pinnacle hardship any legion had eve

After speaking, his gaze suddenly lingered on Dale, for he noticed the soul force rippling off the latter’s body felt far purer and fiercer than before.Elder Brother, you’ve…Isabel cut in beside him, a hint of envy in her tone. His soul has evolved; he’s now Pseudo Nine-Star.Dale scratched his head with a sheepish grin. I have Third Brother’s gift of the Void Heavenly Dew to thank. Without it, my soul evolution would’ve taken ages more to build up enough momentum.Truth be told, it was almost wasted on me. I’ve never been one to pick fights with others—it would’ve suited Isabel far better. He stole a quick glance at Isabel as he said this.Isabel let out a soft huff. As if I’d care for it.Albert smiled. No worries. I’ll hunt down far finer treasures for Elder Sister later on.Isabel’s face lit up instantly. Only little brother knows how to look out for me.She bore no real resentment. She well understood that Void Heavenly Dew yielded its greatest potency during soul evolution. Th

The black dragon roared, snapping open its fanged maw wide. A surging stream of black dragon breath, steeped in corrosive might, blasted straight toward the fiend chieftain.The fiend chieftain let out a shrill shriek. Two ten-thousand-meter dark beams shot forth from its giant eyes, blazing with searing heat that warped the void itself.The two terrifying forces collided, shattering the space between them endlessly.In the end, the fiend chieftain still gained the upper hand; the black dragon breath dissolved steadily wherever the dark beams swept.Faint sighs seemed to echo through the void, coming from high-ranking elders of the Supreme Martin Clan who were watching Albert’s battle closely.From what they could see, this Upper Three-Star Divine Realm fiend chieftain was an immensely formidable roadblock.If Albert failed to break past its blockade, reaching the seventy-second and final floor would be all but impossible.Just as they lamented this turn, a faint sword hum suddenly ra

Within the billowing dust, a colossal shape loomed indistinctly. As the haze slowly settled, a towering figure hundreds of meters tall stood firm between heaven and earth.It was the chieftain of the Demon Fiends, bearing eight massive arms. Countless ancient, arcane runes were etched across its enormous frame, shimmering with eerie, shifting luminescence.This fiend chieftain possessed terrifying brute strength. With every exhale and inhale, it spewed raging energy tempests that rampaged and laid waste across the mountain valleys, acting as if it were a behemoth of annihilation.Far off, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion watched the fiend chieftain with stern, resolute expressions. After weeks of grueling trials, every troop member’s power had surged dramatically. Their essence, energy, and spirit had been forged to peak perfection, bolstered by unshakable faith forged from streak after streak of victories.Under Albert’s leadership, they had fought their way

After that, he turned to Alan again and choked out, Mr. Alan, can I leave after the New Year? Otherwise, I’ll have to travel all the way back to Neon City for the holiday once I get to Plus City.Alan let out a laugh and asked him, Jess, you’re still hoping to come back for the New Year?Jess looked utterly confused. My sister will be heading back then too. I can’t stay there all by myself, can I?Alan stated firmly, Once you arrive in Plus City, you are restricted to the city’s administrative boundaries only. I’ll have someone fit a tracker around your ankle. If you step outside Plus City at all, I’ll send men to bring you back. I won’t beat or shout at you when you’re caught, but every time you’re recaptured, I’ll add an extra year to your service term. If you run away too many times, you’ll be stuck in Plus City for the rest of your life!Jess flinched and hastily replied, Rest assured, Mr. Alan. Once I arrive, I won’t stray an inch outside Plus City.Then he begged Alan once more,

Now that Jess was begging her to intercede with Alan, Caroline truly did not know what to do.Seeing this, Rebecca rushed over to Caroline, bursting into tears and dropping to her knees with a wail. Caroline, do your aunt a favor and beg Mr. Alan nicely. If he shows mercy and spares your cousin this once, I’ll kneel before you!Caroline hurried to hold her up, yet Rebecca insisted on sinking to her knees, leaving the two locked in a stalemate.Unable to bear seeing her aunt kowtow to her, Caroline quickly turned to Alan, her face filled with remorse and pleading. Alan, please, for my sake, let my cousin off the hook just this once.Alan hesitated for a moment and said to her, Let’s step aside and talk privately.Caroline nodded hastily and followed him to a quiet spot, staring at him anxiously, terrified that he might be upset with her.Alan looked at her and asked, Back in Plus City, a pair of brothers tried to assassinate you. Was Jess behind that?Caroline waved her hands quickly.

Even though he seethed with endless resentment toward Alan deep down, he dared not act out against him at this moment. He could only choke back tears and speak to Alan, Mr. Alan, I’m so sorry. I had no right to insult you. I beg for your forgiveness.Alan waved his hand dismissively. It’s nothing serious. I didn’t take your words to heart at all.A wave of relief washed over Jess. He had not expected Alan to be so magnanimous. He quickly clasped his fists in a gesture of gratitude toward Alan. Thank you, Mr. Alan!Alan swept a hand through the air. No need for formal thanks. I’ll let your earlier insults slide, but the bet we made still stands and has to be honored.What?!The moment Jess heard Alan insist on carrying out their wager, his spirits plummeted to rock bottom.He had firmly believed Alan’s folding fan was a counterfeit bought from some vendor, never the authentic treasure from Chairman Omba’s collection.A fake could never fetch a high price, no matter how fine the imitati

If Langston also grew hostile toward Alan, Alan would be doomed for certain this time!Not only would he force Alan to swallow the fan, he would make him kneel down and call him grandpa too.He pointed straight at Alan and blurted out, Mr. Langston, this is the fool right here!Langston’s attention had been fixed entirely on Caroline just now, surrounded by the fawning Mellon family members, so he had not spotted Alan standing a short distance away at all.He followed Jess’s pointing finger to look at Alan, and instantly got the fright of his life.Alan?! What is he doing here?The thought sent a chill down his spine—Alan had effortlessly crippled a War God and a Realm Lord, and even left four male members of his own family infertile.Yet far more terrifying than Alan’s unfathomable strength was his true identity.Back in the Austin Group conference room, Alan had revealed who he really was: the young master of the Smith Family, son of Neon City’s legendary figure John.On top of that

Pah! Jess curled his lip in contempt. Even as the young heir of the Dewinser Family, I don’t hold enough standing to contact Chairman Omba directly. You’re just running your mouth boldly because you know I can’t verify the fan’s authenticity with him, aren’t you?Alan offered a noncommittal smile. Empty bickering solves nothing. We ought to bring in a certified, authoritative expert to appraise it.There’s no need, Jess sneered. I’ll have you know I specially invited Langston, the eldest young master of the Austin Family, to the banquet today. If this fan is genuine, it belongs to Young Master Langston’s uncle. We can get the full truth straight from him the second he arrives!Alan let out a laugh upon hearing this. Very well. If you insist on waiting for the Austin heir, we’ll wait for him.Jess was thrown off to see Alan utterly unafraid, not a flicker of guilt crossing his face. He grew deeply confused.If their positions were reversed—if he’d brought a counterfeit and pretended it

Caroline was startled and blurted out, Cousin, what’s the meaning of this? Alan is our guest—how can you speak to him like that?Jess ground his teeth and snapped, Do you know why I had to undergo surgery?Caroline replied without hesitation, Mom told me you swallowed a necklace.That’s right! Jess seethed with rage. And who’s to blame for me swallowing it? This bastard right here!Alan let out a scoff. Young Master Jess, speak reasonably and act honorably. Did I force that necklace down your throat? Did I pry your mouth open and shove it into your stomach?Jess fell silent.What could he say?Alan’s words held truth. Alan had not physically forced him to swallow the necklace. Jess had lost their bet, lost face, and swallowed it of his own bitter resolve.Yet deep down, he still blamed Alan for everything.Fuming, Jess shouted sharply, Alan, don’t split hairs with me! I’m settling this score with you once and for all!Ignoring his outburst, Alan turned to the elderly matriarch and hel