Everyone in the casino froze. The air itself seemed to solidify.No one had expected Adam to strike that fast—or that ruthlessly. In one fluid motion, he had crippled Marcus before anyone could even blink. Though he hadn’t taken his life, he’d sentenced him to a lifetime of helplessness.Blood pooled on the marble floor as Marcus lay there, shrieking in agony. The sound of it sent chills through even the most hardened gamblers.“Marcus!” Sasha screamed, falling to her knees beside her brother. Her trembling hands hovered helplessly over his mangled legs. “Somebody help him! Get a doctor—now!”On Cosmic Island’s ship, there were no conventional doctors. Instead, teams of pill masters served as both healers and alchemists. Skilled in the use of rare herbs and spiritual medicine, they could treat wounds, detoxify poisons, and stabilize injuries.Within moments, several robed pill masters rushed in. The rich scent of herbs filled the air as they crushed pills into powder and sprinkled the

Cosmic Island was vast—far larger than it appeared from the sea. The closer one explored, the more apparent its complexity became.While many assumed everyone living here was a practitioner, the truth was different. Only about thirty percent cultivated; the rest were ordinary people who served, traded, or provided services to sustain the island’s thriving ecosystem. Cultivation demanded more than effort—it required constitution, spiritual affinity, and fate. Without those, even the most talented individual could only remain mortal.The visitors from the auction were housed in a sprawling luxury hotel near the heart of the island. Each guest was given a single room—modest in size but exquisite in design, filled with a faint spiritual fragrance that eased the mind and body. They would only be staying two or three days before returning to their respective territories.The grand auction wouldn’t begin until the following morning. Some guests chose to rest, others socialized and gathered i

"No! Help!"Ese's scream cut the quiet like a blade. It bounced off the slope, swallowed by trees, urgent and raw.He had her pinned beneath a maple. His hands were rough, his grin a hard thing. He ripped at her clothes with impatient force. Mud stained their clothes. The air tasted of crushed leaves and fear.Ese fought with everything left in her. Her nails scraped his forearm. Her voice shook. "Please. Stop. Somebody help me."The man only laughed. Up close, Jake Sanders was a face you remembered because violence lived in the lines around his mouth. He smelled of sweat and cheap cologne. "Be a good girl, sweetheart. Stop resisting and cooperate with me. As long as you satisfy me, I promise I won't mistreat you."Ese spat out a broken curse. "Let me go."He slapped her. The sound was loud in the hollow. Her cheek burned. The world tilted."Don't do things the hard way. Fight me again, and I'll break your limbs." Jake hit her again, slow and cruel. Ese's resistance faded into a fumbl

Seeing the fight turn ugly, Adam stepped forward, pulling Ese behind him. His hand rested lightly on her arm—steady, protective. His eyes, however, were pure ice.Jake saw that look and snapped. “Die!” he roared.He launched himself forward, his fist cutting through the air like a hammer meant to crush bone. Every inch of his frame screamed rage and arrogance. The ground cracked beneath his feet as he charged, his killing intent spilling out like wildfire.Any ordinary fighter would’ve flinched, maybe tried to block or retreat. But Adam didn’t move an inch.The air around him shifted—calmly.As Jake’s punch closed in, Adam’s left hand shot out, fast as a viper. He caught Jake’s wrist mid-strike. Then, with his right hand, he swung across and cracked!—the first slap landed.The sound sliced through the night like a gunshot.Jake froze, stunned. He had expected pain, maybe resistance—not humiliation. But before he could even react, another slap came, this time from the opposite side.Th

"If you don't want to die, then behave. Don't expect anyone to rescue you because I'll kill you before anyone arrives," Adam said with a smirk."Will you kill me after you're done?" Sasha asked, trembling with fear."Well, that depends on whether you behave or not."Sasha understood his meaning. Reluctantly, she undressed and laid her clothes on the ground before lying down obediently.Adam had to admit that Sasha had a stunning figure. Her curves were incredibly enticing, and her beauty was enhanced by her glistening red lips, making her irresistibly alluring.Adam took his time. He walked over, squatted down, and admired her body leisurely.Meanwhile, Sasha closed her eyes in shame, presenting herself as if she were ready to be violated.Adam didn't hold back either. He pounced on her hard, fully indulging in the moment. Adam wasn't exactly a noble person. Life was short, and he believed in seizing the moment.Because of his age, his control over such sexual desires had wan