Alvin glared back at Murong Wuque, his gaze challenging, as if daring him to do his worst. Murong Wuque's lips twitched. He had never let so much emotion slip past his shell all his life but the little gremlin before him always had a way of bringing out the worst in him. “You really want me to strangle you to death, you filthy dog.” Alvin scoffed, and sneered. “Do your worst. Show me how low your stupid ass can go.” Murong Wuque applied pressure on Alvin's throat as if to strangle him. Without warning, he kicked open the door leading to the bathroom and flung Alvin inside. “I can't be bothered to waste time with you, you're too filthy.” He wiped the parts of his hand that had touched Alvin, and flung the towel after him. “Don't come out until you scrub away the scent of other people on you. Otherwise I might really kill you.” Alvin rolled his eyes, his chest heaving up and down. If it was another person that got flung like a ragdoll out of the blues they might have broken

Alvin began to steadily retract control from Elena. He no longer gave her unrestricted access to the companies and funds. For example, instead of financial reports being submitted to her, he relegated it to his desk, and took back the power of attorney to sign away money for projects. Since he didn't know which of them was working for the evil organization, he didn't want to take chances with his assets. Thankfully, two other major corporations were being managed in secret with the system’s help. He was already regretting letting her see everything about his three companies’ cash flow and list of assets. What if greed makes her betray him tomorrow? Sure, she was dedicated and helpful. But if she was working with the enemies, it would be devastating. It was better safe than sorry. Her sphere of influence was cleverly reduced, using the excuse of stress affecting her health and making her unable to find time for cultivation. The next on his list was Tiffany. He needed cleve

“It might be hard, but there's always a way.” Came the system’s flippant reply. Alvin rolled his eyes. “Do you have an idea? Any safe route? Which path should I take?” “How am I supposed to know that? You're the human, figure something out. My duty as your system is to help.” Alvin sneered but kept silent. The system always pushed him to the forefront of dangerous situations and expected him to come up with omniscient abilities to succeed. Just then, a search light swept in Alvin’s direction. He dove down, lying flat on the ground and holding his breath to prevent the detectors from sensing anything. Thankfully, he was still wearing his black cloak which somehow blended with the dark brown sand dunes. The Searchlight swept pass, and Alvin heaved out a sigh of relief. Before he could relax, he felt an ominous presence, and his hairs stood on edge. Sending out spiritual energy to investigate might attract attention, yet he couldn't sit still and do nothing. The sense of dange

On hearing ‘A visitor’, the sentinel's head snapped up. This place was far away from normal civilization, and they had used their people in government to ward off common people, turning the area into a forbidden zone. Besides, it was night when desert monsters were the most active, how could there be someone stupid enough to enter the black owl citadel? Especially with Lord Ning awake? Probably, the person didn't know he had come out from his secluded cultivation. Still, it didn't make sense. “Ah!” A thought occurred to the sentinel and he looked at Lord Ning. “My Lord, a team was sent to replenish provisions for the human team heading the transformation elixir research. It could be them returning.” The corner of Lord Ning’s lip turned up in a disdainful smirk. “Is that so?” He didn't believe it one bit. But he was too lazy to check. He wasn't the type to volunteer for thankless jobs. If someone wanted to spy on them, so what? With the measures set in place, the person could onl

Alvin exhaled in relief the moment they peacefully passed the checkpoint. He was conscious of his surroundings, the yin aura was especially powerful. There were patrols moving around, watchfully keeping an eye out. However, they seemed visibly relaxed, as if they weren't watching for outsiders. It was impenetrable, no one was foolish enough to slip in to die. Except Alvin who had a death wish. “System, give me a run down of the mission requirements, create a map and circle out the targets.” “Master, the dark aura here is too powerful. I can't see far or access some areas. The spiritual ward is too powerful.” Alvin nearly cursed out. What kind of bullshit was this? If it couldn't investigate when he already brought it inside, what was he supposed to do? This fortress was as big as an entire city. Was he supposed to go from building to building, knocking on doors and asking which one was the right lab? He was sure there were at least more than four labs with different purpose