2024-10-25 16:05:36What the fuck?!
Vivian couldn't believe what she heard.
She couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
"Your company? Do you know that Apex Z Group is valued at 50 billion, and ranks 1st in Apple City? I bet a loser like you have no idea!”
Vivian sneered loudly.
“Ben, did you hear that? Louis thinks he owns Apex Z Group! That's funny!"
Ben laughed too.
"Wow, Louis. You're crazier than I thought. What's next? Are you going to say you're the king of Apple City?"
Vivian looked disgusted.
"I can't believe I was married to someone so stupid and boastful. You can't even tell what's real and what's not."
"Maybe we should simply call security," Ben suggested playfully.
"They'd love to meet the 'owner' of Apex Z Group. Want to give them a good laugh, Vivian?"
Louis didn't say anything.
He didn't look upset or angry.
Their words didn't bother him at all.
Louis moved to walk past Vivian and Ben, his face a mask of indifference.
His didn’t want to waste another second on these two arrogant fools.
But Vivian stepped in front of him, her eyes blazing with anger because of Louis’s indifferent attitude.
"Not so fast," she spat.
"We're not done here."
Louis raised an eyebrow.
"I believe we concluded our business this morning."
Vivian laughed bitterly.
"Oh, you wish. Did you think you'd get off that easily? I want compensation, Louis. For emotional distress during our marriage."
Louis's expression remained neutral.
"Compensation? After your infidelity?"
"Infidelity?"
Vivian scoffed.
"That's rich, coming from a pervert like you. Fabricating all those ridiculous stories about knowing important people. It makes me sick just thinking about it."
Louis was taken aback for a second.
But then, he quickly recalled the personal items he had left at the villa ...
... and realized one thing.
Vivian must have seen those cards.
If that was so, then she must have discovered the doll too, then.
How come she was so unmoved?
Although quite impatient, Louis still tried to explain.
"Those weren't fabrications," Louis said quietly.
Vivian rolled her eyes.
"Please. As if someone like you could ever attract attention from the upper class. It's laughable and really sucks."
“Do you think you’re a prince or what? His Highness or Majesties?”
“How on earth could princesses and royal ladies confess to you or invite you to parties?”
“Have you ever looked into the mirror and realize how lowly you are?”
“Oh, Merlin! Is that true, Vivian?”
Ben chimed in, his voice dripping with disbelief and disdain.
"A hundred percent true, Ben. You just can’t imagine how insane and disgusting he can be. He even stole a girl’s doll. Can you imagine that?”
“Blimey! That’s really unbelievable.”
Ben laughed, inevitably shaking back and forth.
"That's a new low, even for you, Louis."
Louis's eyes narrowed slightly.
“Vivian, why can’t we divorce in peace? Why are you so eager to slander me?”
“I slandered you? Oh, come on! Aren’t you the one who did all these shameful things? Why can’t you admit it? You coward!”
Vivian sneered with disgust.
Louis sighed, his patience wearing thin.
His expression unreadable and his voice cold.
"I want to reiterate that those cards are not face. And that doll—wasn't it yours?"
Vivian looked confused for a moment, then sneered.
“Bullshit!”
"My doll is safe at home, you creep. What, did you think you could use that as leverage?"
BOOM!
Louis stood very still, his mind racing, like a rocket at full speed.
A look of shock passed over his face, quickly replaced by his usual calm demeanor.
But inside, a realization was dawning - one that shook him to his core.
"I see," he said softly, more to himself than to Vivian or Ben.
"All this time... I might have been mistaken, haven’t I?"
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The dome was gone.The trial finished.But Mark Jennings hadn’t moved.He knelt in silence, face blank, eyes eerily calm. It was the stillness that unnerved even the bravest cultivators watching.Louis didn’t buy it.“Something’s wrong,” Mira murmured.Louis nodded, gaze sharpening. “He’s not done.”Mark lifted his head—too smoothly, too... robotic.Then he smiled. Not the smug kind.The sinister kind.“Do you really think you’ve won?” Mark whispered, voice laced with something inhuman. “That this… trial… means anything?”The world watched as his skin flickered, his aura pulsed unnaturally.Louis’s eyes narrowed.“Move back,” he ordered.Too late.Mark’s spirit split, a blinding pulse shooting toward Louis like a spear of corruption.Soul-Swap Technique.A forbidden art. An escape plan carved from the bones of dead gods.Mark’s essence lunged straight into Louis’s core.He laughed mid-transition. “You spent so long trying to destroy me, you forgot I could become you!”Louis didn’t mov
CHAPTER 388
The vote was unanimous.Seventy-seven nations. Fourteen sect unions. Three independent AI councils.Mark Jennings would stand trial.The accusations were endless—soul harvesting, illegal enhancer distribution, war crimes, ritual sacrifice.But Mark?He stood in the Jennings Tower throne room, arms spread like a god blessing fools.“I do not answer to tribunals,” he declared, voice echoing across the broadcast system he’d hijacked. “I have evolved beyond humanity’s petty need for judgment. I am the next phase.”Kael stood nearby, exhausted. “Sir, the world’s demanding transparency. They want to see justice.”Mark sneered. “Justice? That’s a coin toss. I don’t need justice—I need control.”He flicked his hand.Behind the scenes, digital threads slithered through the global tribunal system—hacking verdicts, rewording charges, replacing truth with confusion. Screens glitched, documents shifted. Every guilty verdict now showed: “INCONCLUSIVE – INTERFERENCE SUSPECTED.”Mark smirked. “Blame
CHAPTER 387
Mark Jennings sat in the war chamber, eyes bloodshot, voice low and venomous.“Put a billion on him.”Kael froze. “A billion? That’ll trigger half the rogue world—mercs, bounty sects, soul pirates—”“Exactly,” Mark snapped. “Let them swarm him. Day and night. Sleep will be a myth. Peace a memory.”He grinned, the kind of grin that belonged more in padded rooms than palaces.“If I can’t kill Louis with power… I’ll drown him in desperation.”Day 1A fire arrow nearly pierced Louis’s shoulder during a peaceful harvest prayer.He caught it mid-air, raised a brow, and sighed. “First one? A little early, don’t you think?”The archer got buried head-first in a compost pile. Alive. Slightly traumatized.Day 3A pack of night assassins launched a synchronized strike.One ended up folded into a lotus pose—while unconscious. Another was used to hammer the third into a wall.Day 7“Eighty-four,” Mira counted, dragging another limp mercenary across the courtyard. “You’d think they’d give up.”Loui
CHAPTER 386
The cracks in Mark Jennings' empire weren’t subtle anymore.They were earthquakes.One by one, governments that once propped him up with backdoor deals and glowing endorsements began quietly pulling out.The Empire of Vaundra? Silent.The Eastern United Council? Declared neutrality.Even the Trade Republic of Silas—Mark’s loudest cheerleaders—froze all funding.In the space of 72 hours, his global powerbase went from iron grip to butter melting in a sunstorm.Inside Jennings Tower, the war room was chaos. Phones rang. Alerts screamed. No one had answers—just excuses and sweat.“Sir,” Kael muttered, his voice hollow, “The Republic just blocked access to your border labs. They’re calling it... 'preventive quarantine.'”Mark slammed his fist on the table. “They can’t abandon me. I built this world!”Kael swallowed. “They’re not calling it your world anymore.”But that wasn’t the worst of it.The worst came that night—leaked footage.Posted by a shadow account and verified by five interna
CHAPTER 385
The night sky glowed red across three continents—and not from the setting sun.Mark Jennings watched, jaw tight, as live satellite feeds showed flames devouring his secret research compounds. Genetic chambers, soul-seal factories, forbidden tech labs—all gone in hours.Security footage was a blur of fire and screaming.One guard managed to shout, “There was no warning—just wings and fire!”Eleanor.Mark crushed his glass in one hand.“She’s insane,” he hissed. “A damn phoenix with a vendetta.”He stormed into his emergency broadcast chamber, cameras flickering on as he barked orders.“Spin this. I don’t care how. Make her the villain. Make her look like a terrorist.”Technicians scrambled. Within minutes, a global emergency broadcast beamed across every major city:Mark stood tall in a charcoal suit, forced grief pasted over his face like a bad mask.“This is not justice. This is terrorism,” he began solemnly, fake sincerity dripping off each word. “Eleanor, once a respected cultivato
CHAPTER 384
Mark Jennings stood before a black, soundproofed war room, surrounded by shadowed figures.“These aren’t your average bounty hunters,” he said, teeth flashing. “I’ve hired phantoms. Spiritual hitmen. Soul-slicers. Even a void-binder from the Unseen Clan.”The room felt colder just hearing those names.Kael leaned in nervously. “You’re sure this won’t backfire like… everything else?”Mark’s eyes gleamed. “This time, there’s no grand entrance. No speeches. No dragon pulses or temple shields. This time, Louis disappears. Quietly.”Two nights later — Location classifiedIn a forest drenched in fog and soaked with tension, Louis moved silently beneath the moonlight. He sensed it before it happened—the faint ripple in spiritual space. Something not of this world was hunting him.Ten elite assassins encircled him: mortals with enchanted weapons, spirits who fed on intent, shapeshifters disguised as falling leaves.“This is it,” whispered one, drawing a blade humming with soul poison.The net
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