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RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 40
Cullen paced the floors of his apartment, wondering what to do with himself. He didn’t want to think of the consequences that Sylvester had brought upon him by forcing him to confess, because that was an issue he’d have to sort out soon.The public humiliation stuck a blow to his reputation.Even workers at his company laughed at him. He didn’t have the same power over them that he used to. In fact, when he reprimanded one of them for lying to him about their presence at work, the staff simply responded that they were behaving exactly how their boss – He – would have behaved…lying.“Damn you, Sylvester!” he cursed.He would have gotten away with it that night if that stupid German Shepard husband hadn’t stuck his neck out so faithfully to look after his wife.Just as he was about to retire himself for the day, his phone buzzed.It was his mother.“Downstairs. Meeting, now. Mother wants to see you,” her tone was commanding, quite unlike her.What had he done this time?Cullen shook hi
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 41
The day started out for Emily like any other. Little did she know that it was going to be an unusual one. However, its beginning was light…pleasant, even.She woke up, prepped breakfast with her husband, and did the driving equivalent of “skipping happily”, to work.Work took its usual toll on her, and she had to yell a couple of times to get things done. Eventually, she decided that she wasn’t about to invest all her energy into working.“There’s going to be a war coming soon, anyways,” she huffed, remembering the meeting that Sylvester had with his students. “No one is going to be worried about Q2 earnings and revenue placements by the end of the year,” she muttered to herself, picking up her bags and heading home.On getting back home, the house was eerily quiet – a sign of Sylvester’s absence.She couldn’t express it properly, but whenever Sylvester wasn’t in the house, she could almost instantly feel it…even without checking every part of the house to confirm that he indeed, was
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 42
The moment Sylvester stepped through the door, the foul aura that assaulted his senses made it obvious that someone was here, that was not supposed to be.Emily’s pleasant presence was cleaning it up, but the presence left traces, enough to cause him to frown upon entry.An absent-minded Emily sat on the table, poking repeatedly at the remnants of her dinner as she scrolled through her tablets, earbuds buried in her ears, and eyes squinted in concentration.It took him coming over to meet her to jolt her out of her concentrated reverie.Even then, there was still a tightness to her face. It wasn’t the bland ‘stressed from work’ face she usually had on.This was something else. Something that had to do with what he had perceived coming in.“Your back early,” she muttered sarcastically. It was past ten, but she usually never minded. And he could tell she didn’t now, “How was it?”“Oh, well…the usuals. Preparation is…” he ended with a heavy sigh. “How about you? You seem a little bugged.
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 43
The next time Cullen visited Emily, he had come with malicious content – evidence that was bound to break her home.He knew his sister.She was emotionally volatile, and tended to act on the now. He was going to use that to wreck her from the inside.That was the most important phase of his plan to destroy the Wright family.Sheep separated from the herd would always be easier to hunt. If he was able to separate Emily and Sylvester, it would be easier for him to deal with them.At least, that’s what he thought.As soon as he opened the door the Emily’s house, he was met with a less welcoming glare.“There’s my sister,” he smiled, putting on his best charm. “What’s gotten you into such a fuss?” he strode towards her, but she stepped back.The frown on her face wasn’t just there for show, though. She knew something that he didn’t, but Cullen didn’t know that.In fact, he was so unaware of how much dirt she had on him, that he decided to ignore the visible scowl of hatred that was plaste
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 44
Edrag sat in his dimly lit quarters, one hand lazily twirling a dart while the other gripped the edge of his chair. A massive, slightly crumpled picture of Sylvester Wright was pinned to the wall in front of him, its corners curling from repeated abuse. Edrag squinted at it, rolling his shoulders before flicking the dart straight into the forehead of the man in the image.Thwack.Right between the eyes. He let out a satisfied exhale. “Boom. Dead.”Not dead in real life, though. And that was a problem. A big one.For him, every moment that Sylvester breathed was a moment to loathe. He hated himself as long as that man was alive, and wasn’t afraid to express it.As such, the giant picture of Sylvester Wright that had too many holes for comfort was suitable.He leaned back, tossing another dart in the air and catching it, his mind stirring with the same tired thought loop he had been riding for months.Sylvester Wright needed to go. In fact, he should have been gone a long time ago. Wh
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 45
Sylvester sat cross-legged, lost in his cultivation, when the vision hit him like a soft dream. A land…his land.His country. So peaceful it felt unreal. No wars, no politics, no betrayals. Just calm skies, lush greenery, and people living without fear.Three children passed by him as he ventured further into the city, laughing and playing what he thought to be hopscotch. It had been so long since he engaged in any leisure of any sort, he barely remembered the names of them.He looked around, taking uneven steps as he moved deeper into this lush city.Would Greele ever know peace like this?The familiar scent of spices pulled him away from his vision, and away from cultivation.He tried to focus, and tried to get himself in check, but the scent was just too strong.He finally opened his eyes.His wife was in the kitchen, and if her scent called out to him, he’d better answer. He found Emily stirring a pot, and even though there was a smile on her face when she saw him, it didn’t tak
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 46
Sylvester walked with an easy stride, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning his surroundings without making it obvious. Since he left the house, someone was following him. He knew it before the person made three steps in his direction. Intention was easy to read, and when eyes were on him, he could tell.The person was persistent, and did everything they could to stay within reach, despite Sylvester trying to lose them.He didn’t want to end up in a scuffle today. Besides, being a city muse, he was used to being tailed. But the intention on this one was clearly malicious. But who? And why?Sylvester decided to take it upon himself to bring this person to limelight.If they were following him with such clearly evil intentions, then it was only a matter of time before they showed themselves…and their intentions.That was sure.He walked at a casual pace, whistling under his breath, playing the part of someone lost in thought. The presence behind him persisted. He could feel it…silent, pat
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 47
Sylvester was done thinking after a few minutes, and decided to beat the answers to his question out of the assassin he had knocked out. He crouched beside the spy, watching him carefully. The man was lying in a crumpled heap, his breathing shallow but steady. Sylvester waited for a while, then became impatient. The man was going to wake up sooner or later and if he could prompt it, then he would. “Wake up,” he muttered, grabbing the man’s collar and giving him a rough shake. No response. Sylvester narrowed his eyes. “You’re either real good at playing dead, or you’ve actually passed out. Either way, you’re talking.” He yanked the spy upright, leaning in close. “Who sent you?” The spy groaned, shifting slightly but keeping his eyes shut. Sylvester sighed, tightening his grip. “I don’t have the patience for games. Tell me what I want to know, or I’ll…” In a flash, the spy’s hand shot out, flinging a small pouch straight into Sylvester’s face. A sharp, acrid scent hit him imme
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Sylvester lay on the couch, his body heavy with exhaustion but his mind too sharp to rest. The trip had been refreshing, yet as soon as they returned home, the weight of his responsibilities came crashing back. He had too much on his plate—his health, the impending war, and now, his wife's growing business empire.His phone buzzed.He sighed, grabbing it lazily, but his expression changed when he saw the caller ID. Gladys.Straightening up, he answered. “Gladys, to what do I owe this honor?”A soft chuckle came from the other end. “Oh, don’t flatter me, Sylvester. I wanted to check on you first. How’s your health? Emily told me you needed rest.”Gladys wasn’t just a high profile connection to someone like Sylvester.While Sylvester was a businessman himself, at some point, especially when he delved into the world of cultivation, he began to have less and less time for his business.That was when he met Gladys.When he entrusted the full assets of his company to her, he concluded that
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The moment Emily stepped back into her home, she felt the same shift that Sylvester felt. She was just a lot more tame about it.Work started the moment she pulled her car into the driveway and she knew that if she was going to get the edge in the market she was in, she was going to apply herself to diligence.She wasn’t a cheat…a scummy business woman or one who was cutthroat and capitalized on large profit margins and paid staff peanuts. Hence, the race was rigged against her from the start.After freshening up, she made her way to her home office, checking her emails and catching up on pending work. That was when she saw it.An email from Gladys.Emily clicked it open, her eyes scanning through the document attached. A fully developed business strategy plot.It was detailed, efficient, and revolutionary.Her brows furrowed. Already?These types of strategies usually took months to put together, yet somehow, Gladys had managed to complete it in record time.“Damn,” Emily muttered, s
Chapter 75
The morning after their intimate night together, Sylvester lay awake, staring at the wooden ceiling of their cabin, listening to the rhythmic breathing of the woman beside him. Emily’s arm was draped over his chest, her body warm against his side, and for the first time in a long while, he felt…grounded.It had been three years. Three years of distance, of pain, of feeling like a broken man. And yet, last night had shattered that invisible wall between them. Sylvester, all his life, had never known what he was. He never thought about an identity, or doing something for someone or any real purpose.He had two motivations.His hungry belly, and the need for things to be done.As long as there was a need, his desire to help filled that need. Now, it was more. His life felt like more than just another reason to do something, because there was Emily in it.He turned his head slightly, looking at Emily. Her dark lashes rested against her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted in sle
Chapter 74
Emily waited for Sylvester to make his choice, but there was a smile on her face.She knew that when it came to things like these – matters of enjoyment, Sylvester sucked.He was all hard work and discipline.Ultimately, she expected him to leave the choice to her, and when he did, she took it personal, making sure to consider all available options as she scrolled. "Aha," she muttered to herself, clicking on a luxury resort tucked away in the mountains. She then turned the tablet to him. "What do you think? Good scenery, five-star service, and…oh, look! They have an all-you-can-eat buffet.” “Oh, nice? And you think this would get me the ‘relaxation’ you think I need?”“It’s going to be for two days at most, so I doubt you’ll be anywhere as rested as I really want you to be, but hey,” she shrugged innocently. “Baby steps.”Sylvester nodded in agreement.“But since it’s so short, I’m going to ask something of you,” Emily straightened her face.“Anything for you, love,”“No phone call
Chapter 73
The drive home bugged Emily with all kinds of possibilities.Everything that she and Gladys talked about were life changing, and in all her years of building a business, laboring tirelessly, both physically and mentally, she had never had this kind of insight.She almost felt like she didn’t deserve it.However, this was life.A door to opportunities had just been open to her, and she was going to dive through it like it was an Olympic sport, and there was the medal for going through it the fastest.As soon as she got home, she had a plethora of information to share with her husband.“Oh, honey!!” she called in a sing song voice.Sylvester, who was sitting on the couch looking like a child that lost his pet rabbit, immediately tried to cover up his disdain and plastered a smile on his face.But Emily was a smart woman, and she caught up to his act before he could get away with it.“Is something wrong?” she asked, her face pinching into a frown.“No, no, darling. Back from Gladys alrea
Chapter 72
“So this is what being a top business consultant gets you.” Emily let out a sigh.The estate she had just driven through was impressive, and the house she had just parked in front of, dwarfed anything she had ever hoped to own, even with her impressive financial portfolio.It was so big, it seemed unfair for a singular individual to have financed it.The modern architecture stood out, giving the house a boring, but intimidating presence and the architect involved definitely drew ideas from dystopian brutalism.She could do nothing but gasp.She had expected something impressive, but not this. Gladys Hopper’s reputation had always been formidable, but seeing the physical evidence of her success made it all the more real.Emily hesitated for a moment, drumming her fingers against the wheel. She had spent years avoiding cutthroat business strategies, but now, she was walking straight into the lair of a woman who had built an empire advising the world’s most ruthless CEOs. She was going
Chapter 71
Sylvester stepped out of the taxi and slammed the door shut a little harder than necessary."Next time, get your damn change ready before you get in," the driver grumbled before speeding off, leaving Sylvester standing there with his fists clenched.“Ridiculous,” he muttered, suppressing the anger that was building up inside of him. The man had the audacity to raise his voice over a fare dispute, acting as if Sylvester couldn’t pay. If he weren’t trying to live a civilized life, that man would be missing a few teeth right now.He exhaled, rolling his shoulders. “I need a car.” Relying on taxis was starting to irritate him, and it wasn’t as if he couldn’t afford one. He could quite literally buy half of the city if he wanted to. The only thing stopping him was his morality and the need for humility.Brushing the thought aside, he turned toward the towering glass building ahead. Emily’s company…the empire she had built with her own hands.As soon as he stepped inside, the receptionist
Chapter 70
Sylvester hated being idle.The moment he opened his eyes that morning, he could feel the boredom seep into his bones. The air in the house was still, the silence stretching longer than it should. Emily had already left for work, leaving him alone with his thoughts…a dangerous thing for a man who thrived on action.But since his defeating the human traffickers, the city had been relatively clam. There seemed to be nothing to do, besides the regular, everyday cases that the city police could definitely take care of.He sat up in bed, stretching his arms before running a hand through his hair. Weak. That was the only way to describe how he felt. It wasn’t exhaustion, not exactly, but a dull, lingering vulnerability that crept into his bones whenever he cultivated.His body was failing him.He had been pushing himself too hard. He knew it. The signs had been there for weeks. Sluggish movements, slower reaction times, a heaviness in his limbs after every session. And yet, the idea of
Chapter 69
Katherine had always trusted her instincts.She didn’t survive as long as she had by ignoring the warning prickle at the back of her neck or the way the air felt just a little too still before an attack. Tonight was no different.It started as a whisper of unease. She had just returned to her private quarters, a small yet elegantly furnished home tucked away from the heart of the city. The day was tense, and she was trying to ease it all off. Usually, on days like these, she would just calm herself down and try to unwind in the best ways she could.Watching a movie, playing some video games or binging a snack and doomscrolling social media.But this evening was different.The tension clung to her skin like wet linen, and it caused her to ditch every relaxation motif.Then she heard it.A shift in the air. A presence.She didn't hesitate.In one fluid motion, she spun around, snatching the dagger she had left on the table and flinging it toward the darkened doorway. The blade sliced
