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Annabelle pasted a look of hesitation on her face, while biting her lips as if she was struggling mentally. After some minutes she rubbed her chest as if to calm herself down, taking deep breaths at intervals. She took a shaky step forward, making ripples of murmurs go through the crowd watching her. “She's really doing it. She's going to challenge the barrier which nearly killed everyone that came in contact with it.” One of the reporters said in excitement, raising his camera. “She's really brave. The barrier nearly dismembered someone now and she's already going towards it. Wow, that's really courageous of her.” Another man praised “She's still hesitating. There's no guarantee that she won't chicken out, and change her mind at the last second. The moment she finally stares death in the face, she will realize what she actually agreed to in her bid to prove her righteous upbringing. Courageous, my ass.” A woman scoffed, right at the moment Annabelle got to the barrier. She stare
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Near success syndrome
Annabelle opened the gate which she had left unlocked and hurried into the house, panting and limping. “What's wrong?” One of the guards asked with a frown, but she quickly waved them away, stumbling to the doorstep. The door opened and she fell in, staggering inside while Aria shut the door behind her helping her to the room where Anthony's body was lying peacefully on the bed, like one sleeping. Mo Lan was walking around the bed while muttering some words with the big book in his hands. There were mysterious flames burning around the bed in different colors, and some other items were neatly arranged on the floor beside the bed. There was also a little glass cup holding a milky liquid inside it, and a little kidney dish having some pills of different colors, along with a golden paste, smeared over the other half of the kidney dish. “Are you alright?” Aria whispered, watching her as she sat on the bed beside Anthony. “Yes, I am. I just got panicky at the thought of being caught b
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“What do you mean?” Annabelle asked in horror, staring at him. “There's a crack in the jade, making some parts of his consciousness seep out.” Mo Lan explained, walking towards the big book. Tears Immediately clouded the eyes of the two women, with Annabelle blinking severally to push hers back. “Isn't there anything to remedy that?” Aria whispered, clenching her fists. ***** “Let's go find her. She ran into the hotel.” Another man screamed, urging the people around to follow him. “All these are nonsense. Why would you attack her even if she took the jade, is it yours? If you retrieve it from her, who are you going to give it to? You will still rush to sell it in the underground market, and use the proceeds for some dirty acts. She should keep it. Besides, she didn't take it intentionally. She just ran away after being thrown out. She probably didn't realize she was still holding on to it.” A female reporter said, speaking into a megaphone to make her voice heard. “The girl look
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Another complication
“The book says he can be woken up If we act fast. However, the process just got more complicated. There are a lot of sacrifices and materials needed for this, and we have an even shorter time to execute this.” Mo Lan whispered worriedly, staring at the book. “As long as there's even a one percent chance of bringing him back, I'm willing to take it. Is there any required material that's not available among the stock you brought?” Annabelle asked, pacing the room. “No, all the rare herbs and materials needed are surprisingly available, even things I didn't remember packing. We don't have a problem with materials and herbs, it's just the technique and process, alongside the limited time given for each ritual. It's nothing much.” Mo Lan quickly added, dispelling their nervousness. “As regards to time and complicated rituals, is there any way we can help? I'm sure that if you quickly explain it, I will be able to learn one or two tricks.” Annabelle added, still pacing around. “I will be
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Rigorous exercise
Mo Lan was sweating by the time he managed to extract Anthony's consciousness from the pendant, letting it swirl in a very powerful jar. The consciousness was very powerful, and numerous elements including light, wind, water, thunder, earth, and fire were drifting within it, threatening to burst apart the jar. If the jar wasn't equal to the task, it would have broken apart and scattered the consciousness which was too powerful and stubborn. That's only to be expected due to the level of power Anthony wielded while alive. Mo Lan quickly started the process, not wanting to waste any more time for fear that the jar would prove incompetent and break apart due to the unfathomable powers swirling inside it. Annabelle and Aria, his assistants, had long since stripped Anthony down to his underpants as the fire around them burned brighter with each incantation Mo lan uttered. Soon, the golden light from the book encased Anthony, while Mo Lan made hand signs, fervently whispering his incant
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system No going back
Annabelle quickly slashed open her palm using a dagger, and straddled Anthony, letting her blood drip on his face according to Mo Lan's instructions. Aria hurriedly looked around for a pin, rushing to a first aid kit. She stared hesitantly at the dagger, before shaking her head, clearly too frightened to tow that path. “What the fuck is delaying you, Aria? Do you want to nullify the ritual and waste all our efforts so far? Why the delay, big sister has already crossed the ritual bond, if you don't add your life force, both of them could die soon!” Mo lan snapped, his face filled with fury. “Ah? I'm looking for a needle.” Aria whispered in panic, not knowing what to do. “Aria, there are other methods.” Mo lan said, hurrying towards her. “What?” Aria asked, still trying to recall if she had seen a needle lying around. “Ah!” She screamed in pain, looking at her bleeding wrist in horror. Mo Lan had slashed her wrist during her moment of distraction by using his shadow sword to snea
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Costly sacrifice
“Mo Lan, don't say that.” Annabelle whispered gasping. “Death is scary, stop making it seem like it's no big deal.” “She promised to do everything possible to wake big brother, professing her love for him. You entered the formation first, but you have not uttered a word of complaint, because you're willing to do anything required to wake him. But she keeps hesitating, making me wonder why? If he's no longer alive, she won't live either, so she should rather join us to do everything possible within this limited time frame.” “You slashed open her wrist, making her lose a higher quantity of blood, even if she came later. If it is possible, I need you to reduce the bleeding on her wrist and slow down the rate of blood loss from her. We don't want to have another loss on our hands, we can't have another tragedy in our midst. Our focus shouldn't just be on waking big brother up, but making sure we all come out unscathed. If he wakes up, only to watch us die soon afterwards, how do you thi
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Against expectations
“There's absolutely no problem with him. We are almost there and there's just three minutes to go. Strip him naked and rub this all over his body, don't leave any part, every part of his exterior skin. You have to ensure it touches everywhere, especially the vital parts. Otherwise, they won't be able to work properly in the future if we don't wake up the nerves and blood vessels. Don't spare any inch. I will move out and look away, you don't need to mind me, do what you must, big sister.” Mo Lan whispered, leaving the barrier. Annabelle quickly stripped off his underpants which he was wearing while Aria continued to supply blood to his chest. She took a brief look at the clock, and hurriedly turned him around, massaging the paste into his hair, hurriedly moving down to his neck and back. After a quick massage session of kneading his ass, thighs and legs, she turned him around and continued the message, carefully avoiding his manhood. “I'm almost done.” Annabelle whispered, looking
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