Chapter 4.
Author: Quin Ari
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Meanwhile, after a final thrust, Luca let out a low growl as he released himself.

Tracy still seemed a bit unsatisfied, but Luca had already straightened up, commanding, “Clean me up.”

Accustomed to Luca’s commanding tone and demeanor, Tracy naturally squatted down, parting her fiery red lips.

Adam shut his eyes in utter despair, tears streaming down his face.

The scene before him drove him to the brink of mental collapse.

“Time’s getting late. Let’s wrap this up,”  Luca urged, pulling up his pants. 

“I already booked a suite at the Crystal Hotel. After this, we’ll celebrate....”

And as if on purpose, he added in a taunting tone, a wicked smile playing on his lips, “... His death.”

Tracy giggled and nodded obediently. 

Straightening her skirt, she picked up the poison she had carefully placed on the nightstand earlier.

She turned toward Adam, her eyes cold.

“Time to send you on your way, then.”

Adam’s eyes were bloodshot as he let out a beastly roar. 

“I swear, even in death, I'll make you two bastards pay!”

“How frightening...”

Luca sneered contemptuously, pressing Adam’s weakly struggling head back with one hand, forcing it back. 

His fingers dug into Adam’s jaw, prying his mouth open. 

Adam tried to fight. 

Nothing moved. 

His was paralyzed, he couldn’t struggle at all.

Tracy uncapped the bottle, and without hesitation, tipped it.

The liquid poured into Adam’s mouth.

He gagged. 

His chest burned. 

Fire ripped through him as the poison spread, fast and merciless. 

His breath came in broken gasps, his vision blurring at the edges as he helplessly watched the two bastards walk away together.

The door closed behind them, and the room fell silent, except for his ragged breathing and the pain tearing through him.

For the past six months, Adam had made peace with dying. 

He had even comforted his parents, telling them not to worry., even instructing them not to reveal the horrors of his accident to his sister.

But now, Luca’s threat ripped that peace apart. 

His parents’ faces filled his mind, older, helpless, waiting. 

His sister’s innocent, hopeful future withering before his eyes.

NO!

He couldn’t die! 

Not now! 

He couldn’t leave them behind to endure that cruel torment!

Panic crushed his chest. 

Sweat soaked his skin. 

He truly wouldn’t rest in peace!

However, his breaths thinned to shallow pulls as the poison raced through him, burning, spreading.

Darkness swallowed him. 

His vision vanished. 

His consciousness teetered on the edge of oblivion.

Life’s essence drained rapidly

And just then …

A faint glow pulsed from the strange birthmark on his chest, spreading outward until darkness shattered.

Adam felt his body lifted, weightless, as the world he knew dissolved.

He seemed to be drifting inside a fantastical space.

Then, a deep, ancient voice resonated through the void: “SEAL LIFTED. BLOODLINE AWAKENED. INHERITANCE INITIATED.”

Pain flared behind his eyes, sharp and white-hot, then clarity surged in its place.

In an instant, trillions upon trillions of pieces of information and knowledge poured into Adam, impossible and vast, filling every nerve. 

It was as if someone had forcibly torn open and stretched his brain, stuffing it with countless memories without regard.

The sensation was bizarre and jarring, yet impossibly vivid.

The moment the knowledge poured in, it fused with him completely.

A cultivation art capable of reversing life and death began to flow naturally within him, as if he had practiced it countless times before. 

His veins ached and blood surged, wild and hungry. 

Every wound, large or small, healed at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Adam’s once nearly lifeless body suddenly surged with astonishing vitality and power.

Time lost all meaning.

Then light exploded,  Adam’s, eyes snapped opened. A golden glow swirled within his irises, then faded.

Adam twisted his neck and rose to his feet effortlessly. 

Strength coursed through every vein, steady and unyielding.

He was ... completely healed?!

As that unprecedented power settled deep within him, Adam’s emotions churned, complex and indescribable.

However, there was no time to question his bloodline, nor explore this miraculous  inheritance.

Only one thing ignited in him: revenge!

He didn’t know how long he had been unconscious.

But one thing he remembered with absolute clarity: those two bastards  had headed for the Crystal Hotel.

Without hesitation, he bolted toward the door. 

One leg slammed into it. 

The wood cracked and swung open.

Fury blazing in his chest, he clenched his fists, teeth gritted, eyes blazing.

“Luca! Tracy!” he whispered,growled, low and lethal, “Both of you are going to hell!”

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