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Master of wickedness
She kept twitching on the floor, hitting her head and arm severally against the ground. “I'm burning. I'm burning up. My body is on fire. Ah!” The flames, the pricking sensations and lack of control over their bodies was nightmarish. The man's head turned bloody, soaking his clothes. He collapsed to the floor, panting and groaning. The pain was indescribable. It felt as if a million ants were gnawing on him, a thousand flame needles pricking all over his body, especially the sensitive parts. As if someone was cutting at his skin, liver and heart, while flinging him around. The woman felt worse because she also felt the burning sensation, as if someone dumped her in a blazing furnace. Whatever the man felt, she was feeling it thrice the intensity. Her cloak fell away, revealing a seductive beauty in her thirties, with long red hair, and brown eyes. She would have looked sexy if not for the cold aura of danger surrounding her. Miles away from there, senator Bertrand Flitzer,
Won't let you die.
Murong Wuque lifted him out of the tub and carried him to their room. Only a towel was wrapped around Alvin’s waist. His breath rose and fell steadily, but his lips were still pale. He had successfully dredged the deposits in Alvin's chest blocking his breathing. Murong Wuque kept staring at Alvin's face, confused, sad, then in pain. His emotions were all over the place, he didn't know what he was feeling. The most pronounced was pain. He felt agony searing through his heart. What if Alvin didn't return to him alive? What if he collapsed somewhere along the way and never made it home? What if his enemies got to him first? Murong Wuque shuddered, his heart feeling cold as he thought about it. If Alvin didn't try his utmost to reach villa number seven before he lost consciousness, it would have been disastrous. Firstly, the people chasing after him might get to him first and his life would be over. Even if they let him live, he would turn to a dog, suffering and doing thing
Slave seeking curse
Murong Wuque rushed to the bathroom, and set up a warm bath, pouring in different expensive herbs into the water. Alvin's clothes were quickly stripped off, giving him a thorough bath and massage. “Three broken ribs. An, you truly don't want your life anymore. How many times will you break your ribs?” The last time he had treated Alvin for broken ribs, just days after they arrived on earth. Alvin had thought that he healed himself properly, only for Murong Wuque to notice it when he fell against Alvin. If not for that little embarrassing situation, Alvin might have kept walking around with poorly aligned ribs, thinking it was perfect. By earth's standards it was okay. But for cultivators engaged in extreme exercises and hardships, it was a recipe for disaster. He dragged his fingers up Alvin’s torso, lingering around his chest area. His expressions became more grave by the second. Whatever he was seeing wasn't good. Murong Wuque hit a spot on Alvin's chest and he vo
Wrecked.
Villa number seven Murong Wuque's eyes snapped open. He had been cultivating on the Villa's little hilly peak after giving instructions to his juniors. He had instructed them on things to look into, messages to send to the Murong clan, and rumors to spread. He had also instructed them on how to reach him and days they should meet. However, in case of emergency, they could try to trigger the formation. After settling with them, he had tried to cultivate a bit. His quarrel with Alvin kept nagging at him, but he suppressed it, and continued practicing his cultivation arts. But the sharp pain he suddenly felt had him opening his eyes. Something was about to go wrong and he had a deep suspicion it had to do with the mission Alvin's organization sent him on. He stood up and quickly returned to their room. A round of evening bath followed and he changed into his white silk pajamas and robes, his hair flowing elegantly around his shoulders. Murong Wuque had intended to go to sle
DEMONIC ABODE
A subordinate offered him a new cloak and he placed it around his neck, pulling the hood over his head. He then leaped into the air, standing on a strange long broom which zoomed into the sky like a helicopter. After an hour, he reappeared at an island. There was a dark fog covering it, hiding it from view. The peaks around it all seem to have volcanic veins, as if hot lava was pouring through them. It looked like a frightening hellscape. Despite the hot lava visible, there was a terrifying chill in the air. He stopped at the first building after the gate. A skeleton wearing a cape opened the gate for him, and he made his way inside. He came to a mighty hall. In the middle of the hall, there was a huge pit, reminiscent of a valley. Hot lava was crackling in it, flowing like liquid fire. Once in a while, sparks will fly up. Above it, a huge chunk of metal was suspended, revolving. The fire from the volcano was heating it up, probably refining it. The energy from the meta
thin line between survival
Five minutes more. Time was running out. Alvin maneuvered between tree and obstacles, till he came to a clearing, under a rock at the foot of the mountain. “System, scan my ring and find which of the packages have the tracker's mark.” “Alright.” A warm sensation rose up in Alvin's chest, he could taste metal in his mouth. Blood. His internals were badly mangled up and he couldn't afford to bloodlet for fear of leaving DNA traces. “Found them. There are three cartons with tracking spells and devices on them.” Alvin brought them out. And selected the wraps where the items were hidden. Then he brought out a carton of heroin, placing the other three wraps in the half empty carton of heroin. “I need an acid detonation spell. I will leave it here for them to find. And once they take it with them. Hmph.” Alvin's heart was filled with bitterness. They made him suffer. If he let them go without paying them back in kind, he wouldn't be reconciled. His muscles were going weak, holdi
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