Novels by Digiwriter

Though Janine was seething with anger, she understood the gravity of her situation and knew she couldn’t afford to lose control. She bit her tongue, reminding herself of the purpose of her visit."I admit, I underestimated your abilities," she said, her voice calm yet edged with frustration. "So, can you treat me now?"Davis chuckled, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Do I look like some kind of convenience store, where you can just walk in, get what you need, and leave whenever you please?"His response only heightened Janine’s anxiety, the pressure of the moment weighing on her more than before. She fidgeted, desperate to find some resolution.After a tense silence, Davis finally spoke again, his voice slow and deliberate. "I can treat you, but it’s not going to be free."Janine, sensing a potential lifeline, jumped at the opportunity, her tone eager. "Of course, I understand. Just tell me how much you want. Money is no issue."Davis smirked inwardly, knowing money was nothing mor

Meanwhile, Davis, drained and overwhelmed by the intense pain, had fallen into a deep, unconscious sleep, his mind adrift in a state of oblivion."Where am I?" Davis muttered to himself, his voice laced with confusion as his gaze swept over the unfamiliar surroundings. He had been in a medicinal bath, working to clear his meridians, so how had he ended up in this strange place?As his thoughts swirled, a figure in white robes appeared before him. The man’s presence exuded an undeniable aura of power, and with each step he took toward Davis, an immense pressure seemed to fill the air, weighing heavily on him.When the man reached a few steps from Davis, he came to a halt, extending a finger to gently touch Davis’s forehead. A series of strange, intricate movements followed, as if the man were performing some sort of skill or technique. Afterward, he calmly seated himself, his actions deliberate and serene.Davis, still caught in a whirlwind of confusion, began to slowly piece toget

The man swiftly returned with the needles and handed them to Davis, who wasted no time in getting to work.Taking a deep breath, Davis closed his eyes, focusing intently. After a moment of stillness, he opened his eyes and began carefully inserting the needles into several key acupoints on the woman's body.With each needle he placed, he could feel the energy being drawn from him, and the strain was palpable as beads of sweat began to drip steadily down his forehead. The physical exertion was immense, but he pressed on, his focus unwavering.After working for about ten minutes, Davis paused to rest, taking a few moments to regain his strength before continuing. He repeated this pattern—working steadily, then taking brief breaks. Yet, despite the rest, the treatment was incredibly taxing on him. This difficulty only reinforced Davis's resolve to master cultivation, as he recognized how valuable it could be in helping him to endure such challenges.Observing the exhaustion clearly takin

The oppressive aura that emanated from the man made Thomas frown. Even Solomon and Davis could feel the pressure of it. After a brief moment, the man reined in the aura, and Davis seized the opportunity to speak."I can tell you want to use the pine needles for someone’s treatment," Davis said, his voice steady. "While they might offer a temporary surge of energy, they won’t help in the long run. They’ll only provide a short lived boost, doing more harm than good."The man looked at him, then shook his head. "You're wrong. I didn't buy them to treat anyone."Davis offered a slight smile. "Perhaps, if this were last week, I would be inclined to believe you. I sense something infiltrating your qi—it's a foreign energy, subtle but present."."It’s not harming you yet, but it’s slowly creeping in. Noticing the inactiveness of the energy, it made me realize the aura is just attached to you but it was gotten from someone who is sick. Perhaps someone very close to you who you are with almost

The auction finally commenced as the stunning host gracefully stepped onto the stage, capturing the attention of the room with her poise and presence.Davis leaned in, his voice a low murmur as he spoke to Solomon. "I have a feeling that Patriarch Morgan will try to interfere with our bids. What we need to do is bid on things we don't need in order to make him reach his limits. Watch carefully, and try to gauge his reactions. We need to know when to pull back, especially before the pine needles are revealed. By then, he should have already spent quite a bit."Solomon replied quietly, his confidence unwavering. "Young master, money isn't our concern. The Morgan family simply cannot compete with us."Davis gave him a firm pat on the shoulder. "I know, but money isn't being grown on a tree. There's no reason to waste it unnecessarily."In that moment, Solomon's respect for Davis grew even further. While many wealthy heirs would waste their wealth on frivolous things, Davis was different.

Davis nodded, his mind still racing with questions as he tried to process the information in his mind. After a moment, he looked at Thomas and asked, "Please, can you tell me more about cultivation world?" Thomas frowned for a moment before saying, "The cultivation world is... vast and complex. It's not just about fighting or strength; it's about reaching a higher plane of existence, where the laws of reality are bent by sheer will and mastery of internal energy.""It’s about transforming yourself—your mind, your body, your spirit. That's why you see some cultivators do not care about physical wealth."Davis stared at him, trying to digest the words. "Internal energy?" he asked. "You mean like... magic?"Thomas shook his head. "Not magic. It's called Qi. Qi is the life force that flows through all living things. Cultivators learn to harness it, refine it, and guide it to enhance their abilities. With enough training, a cultivator can manipulate the very fabric of reality itself—cont