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FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 319
The Eternal Clan, once the undisputed rulers of the martial world, had been brought to their knees. The legendary Patriarch Xian, who had ruled for centuries, now lay broken beneath Louis Kindsor’s boot. His ribs cracked under the pressure, his face pale from the sheer force of his defeat.The air was heavy with silence.All around the battlefield, the once-mighty warriors of the Eternal Clan knelt, their heads bowed, their pride shattered beyond repair. The invincible sect, feared across the cultivation world, had been humiliated by a single man.Louis smirked, his foot pressing down a little harder on Xian’s chest."Say it louder," Louis ordered, his voice calm, yet commanding.Xian gritted his teeth, humiliation burning through his veins like poison. But there was no escaping this. He had already lost."I swear… my loyalty to you," Xian muttered, the words tasting like ash in his mouth.BOOM.A shockwave rippled across the battlefield as the last of the Eternal Clan’s resistance cr
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 320
A week later, Louis Kindsor stood at the center of the world.The Global Business Summit, hosted in one of Apple City's most luxurious skyscrapers, was a gathering of billionaires, politicians, and world leaders. It was here that Louis, now the most powerful figure in both the business and cultivation world, would deliver his keynote speech.Dressed in a custom black suit, his movements were effortless, exuding absolute control.Seated beside him was his new personal assistant, a stunning woman named Lina Zhang—or so she called herself.In reality, she was the Eternal Clan’s spy.Juliet had been suspicious of her from the beginning, but Lina had played her role perfectly—efficient, competent, and entirely unremarkable.But Louis?Louis already knew.As his speech approached, Lina subtly slid a drink toward him, her expression unreadable. The glass was filled with pristine, expensive wine—a fitting choice for a man of his status.Louis picked up the glass, his fingers brushing against
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 321
Another chuckled. "Let him try. The barrier has withstood the strongest cultivators in history!"And then they saw him.Louis Kindsor.Standing alone at the base of the mountain.Unarmed. Unbothered. Unstoppable.Dressed in his signature black suit, hands in his pockets, he looked up at the towering barrier, his expression unreadable. The sheer presence he carried sent an unnatural chill through the air, causing the more inexperienced disciples to instinctively step back.But the elders? They remained confident."Fool," Elder Feng spat, his tone dripping with disdain. "This is not some corporate battlefield. This is the sacred land of the Eternal Clan! Your tricks end here!"Louis exhaled slowly.Then, without a word, he lowered his palm to the earth.The ground trembled.A low, rumbling sound echoed through the valley as Crimson Dragon Qi pulsed into the mountain itself. The very soil, stone, and roots beneath him seemed to come alive, pulsating with raw power.The disciples on the o
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 322
The Black Lotus Auction—an event whispered about in the darkest corners of the corporate and criminal underworld.Held once a year in a hidden underground chamber, it was where the world’s elite gathered to trade in secrets—stolen patents, classified government data, blackmail material on powerful figures.Tonight’s auction, however, was different.Tonight’s main attraction was none other than Louis Kindsor.Or rather, his greatest weakness.The venue was a fortress beneath a luxury casino in Monaco.The air buzzed with tension as hundreds of high-profile business leaders, mafia bosses, and corrupt politicians sat in dimly lit booths, their faces hidden behind elaborate masks.At the center of the room, a circular auction stage slowly rotated as a sultry voice filled the chamber."Welcome, distinguished guests," purred Madame Viper, the infamous leader of Black Lotus.Draped in a flowing crimson dress, her obsidian-black eyes glowed under the chandelier’s soft light. She held the room
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 323
The tension in the room shifted—from fear to uncertainty."What… what do you want?" a French arms dealer asked cautiously.Louis placed the data drive on the table and leaned forward."This drive doesn’t just contain my medical records."He tapped it once."It contains everything."Their secrets. Their scandals. Their backroom deals.Every single auction item tonight was now in his hands.Gasps of horror erupted in the crowd.The very people who had come here to buy power… were now completely at his mercy.Louis’s voice dropped into deadly calm."You have two choices."He raised a single finger."One: Join me. Become part of my new global consortium. Work with me, not against me."Then he raised another."Two: I leak every single file on this drive to the public."The silence stretched for an eternity.Louis let it sink in.He could see it in their faces. The desperation. The calculations. The crumbling pride.Then—One by one, paddles began to rise.Not for bidding.For submission.A
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 324
Louis was in the middle of a high-profile press conference at the Global Business Summit, addressing world leaders and corporate giants about his expanding influence.A room filled with hundreds of cameras, flashing lights, and microphones.And then—A crack in the air.A sudden, chilling aura descended upon the hall, suffocating everyone present.Reporters froze.Bodyguards instinctively reached for their weapons—only to find their hands trembling uncontrollably.And then—BOOM!The conference doors exploded inward, sending shards of wood flying.A black-robed figure emerged from the smoke. His long silver beard swayed as his blood-red eyes locked onto one man.Grand Elder Zhao had arrived."Louis Kindsor!" Zhao’s voice boomed, shaking the entire venue."You have no right to call yourself powerful if you have not faced me!"Before the guards could react, Zhao vanished—reappearing directly in front of Louis, his palm surging with forbidden energy."Soul-Reaping Palm!"The attack was l
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 325
The world had seen Louis Kindsor break nations, crush ancient sects, and erase underground empires.But this time, his enemies believed they had found his one true vulnerability—money.A coalition of twelve international corporations, led by Heinrich Global, launched a coordinated economic assault against him, freezing billions in assets, blacklisting his companies, and cutting off trade routes across multiple continents.At a grand press conference in Frankfurt, Germany, the arrogant and self-satisfied CEO Wilhelm Heinrich stood before a gathering of the world’s financial elite, basking in his so-called victory."Today marks the beginning of a new era in global business," Heinrich declared, his voice oozing with self-importance."The unchecked monopoly of Louis Kindsor ends here and now!"A thunderous applause followed, as bankers, corporate executives, and government officials nodded in agreement.For years, they had all feared him.But with his empire’s money locked away, with his
FROM DIVORCED TO BILLIONAIRE HEIR CHAPTER 326
Heinrich turned, his expression filled with sheer hatred.Louis smiled."I’ve scheduled similar board meetings at each of your coalition partners for tomorrow morning."Wilhelm’s face twisted in sheer horror.Because he finally understood.It wasn’t just Heinrich Global.By the time the sun rose tomorrow—every single corporation that had betrayed Louis Kindsor… would belong to him.News of Heinrich’s removal spread across the world within hours.The other eleven companies in the coalition against Louis immediately descended into chaos.CEOs resigned. Stocks plummeted. Investors fled.Every corporation that had participated in the financial blockade suddenly found itself under new leadership.Their own boardrooms had turned against them.Their own shareholders had been bought out from under them.By Louis Kindsor.One by one, the so-called alliance against him crumbled into nothing.As Wilhelm Heinrich sat in his empty penthouse, staring at the news reports broadcasting his downfall, a
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CHAPTER 389
The dome was gone.The trial finished.But Mark Jennings hadn’t moved.He knelt in silence, face blank, eyes eerily calm. It was the stillness that unnerved even the bravest cultivators watching.Louis didn’t buy it.“Something’s wrong,” Mira murmured.Louis nodded, gaze sharpening. “He’s not done.”Mark lifted his head—too smoothly, too... robotic.Then he smiled. Not the smug kind.The sinister kind.“Do you really think you’ve won?” Mark whispered, voice laced with something inhuman. “That this… trial… means anything?”The world watched as his skin flickered, his aura pulsed unnaturally.Louis’s eyes narrowed.“Move back,” he ordered.Too late.Mark’s spirit split, a blinding pulse shooting toward Louis like a spear of corruption.Soul-Swap Technique.A forbidden art. An escape plan carved from the bones of dead gods.Mark’s essence lunged straight into Louis’s core.He laughed mid-transition. “You spent so long trying to destroy me, you forgot I could become you!”Louis didn’t mov
CHAPTER 388
The vote was unanimous.Seventy-seven nations. Fourteen sect unions. Three independent AI councils.Mark Jennings would stand trial.The accusations were endless—soul harvesting, illegal enhancer distribution, war crimes, ritual sacrifice.But Mark?He stood in the Jennings Tower throne room, arms spread like a god blessing fools.“I do not answer to tribunals,” he declared, voice echoing across the broadcast system he’d hijacked. “I have evolved beyond humanity’s petty need for judgment. I am the next phase.”Kael stood nearby, exhausted. “Sir, the world’s demanding transparency. They want to see justice.”Mark sneered. “Justice? That’s a coin toss. I don’t need justice—I need control.”He flicked his hand.Behind the scenes, digital threads slithered through the global tribunal system—hacking verdicts, rewording charges, replacing truth with confusion. Screens glitched, documents shifted. Every guilty verdict now showed: “INCONCLUSIVE – INTERFERENCE SUSPECTED.”Mark smirked. “Blame
CHAPTER 387
Mark Jennings sat in the war chamber, eyes bloodshot, voice low and venomous.“Put a billion on him.”Kael froze. “A billion? That’ll trigger half the rogue world—mercs, bounty sects, soul pirates—”“Exactly,” Mark snapped. “Let them swarm him. Day and night. Sleep will be a myth. Peace a memory.”He grinned, the kind of grin that belonged more in padded rooms than palaces.“If I can’t kill Louis with power… I’ll drown him in desperation.”Day 1A fire arrow nearly pierced Louis’s shoulder during a peaceful harvest prayer.He caught it mid-air, raised a brow, and sighed. “First one? A little early, don’t you think?”The archer got buried head-first in a compost pile. Alive. Slightly traumatized.Day 3A pack of night assassins launched a synchronized strike.One ended up folded into a lotus pose—while unconscious. Another was used to hammer the third into a wall.Day 7“Eighty-four,” Mira counted, dragging another limp mercenary across the courtyard. “You’d think they’d give up.”Loui
CHAPTER 386
The cracks in Mark Jennings' empire weren’t subtle anymore.They were earthquakes.One by one, governments that once propped him up with backdoor deals and glowing endorsements began quietly pulling out.The Empire of Vaundra? Silent.The Eastern United Council? Declared neutrality.Even the Trade Republic of Silas—Mark’s loudest cheerleaders—froze all funding.In the space of 72 hours, his global powerbase went from iron grip to butter melting in a sunstorm.Inside Jennings Tower, the war room was chaos. Phones rang. Alerts screamed. No one had answers—just excuses and sweat.“Sir,” Kael muttered, his voice hollow, “The Republic just blocked access to your border labs. They’re calling it... 'preventive quarantine.'”Mark slammed his fist on the table. “They can’t abandon me. I built this world!”Kael swallowed. “They’re not calling it your world anymore.”But that wasn’t the worst of it.The worst came that night—leaked footage.Posted by a shadow account and verified by five interna
CHAPTER 385
The night sky glowed red across three continents—and not from the setting sun.Mark Jennings watched, jaw tight, as live satellite feeds showed flames devouring his secret research compounds. Genetic chambers, soul-seal factories, forbidden tech labs—all gone in hours.Security footage was a blur of fire and screaming.One guard managed to shout, “There was no warning—just wings and fire!”Eleanor.Mark crushed his glass in one hand.“She’s insane,” he hissed. “A damn phoenix with a vendetta.”He stormed into his emergency broadcast chamber, cameras flickering on as he barked orders.“Spin this. I don’t care how. Make her the villain. Make her look like a terrorist.”Technicians scrambled. Within minutes, a global emergency broadcast beamed across every major city:Mark stood tall in a charcoal suit, forced grief pasted over his face like a bad mask.“This is not justice. This is terrorism,” he began solemnly, fake sincerity dripping off each word. “Eleanor, once a respected cultivato
CHAPTER 384
Mark Jennings stood before a black, soundproofed war room, surrounded by shadowed figures.“These aren’t your average bounty hunters,” he said, teeth flashing. “I’ve hired phantoms. Spiritual hitmen. Soul-slicers. Even a void-binder from the Unseen Clan.”The room felt colder just hearing those names.Kael leaned in nervously. “You’re sure this won’t backfire like… everything else?”Mark’s eyes gleamed. “This time, there’s no grand entrance. No speeches. No dragon pulses or temple shields. This time, Louis disappears. Quietly.”Two nights later — Location classifiedIn a forest drenched in fog and soaked with tension, Louis moved silently beneath the moonlight. He sensed it before it happened—the faint ripple in spiritual space. Something not of this world was hunting him.Ten elite assassins encircled him: mortals with enchanted weapons, spirits who fed on intent, shapeshifters disguised as falling leaves.“This is it,” whispered one, drawing a blade humming with soul poison.The net
CHAPTER 383
“They were mine!”Kael whispered, pale. “They were never yours, sir. You just rented them… until someone better showed up.”Mark screamed.Louis. Again. Always him.But deep down, Mark understood something far worse.This wasn’t the end.This was the start of something he could no longer control.And Louis?He wasn’t fighting for power.He was fighting for everyone Mark had forgotten.Beneath the ruined city of Caldus, in a vault built from spiritsteel and arrogance, Mark Jennings stood at the heart of the Shadow Auction—his latest masterpiece of corruption.Around him sat warlords wrapped in animal skins and silk suits, crooked politicians oozing perfume and power, and black-robed syndicate leaders who whispered curses louder than prayers.Projected across the vaulted chamber were translucent prisms—each holding a spirit core, glowing faintly, extracted from captured cultivators loyal to Louis.Mark tapped his glass with a silver spoon.“Welcome, esteemed degenerates,” he smiled. “To
CHAPTER 382
Mark threw a chair through the screen.“This isn’t possible! HOW?!”Kael cowered. “He used... the Dragon Vein Network. The legends were real. The Kindsor temples are spiritually tethered.”Mark’s eyes bulged. “That’s a bedtime story!”“Yeah,” Kael whimpered. “Except the bedtime story just collapsed seven military bases.”Mark slammed his fist into the wall.“You mean to tell me… we got outsmarted by decorative floor tiles?!”Kael didn’t dare respond.In the Hidden GroveMira watched the news, stunned.Louis finally spoke, voice soft but firm. “They feared the dragon. But they forgot it doesn’t roar until you step on its spine.”She shivered. “What happens now?”Louis looked to the horizon, eyes glinting with purpose.“Now? We rebuild. And when Mark tries again…” He smiled faintly. “We don’t collapse ground.”Mira raised an eyebrow. “Then what?”Louis’s smile deepened.“We collapse empires.”War-torn cities smoldered under the illusion of peace.Mark Jennings stood atop a broken milita
CHAPTER 381
Mark Jennings was done playing games.Humiliation burned like acid in his chest, each word from Louis’s last appearance looping through his mind like a curse. His reflection in the mirror sneered at him, as if even his own image mocked his failure.“This ends now,” he growled, voice raw with fury. “Burn it all. I want the entire Kindsor network reduced to rubble.”Behind him, a dozen emissaries from rogue states nodded grimly. Their job was simple: conquest by chaos.By dusk, private armies surged across borders—armored vehicles disguised as "peacekeeping convoys" rolled through sacred grounds, while rogue cultivators unleashed hell on ancient temples. Smoke clouded the skies. Cries of civilians pierced the night like broken flutes.Atop a blood-stained mountain base, a general cackled. “Kindsor sanctuaries? More like kindling.”Every news station echoed the same narrative.“Former Louis loyalists caught hoarding soul weapons.”“Public enemies: Kindsor cults tied to insurgency.”“Peac
