2024-09-16 00:02:08He had his own affairs to handle, which the Lancasters could only dream of reaching his level.
With just a snap of his fingers, he could make their wildest wishes a reality.
If he so desired, the wealthiest families in the city could lose everything, their fortunes vanishing and businesses crumbling into bankruptcy.
But what good would it do to explain this to a woman as arrogant and narrow-minded as Mrs. Lancaster?
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Chapter 575
More and more people who had already lost everything—stripped down to nothing but their underwear—suddenly chose recklessness over caution.They sat on the cold stone steps, eyes bloodshot, voices hoarse, and shouted in unison, “I bet my life!”They knew exactly who Chen Liong was.The true leader of the Dragon Group.One of the strongest Outer Disciples.A man whose name alone was supposed to guarantee victory.Those who had hesitated before now looked from Alex to Chen Liong, their doubt melting away. In their minds, this fight had only one ending.They rushed forward, throwing in the last scraps of what they owned—rings, tokens, spiritual stones, even the clothes off their backs.They bet everything.Chen Liong looked down at Alex as if he were examining dirt on his shoe.“You, servant,” he said coldly, his voice carrying across the platform. “From this moment on, you will serve the Dragon Group.”Alex lifted his chin and met his gaze without flinching.“No,” he replied calmly.He
Chapter 574
Everyone could see it.The Tiger Group’s outer disciple staggered backward, his face smashed flat by the iron wok that had just collided with it.Blood poured from his mouth. His two front teeth were gone. Completely gone.He swayed for half a second, eyes unfocused, then collapsed onto the stone platform in a heap—humiliated, broken, ugly in defeat.A ripple of shock ran through the crowd.Eight Fatty didn’t hesitate. He stomped onto the platform, grabbed the fallen disciple by the collar, and dragged him across the stone like a sack of trash. The man’s heels scraped uselessly against the ground.With a final grunt, Eight Fatty hurled him off the edge of the platform. The body rolled and landed hard at the feet of the Tiger Group.“Take your useless disciple back,” Eight Fatty barked.“You—!” The injured Tiger Group disciple tried to rise, fury blazing in his bloodshot eyes.“What?” Eight Fatty shot back, folding his arms. His voice boomed across the square. “This platform is sacred.
Chapter 573
Hearing that, Alex broke into a wide grin.A thunderous voice ripped through the courtyard.“Who the hell thinks they can mess with our Number Nine?”Heads snapped toward the corner. Eight enormous figures pushed through the crowd. The Fatty brothers. Massive bodies. Heavy steps. Faces burning with fury.They stormed straight toward Alex and formed a tight circle around him, sealing him off from the world.The outer disciples from the Tiger Group and the Dragon Group froze for a second when they saw who had arrived.One of the outer disciples sneered. “You bunch of oversized pigs. We’re about to teach this kitchen servant a lesson, and you dare stand in our way? Do you all have a death wish?”The First Fatty stepped forward, his belly shaking with each step, eyes blazing.“He is our brother,” he said coldly. “Touch him, and next time you eat, you might find my shit special mixed into your food pill.”A wave of disgust swept through the crowd. Faces twisted. A few even gagged.Everyone
Chapter 572
Alex knew, these people here could kill him and call it justice.He could die at the hands of Wan Junhao—a servant—or at the hands of the Outer Disciples who watched from the sidelines like vultures.Either way, death was on the table.So Alex made his choice.If he had to die, he would die fighting Wan Junhao on the platform.At least there, he would have a chance.The best a servant in Wudang could ever learn were scraps—some Wudang’s basic cultivation techniques, a handful of crude sword forms, simple movement arts.Wan Junhao leapt onto the platform with the confidence of a man who had already won. He pointed at Alex, his finger sharp as a blade.“Number Nine,” he called out coldly. “You’re dead. Get up here.”The crowd shifted, hungry.Alex didn’t rush. He bent down, picked up his battered soup pot, and settled it over his head. Then he climbed onto the platform.He lifted the iron wok in his hand like a sword. The metal caught the light. It looked ridiculous.For a moment, there
Chapter 571
Alex was enjoying his life in the kitchen.At some point, he stopped worrying about what his future might look like. He stopped thinking about trials, rankings, or status. Most of his days were spent eating and cultivating alongside his Elder Brothers.They refined Food Pills, cultivation pills, laughed, and stuffed themselves until they could barely stand. It was simple. It was steady.Life was good.As the months passed, bits of gossip drifted into the kitchen like smoke from the outer courtyards. News about the Wudang Sect traveled fast, even to the servants’ quarters.He learned the structure piece by piece.The disciples were divided into three ranks: Core Sect, Inner Sect, and Outer Sect.Servants like him lived in the lowest area, working, cooking, cleaning. But there was a rule—one narrow path upward.Any servant who cultivated to the fifth level of Chi Condensation—who could truly sense the dantian and draw energy from the air, gathering Chi into their body—could apply for th
Chapter 570
When Alex opened his eyes, the ceiling swam above him.For a moment he didn’t remember where he was. Then the faces came into focus—eight round, stunned faces staring down at him as if he had just crawled out of a grave.All eight Fattys crowded around the chair he had awkwardly converted into a makeshift bed.Their bulky frames blocked out the light, their shadows falling over him. Eyes wide, mouths slightly open, they stared down at him as if he had just performed a miracle—or survived one.Awe. Pure awe.“Little Brother Ninth,” the First Fatty said carefully, like he was handling something fragile. “Tell me the truth. Did you really cook those food pills?”Alex swallowed. His throat felt dry. “Yes.”A ripple passed through the room.The First Fatty leaned closer. “Did you change the recipe?”“Yes.”Alex pushed himself upright. His body still felt weak, but his mind was clear. He glanced around the chairs until he spotted a stack of paper notes on a nearby table. He reached for it.
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