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The Majestic Heir Chapter 164 - Rampage of the Wild Beast
Leopold moved so fast that Preston wouldn’t have even had time to blink before the marquis’s razor-sharp claws tore through his face.But as a major general, he had fought through countless life-and-death battles. The moment he sensed the looming threat, his military instincts took over.Preston knew he couldn’t dodge in time. Instead, his arm shot out, grabbing one of the lieutenants behind him and shoving the man forward as a human shield.Crash!The sickening sound of claws ripping through flesh echoed in the room.“Damn it! This thing is a monster!”Preston stumbled back a few steps, shaken by Leopold’s terrifying speed. But even that paled in comparison to what happened next.ROAR!!!Leopold let out a guttural growl, his jaws working as he chewed on the torn flesh of the lieutenant’s face.Chomp. Chomp.Like a ravenous beast savoring its prey, the marquis devoured the man’s face, sinking his teeth into the exposed muscle and swallowing hungrily.“He’s turned into a full-fledged d
The Majestic Heir Chapter 165 - Slaughtered One by One
In the blink of an eye, the lieutenant's body collapsed onto the floor, blood gushing violently from his severed throat.And just as Leopold had done to the previous two lieutenants, the marquis-turned-goblin wasted no time taking advantage of the corpse of the man who had just shot him."M-Major General, we need to get out of here now. This situation is completely out of our control."The last remaining lieutenant took a step toward the exit of the underground third floor, his only thought being to escape this cursed place as quickly as possible. He no longer cared about Preston or whatever punishment might await him for abandoning his superior. His survival was all that mattered.Aaargh!But before he could move any further, a sharp, thin object slashed across his face, nearly dislodging one of his eyes from its socket. And as if that weren't enough—Crash!A vicious claw strike slashed his throat wide open, sending his head rolling onto the floor. A second later, his now headless b
The Majestic Heir Chapter 166 - Secrets from the Past
"D-Damn it! How is he still so strong after taking a direct hit from my qi blast?!"Blood poured freely from Preston’s chest, his wound gaping wide. Some of it had already begun to drip onto the cold floor beneath him. Staring at Leopold, whose mouth hung open unnaturally in front of him, the major couldn’t understand why the marquis’s strength hadn’t waned—even when all traces of his human consciousness had vanished."Why hasn’t his power diminished, even after I injected him with the serum?!"Two years ago."Major General, opportunities like this only come once."A man in a black robe, his face striking yet devoid of warmth, placed a syringe filled with a thick, milky-white liquid onto the desk inside Preston’s office. His voice was flat, his expression unreadable.At the time, the major general had no idea who this man was, nor did he understand the true nature of the substance he had brought. But one thing was clear—the stench was unbearable, assaulting his senses the moment the v
The Majestic Heir Chapter 167 - Secrets from the Past (Part 2)
Leopold had long admired Helma’s healing abilities. And now, he finally had the chance to experience one of her remedies. Naturally, the marquis was thrilled—so much so that he wanted to invite the master healer to his manor.But it seemed that wish would never come true, for that day would be the last time the marquis could think and speak normally.The following morning, not only did he find himself unable to speak clearly, but his mind also felt increasingly clouded."Preston, are you certain this is the medicine Helma gave me?" With a dazed expression, Leopold could feel a numbing sensation creeping through his entire body. "Why do I feel as if something terribly wrong is happening to me?""I don’t think I can hold out much longer. Go now—bring Helma here immediately."The unsettling sensation overtaking his body was so overwhelming that Leopold ordered Preston to personally fetch the master healer."I will leave
The Majestic Heir Chapter 168 - The Fruit of the Tree Preston Planted
Back to the present."Shouldn't his strength have diminished after he stopped being human?"Terror flooded Preston’s eyes. Instead of dodging or blocking the attack heading his way, his body froze in place—like a statue.If his opponent had been anyone less powerful than Leopold, he might have had time to think about his next move. But the man standing before him…"This isn't possible, is it?"A foolish question, born of sheer desperation, escaped his lips just as a sharp, black, blade-like object pierced his face at high speed.Crash!Preston didn't even have time to scream before Leopold, lunging at him with ferocious intensity, sucked the blood spurting from the major general’s face and hungrily sank his teeth into his skin—devouring it as though it were the most exquisite delicacy.The gruesome sounds of tearing flesh and snapping bones echoed throughout the underground chamber. Leopold hunche
The Majestic Heir Chapter 169 - Bad News on a Tranquil Morning
Clang!The sharp clash of two solid objects echoed throughout the room. Yet, there was no one else present except for Leopold and Marc. Moreover, the latter didn’t appear to be wielding any kind of weapon.So where did that sound come from?Roar!At the same time, Leopold’s body was sent staggering half a step backward, his claws trembling violently as if he had just struck an unyielding stone. However, instead of retreating in fear, his monstrous instincts urged him to press forward.Hardening both his palms once more, his sharp, rigid claws extended forward, Leopold swung at Marc’s face again.Clang!Once more, a resounding clang filled the air as his claws made contact with the young man’s face, as if striking an incredibly dense and indestructible metal.And as if confirming his worst fear, the moment Leopold’s claws hit Marc’s face, his body was pushed back again—this time, a full four steps.“Is that all you’ve got, My Lord?” Though Marc’s tone wasn’t mocking, his expression was
The Majestic Heir Chapter 170 - A Girlfriend?
"Why does Grandpa have to ruin my mood this early in the morning?"Still fuming with anger, Violet stormed towards the front entrance of the manor, her strides sharp and unrelenting. Parked right in front was her blue McLaren 750S, gleaming under the morning light."Good morning, Miss."A house servant greeted her warmly, his voice polite and respectful. But that only made her irritation worse."Get lost!"Snapping at him, Violet yanked open the car door with her delicate yet surprisingly forceful fingers."Ugh, no. I need to get to the office right now before my mood gets any worse," she muttered under her breath.Moments later, the soft purr of the supercar’s engine echoed through the estate as she sped off, exiting through the front gate.Forty-five minutes later, her car came to a smooth stop right in front of the towering 45-story skyscraper—the headquarters of Richmond Group, a vast conglomerate overseeing numerous subsidiaries. Parking in the front courtyard was strictly reserv
The Majestic Heir Chapter 171 - Yes?
For a brief moment, Violet's face tensed before breaking into an almost impossibly wide smile."Oh, honey. Of course."In an instant, the heavy clouds that had been looming over Violet's expression vanished, replaced by a radiant smile and a gaze burning with desire. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around the slender waist of the woman in the black jacket and pressed her crimson lips against hers."I’ve missed you so much."Smooch!Violet leaned in again, deepening the kiss. It was hot and intense, lasting more than five minutes before the woman finally pulled away, her breath slightly ragged."You seem especially passionate today. What a coincidence—I’ve had a few frustrating days myself. Make me feel better, my big cat."The two women lost themselves in each other, their kisses growing wilder. Within moments, their clothes were scattered across the floor, piece by piece, their moans and soft cries filling
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Chapter 229 - A Little Secret
"You really think you can kill that man with just your cultivation power?"Leah had just stepped out of the courtyard, confident that everything was going according to plan, when a woman’s voice suddenly echoed in her ear.She immediately turned her gaze toward where the voice had come from—a vacant house, roughly five hundred meters ahead."A woman’s voice?" Leah muttered. "Who is she?"It wasn’t a shout, not even close. More like a whisper. But from that distance?Still frowning in confusion, she spotted a figure—faint, dressed in white, gliding gracefully forward. The woman’s dress shimmered like silk, catching the faintest hints of moonlight.It was two in the morning, and the surrounding area was dim at best. Yet somehow, the woman was already standing right in front of her."You want to kill Marvel, don’t you?""Who are you?"Leah instinctively clenched her fists, stepping
Chapter 228 - A Brilliant Plan
One day earlier."I don’t have much time. I need to take Marc out—fast. But that bastard Marvel... he’s taking my crew to rob a bank tomorrow."Leah muttered under her breath, her brow furrowed deep in thought.She had returned to Duskmoor with the intention of rounding up a few of her people to help eliminate Marc. But the moment she set foot in the district, this unexpected mess hit her like a slap in the face."What the hell am I supposed to do?"She couldn’t use her best men—Marvel had already gotten to them.“Give us the weapons and help us secure the money, and half of it’s yours.”That was Marvel’s promise.Ten million dollars. That was the rumored amount sitting inside the Central Bank of Cammont.If the job went well, the Larsian people would walk away with five million. With that kind of cash, they wouldn’t have to worry about survival for years."There’s no way I can change their minds now. I have to go with them."Leah kept pacing, muttering as she pieced her plan together.
Chapter 227 - An Old Friend
Slap!“Dignity? Don’t talk crap in front of me! You’re just a filthy woman looking for attention, that’s why you ran off to the city! You just wanted a man to satisfy your lust, didn’t you?!”Ptui!Leah lifted her bruised face and spat—blood mixed with saliva—straight at Marvel’s face, utterly disgusted by his vile rant.“You animal! Your mouth’s just as filthy as your actions! Thank the heavens I dumped you—otherwise, I might’ve died today right alongside you!”Her body was weak, but Leah’s words were sharp, laced with venom.“Hahaha! Die? Are you out of your mind? How could a tiny scratch like this kill me? No, sweetheart. I’m the one who’s going to kill you!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Marvel balled his fist again and drove it into Leah’s gut—over and over. If she weren’t a cultivator, she would’ve died from the first round of blows. Leah had to focus her inner energy on the points where his fists landed, trying to shield her internal organs.But then, one of his punches struck a vital spot.
Chapter 226 - The Retaliatory Slap
"Was I too harsh on him?"Leah sat by her bedroom window, staring at the stars overhead, her heart heavy with doubt. It wasn’t that she wanted to slap him. She just needed him to understand how deeply she hated the way he had acted.But now, ten days had passed.No word from Marvel. Not a single call. Not even a text.He hadn't even tried sneaking into her house to see her like he used to.Every time they had a fight, no matter how big or small, he was always the first to apologize.If they fought during the day, he'd show up that night with a cake—"Sorry" written in frosting.If they fought at night, she'd wake up to find a bouquet hanging outside her window, and there he'd be, waiting on his motorcycle.But this time? Nothing.Not even a hint of remorse.Leah had considered going to him first. She was still angry—hurt, really. Especially because Marvel didn’t seem the least bit sorry.
Chapter 225 - A Satisfied Heart
Leah's body was sent flying over thirty feet from the force of the punch. The pain etched across her face said everything—there was a massive gap in strength between them.Boom!She slammed into a thick tree trunk, splintering it on impact.But as a cultivator, Leah wasn’t one to stay down for long. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back to her feet, still reeling.“Hahaha! That punch won’t kill me. No matter how far you’ve come in your cultivation, it means nothing if you’re still just a bastard like you.”Her cheek throbbed with heat where Marvel had hit her, but Leah burst out laughing. She was satisfied—ecstatic, even—that she'd landed a blow to his face in return.She knew Marvel well. He took great pride in his looks. Damaging any part of his body, especially his face, felt like a personal victory. One worth celebrating."Now look at you! Just another ugly bastard no one would even glance at! Hahaha! What a pitiful excuse of a man!"Leah kept laughing, a raw, triumphant joy bubb
Chapter 224 - You're No Match for Me!
Leah staggered back several steps as Marvel’s punch landed squarely on her rib.She still managed to keep her grip on both daggers, but her chest was tightening, the blow clearly affecting her.“What? That’s it? That’s all you've got?” Marvel scoffed. “Still stuck at Level 12? You must’ve been slacking off like crazy.”His voice was laced with mockery, and the smirk on his face made it worse.They used to be cultivators of the same level. But two years ago, right after their relationship ended, Marvel had gone into seclusion to focus on his cultivation.When he returned to Duskmoor two months ago, no one knew how far he’d advanced. Still, plenty speculated that his current power had to be at least Level 15.“Shut your damn mouth, asshole! I’ll kill you!” Leah shouted, forcing herself to stand tall.But the fire in her eyes wasn’t as bright as before. Deep down, she hadn’t expected Marvel’s cultivation to leap this far.“Kill me? You really think you can?”Marvel clasped both hands beh
Chapter 223 - Don’t You Dare Try That Again
Bang! Bang! Bang!A burst of gunfire exploded from the pistol aimed directly at Marvel’s face. Leah’s expression was cold, merciless—there wasn’t a hint of sympathy or sentiment left. All she wanted now was to blow this bastard’s face apart, just like she had done to that sniper earlier.But Marvel wasn’t just any man.Just like before, when he’d dodged point-blank sniper fire, he moved again—shifting his head left and right with sharp precision, dodging the barrel of Leah’s gun. The bullets tore into the ground, missing their mark completely.“Die, you bastard! That’s what you get for messing with me! You’re gonna feel everything I felt!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Fueled by pure rage, Leah kept pulling the trigger, firing over and over, trying to hit his moving face. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t land a single shot.And by the time the magazine was empty, not a single bullet had even grazed Marvel’s skin.Marvel wasn’t about to waste the opening she’d just handed him.“Stupi
Chapter 222 - A Relationship from the Past
No one knew that Leah had once shared an intimate relationship with Marvel. The young woman had kept their connection tightly under wraps, never displaying it in public—especially not with her father Lars around. Lars harbored a deep hatred for Marvel and all the shadowy factions lurking in Duskmoor. And Leah, of course, knew better than to take that kind of risk.But everything changed two years ago.Leah had planned to surprise Marvel—only to walk in on him wrapped up in a passionate embrace with a woman who wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing.In that moment, Leah didn’t scream. She didn’t cry. She didn’t even say a word.But from that day forward, something in her changed. The warmth between them vanished. She never got close to him again.In fact, it seemed like that very incident was what finally pushed her to leave Duskmoor—to become Violet’s personal bodyguard instead.“You
Chapter 221 - What Do You Want?
“Why did you do that?”The sniper's face—crushed beneath Marvel’s boot—was now an unrecognizable mess. But instead of looking pleased, the gangster boss stared at the young woman with a cold, piercing glare. Leah’s actions hadn’t satisfied him—they’d only raised questions.“Tell me why you shot him.”“Oh, come on. What are you even talking about?”Leah, the woman who had just appeared and gunned down the sniper without hesitation, shrugged casually. Her expression was calm, almost bored.“Why would I need your permission to kill someone who was getting in our way? Obviously, I had to take him out.”“Really? That’s your story?”Marvel narrowed his eyes, the intensity in his gaze sharpening like a blade. He studied her carefully, like a predator sizing up an unfamiliar threat.“Tell me—are you hiding something from me?”“Hufff... You're seriously paranoid.”Leah waved him off, shaking her head in exasperation, as if swatting away a pointless accusation.“Why would I do that? We came her