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The Majestic Heir Chapter 74 - I Told You!
"This young man has truly lost his mind!" whispered one of the monks kneeling in the courtyard of the central hall, staring at Marc. "How could he still dare to speak nonsense in front of Master Dorje?""Master Dorje will surely make him suffer!" another monk chimed in.As they predicted, Dorje's eyes gleamed with fury at this moment. "Kid, go west and meet His Reverence!" Dorje's right hand shot toward Marc's face with incredible speed, radiating a powerful golden aura. The golden glow wasn’t just on his hand—it enveloped his entire body.With such terrifying power, no one could fathom what would happen next. "That boy seems beyond saving!" one of the monks whispered shakily, closing his eyes. He wasn’t alone—almost all the monks had done the same.When everyone thought Marc's fate was sealed, the young man simply smiled faintly. Just as Dorje's palm was an inch away from his face, Marc moved with blinding speed, catching the master’s hand. "Not bad! But that’s still not fast enough
The Majestic Heir Chapter 75 - Regret
At the same time, instead of dodging, Marc grinned and shook his head. "How many times do I need to show you that I’m far stronger than you?"Marc swiftly lowered his body, allowing Dorje’s fist to sail harmlessly over his head. In the next instant, the young man’s hand clenched into a tight fist, and with incredible speed, he delivered a powerful punch to the master’s chest.Bang!The resounding impact echoed, accompanied by the unmistakable crack of bones. Dorje’s body was hurled back five meters, stumbling as he barely managed to remain upright.Spurt!"Damn it!" Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dorje felt his insides churn and burn. "H-how... how could a weakling like him possess the strength to strike me?"Dorje’s face and body showed no sign of fear or shock—his expression remained steady, his stance unyielding. Yet deep down, both emotions began to grow, gnawing at his confidence. Especially after Marc had effortlessly countered his first strike.“This bastard’s abilities can’
The Majestic Heir Chapter 76 - Unforgivable
As Dorje remained kneeling on the ground, his mind in turmoil, the sound of light footsteps approaching snapped him out of his daze. Marc reached out and flicked the master's forehead.Flick!It was a simple, light flick, yet Dorje reacted as if struck by a thunderbolt."What are you doing?!" His head, which had been bowed in sorrow, snapped up. His face, previously drawn and grief-stricken, twisted into anger. His clenched jaw and the fire in his eyes showed his fury.Dorje was a man of great pride and self-respect. Let alone being struck—he wouldn't tolerate anyone even touching his head. And yet, Marc had just flicked his forehead so casually. How could he possibly stay silent about such an insult?"Do you still feel it?" Ignoring the master's furious glare, Marc's expression remained calm as he posed the question."Feel what?" Dorje's anger flared as he pushed himself to his feet, fists clenched. He ignored the lingering pain in his chest. He could no longer tolerate Marc’s blatan
The Majestic Heir Chapter 77 - The Trace
Instead of calming the master, Marc's words only made Dorje cry even harder, burying his face once more into the floor. His words seemed to deepen the regret weighing on Dorje’s heart.Seeing this, Marc let out a long sigh. He and everyone present finally understood just how profound the master’s sorrow was."Master, I think you should start the ceremony now." Marc approached one of the senior monks and spoke respectfully. "It looks like he needs more time," he added, glancing at Dorje."Thank you, sir." The monk bowed his head slightly, his demeanor toward Marc now filled with respect. Any suspicion or condescension he had felt toward the young man had completely vanished.Like Dorje, Marc now held an important position in his eyes. It wasn’t just him—every monk and every person present shared the same sentiment. The way they viewed Marc had completely changed."I will lead everyone in beginning the ceremony."As the gathering stood and moved toward the courtyard, a sixteen-year-old
The Majestic Heir Chapter 78 - The Little Secret
"Hehe." The teenager gave a wry smile, scratching the back of his head. Even though Marc's gaze was neutral, he felt as if the man before him had just caught him red-handed doing something wrong."I know you've sneaked out of this monastery with Harper without a master's permission, haven't you?" Marc looked at the teenager as if he knew all his secrets."Sir, forgive me." The smile on the teenager's face gradually turned into an anxious expression. Looking to his left and right to make sure no one else was around, he continued, "I only did it once. I swear. I never did it again after that."The teenager was a new student at the monastery. According to the monastery's rules, for the first three years, a student was not allowed to leave unless accompanied by a supervising master.However, not only had this teenager left without permission, but he had also gone with Harper—who had now officially become an enemy of the monastery.If one of the monks were to find out about his actions, no
The Majestic Heir Chapter 79 - The Fruit Seller
A few minutes later, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the village."There, that's the place where Miss Morgan once took me." Yangdon pointed to a fairly large fruit shop not far from where they stood. "She asked me to help her carry some baskets of fruit."When they reached the store, a woman in her late thirties immediately recognized the teenager. "Ah, Yangdon! I've been waiting for you! Come in, I have plenty of fresh fruit for you! Miss Morgan will be delighted!""Sorry, Auntie, I'm not here to buy fruit today. I came with Mr. Marc Belmont," Yangdon politely gestured toward Marc, who stood beside him."Ah, such a handsome young man! I know exactly what kind of fruit you like! Tell me, you're here looking for that fruit, aren't you?" As she spoke, her expression became unmistakably playful, especially when she emphasized the word "fruit.""Auntie, he's not that kind of man." While Marc gave a faint, amused smile without saying anything, Yangdon shook his head with a serio
The Majestic Heir Chapter 80 - A Cheap Drive
"Marc, wait a moment!" Yangdon stopped in his tracks and placed his hand in front of Marc, blocking his way just as they stepped out of the fruit shop."I remember now! That looks like the car Miss Morgan rode in!" Yangdon exclaimed, pointing ahead.Following the teenager’s finger, Marc spotted a sedan—an extremely old one, to be precise—with a faded ivory-white color. Leaning against the vehicle was a man wearing polished loafers, white trousers, and a brightly patterned shirt tucked into his pants. With sunglasses perched on his face, he looked like the owner of the car."Are you sure?" Marc asked, his gaze remaining fixed on the man."Yes, I'm absolutely sure. Miss Morgan got into that beat-up car after handing me all the fruit we bought."Without another word, Marc walked toward the sedan, Yangdon keeping pace beside him."Can you take me to this address?" Marc handed over a business card he had just received from the fruit vendor.Lifting his sunglasses onto his head, the man cas
The Majestic Heir Chapter 81 - Extra Money
"I knew it! Harper couldn't have done it alone!" Marc thought, nodding lightly. Now, all the questions in his mind had been answered.Yangdon might not have seen or known the face behind the mask. "But whoever they are, they must also be a member of the Dark Star Sect!""Little brother, I think I should get going now. Look, the driver is starting to look impatient," Marc said, pointing at the man who had stuck his head out of the car window, gesturing irritably at Marc."Remember what I said—keep training, okay?" With those words, Marc patted Yangdon on the shoulder before turning to leave."Will you come visit us again?" the teenager asked."Of course," Marc replied, turning his head slightly before adding, "When I have some free time."At that moment, for some reason, as he watched Marc's back moving away, Yangdon's eyes suddenly welled up. His heart ached, as if something important was slipping away from his life. Even though their meeting had been brief, it had left a deep impress
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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
Chapter 220 - Attack from the Shadows
Thup! Thup!A pair of muffled shots rang out as two bullets silently left the barrel of a sniper rifle. Even someone standing within twenty meters wouldn’t have heard a thing.Marvel, walking calmly across the open ground, was still fifty meters away from the brush. He shouldn't have been able to hear those shots—just like the subordinates of his who’d already ended up dead.And yet, out of nowhere, the man suddenly raised both arms the exact moment the shots were fired.Tap! Tap!With lightning speed, he swatted the two bullets away before they could lodge in his chest, deflecting them in random directions.“All you know is how to sneak around and take potshots, huh?” he growled, eyes narrowing toward a specific spot beyond the shrubs. He'd already figured out where the shots were coming from.“You’re not getting away. You’re going to pay for what you did.”Thup! Thup!As Marvel spoke, two more bullets whizzed toward him—this time aimed at his head and neck.But just as the sniper pu
Chapter 219 - The Boss Arrives
“B-But…”One of the Scorpion members hesitated, his eyes locked on Bulldog, unwilling to look away for even a second.Up until now, whenever the fat man gave an order, not a single member of the gang ever questioned it—let alone defied it. That included him.But this time... the risk was just too high.Just moments ago, twenty men Bulldog had sent ahead were left sprawled on the ground with bullet holes in their heads—dead. If he and the remaining eighty-nine gang members charged blindly into the brush, they’d likely suffer the same fate.“Wouldn’t it be better if we regrouped and came up with a plan? Charging ahead like this is too dangerous.”He finally voiced the thought gnawing at his mind.“Idiot! What the hell do you know?” Bulldog snapped, lifting one hand like he was about to slap the man, but stopping short. “You think you’ve got a better plan than me, huh?”“Just go! Take everyone and move out! I don’t wanna hear another word. I want that bastard caught, and I want it now!”
Chapter 218 - The Mysterious Shooter
Bang! Bang! Bang!Losing his patience, Bulldog pulled the trigger and fired into the bushes a few hundred meters from the inn.In the pitch-black night, he couldn’t see a thing—not a single silhouette. But that didn’t matter. All he cared about was venting his fury and taking down the mysterious shooter.“Come out, you bastard! Come out!”Rattatatat! Rattatatat!Bang! Bang! Bang!Bulldog wasn’t the only one. Several members of Scorpion raised their weapons and unleashed a hail of bullets into the bushes.The deafening exchange of gunfire turned the atmosphere into something straight out of a warzone.While the thugs seemed to relish the chaos, the workers nearby were the exact opposite. Unaccustomed to the sound of gunfire, they pressed their hands tightly over their ears, cowering on the ground.It wasn’t even the full barrage—it only took a single gunshot to leave their ears ringing. Faced with the overwhelming terror of the moment, all they could do was lie flat, trembling violentl
