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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A life of tears
The rest of the assassins became uneasy as they listened to the voice coming through their earplugs.“Agent two, answer or give me a signal to know that you're still with us.” The team leader said again with a palpitating heart, feeling distressed and useless for failing to protect the people he came with.Anthony frowned wondering what the signal was. He knew that if they waited for some time and still didn't get the signal, they would confirm their haunch about the agents going missing.Anthony quickly jumped to his feet, adjusting the stunning equipment on his left hand while his hand grabbed his dagger.He moved in the line, quickly rushing towards the next door.“Agent three, any show from your side?” Anthony heard the team leader ask through the ear plug in his ear.“Not yet.” A calm voice replied cautiously looking around.Anthony sighed in relief and appeared behind him, hitting his neck with one of the tiny but lethal needles in his left hand.Before the victim could gurgle o
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Heart of stone
Anthony quickly found the area where the fifth spy was hiding. He was the number five target out of the seven targets the team was made up of.By merely looking at him, you would Immediately realize that he was distressed. He was no longer relaxed, and his feelings were truly normal. Only a few people had the ability to be truly calm in the face of death and uncertainties which he was facing.He quickly slashed out the moment he felt a light gust of wind beside him, realizing that the reaper had reached his side.Anthony stared at him coldly.“Who are you?” He whispered, intending to stylishly inform the rest of the team about his presence, so they would run to safety. However, Anthony had long since disabled the connection between their devices using a wave barrier.“Who I am is not important at all. The more pressing topic right now is, do you like where you are? Are you loyal to those blood suckers, or will you take my hand instead? What do you want to do?” Anthony asked with a sm
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Blue like the ocean
Anthony kept silent and disappeared from his location, reappearing beside him.The man bent backwards, hit the spot Anthony appeared in with his elbow, and met Anthony's dagger with his forearm.“Good. Only a few people can discover my location when I use my step technique. But you could tell without looking at me, or waiting for me to reveal myself.” Anthony said with shining eyes, feeling impressed.“I must say, whoever trained you guys did a good job, a nice job. Your senses, level of alertness, and reaction time are all top notch. If you guys join me and become my team members, we could fight the evil I detest so much and return freedom to people. What do you think?” Anthony said coming closer to him as if he had lost guard.The assassin smirked, the corner of his lips turning up, while his eyes turned cold.“I think you're quite delusional, dear pretty boy.” Anthony was immediately taken aback. How could the assassin tell he was handsome when his body was fully covered in his sp
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system When living becomes a burden
Anthony's needles had caught blue, same time as a lethal bullet penetrated Anthony's arm. He staggered and blue reached for him as if to break his fall, only for him to collapse mid way. Anthony fell to his knees beside him and pulled him close. “Go to sleep blue. You will wake up beside the oceans that you love so much.” Anthony whispered, closing his eyes that were wide open with pain. Anthony pulled out the needles from his body as his eyebrows creased deeper in pain. “Don't kill anymore of my brothers. Some of them were forced to be here without there's no way out. If you must kill someone, find the leaders and the other agents that have been enamored by money and material promises. Do not kill the innocent who were merely trying to survive.” Blue whispered, as he disappeared like the mist, alongside his weapons, leaving without a trace, as if he was never there. Anthony finally collapsed on the floor as the space lock placed by Blue dissipated with his disappearance. The
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Stronger than expected
Anthony feigned ignorance, pretending not to know what he was talking about.“Who are you looking for? What are you talking about?” He asked, getting ready to face off with the top tier assassin“Hmm, I don't have the time for your cat and mouse games. Where are my brothers?” He asked coldly, swinging his swords faster and faster till it formed a cyclone, slashing anything that came in contact with it. Even the falling pine needles from the pine tree in the garden were not spared as he slashed them into two.Anthony replied with a smirk, watching the approaching cyclone and the wielder of the dual swords. “Since you put it that way, I really can't bear to disappoint you. I took them somewhere better. Do you want to see them?” Anthony asked, swapping his weapons to twin swords to match that of his assailants.“Enable maximum coverage, and full armament.” Anthony mentally instructed the system.“Weapons loaded from the weapon store. 100 rounds of ammunition paired with a super rifle. T
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Death's Door
The last of the needles fell off, and the cyclone's speed slowly reduced, till it came to a stop. “Wow! He's very conversant with sword wielding principles. He slowly reduced the speed instead of stopping Immediately, even though he could. This would ensure that his arm remains in optimum condition as he fights. Such a good apple fell right into a mound of shit. Tsk tsk tsk. Such great piece fell into the hands of terrible players. How can all these talents and potentials be wasted in the den of evil. The mastermind would definitely want to take him in as his disciple, if he agrees to let go of the bond he has with the organization. Even in the cultivation world, geniuses like himself are rarer than unicorns. Great seeds are wasting away on earth's soil. If only we got him before those shit heads from the den of evil captured him. Ah! What a waste. He's so dedicated. All these expertise didn't come easy. It came with years of dedication, and meticulous training. He trains relentless
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Memories
Anthony quickly dived to the side to avoid the unexpected attack, only to hear a powerful whoosh. Pain shot through his body, followed by a loud explosion.Yes, the battle armor dissipated due to the impact, leaving his body unprotected; the dagger was more powerful than bullets and bomb.Anthony quickly flew to the air, spinning around while still in his horizontal posture.“Oh my goodness, you're wounded, master.” The system said in alarm, while Anthony blocked the incoming sword with his.The assassin quickly spun around mid air, giving a backward strike to Anthony, which he blocked with his sword. Anthony returned three merciless kicks to him, while still hovering mid air in a horizontal position. The man grunted as he flew up into the air, due to the impact force with which Anthony used to strike him. But he spun around and gracefully landed on one knee, using one sword for support, while the other stood at alert, waiting to fend off incoming attacks.Anthony landed on his feet,
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A time called us
Anthony swung around, not noticing his opponent’s mood as he gave him a vicious slash that ran from his left shoulder blade, down to his right thigh.He raised his swords again and struck out. The dazed man managed to block one, while the other went across his chest.“Wait!” He whispered, just as Anthony pushed his sword into his belly, gutting him.Anthony's eyes widened in horror on realizing that his opponent didn't bother to block it or fight back.Based on the assasin’s level of response, Anthony didn't expect the three hits to land on his body, instead of being avoided.“An!” The man whispered, vomiting blood.Anthony froze as he heard the voice filled with tenderness calling out to him, and the other sword in his hand fell off with a noisy clang, imitating the sound of something exploding in Anthony's mind. The familiar voice which had lost the hoarseness the assassin used to communicate with him filled him with dread, making goosebumps cover the entire surface of his skin. He
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Still my blood
Mo Lan’s pale, sweaty face was the first Aryan saw the moment he regained consciousness. A wide smile broke on his face as Mo Lan hugged him crying. “It's so good to finally see your face, the soul mate that lighted the beacon, guiding me out of darkness. Has the rest left the mystic lands?” Aryan whispered, rubbing his back. “Big brother, we have a lot to say to each other, but we only have two minutes left, let's go.” Anthony shouted, making him notice the other two. Anthony quickly carried up Aryan while Mo Lan grabbed Annabelle, quickly racing to the front porch. They met an open space craft, making them surprised. “Hurry up!” Sean shouted, coming out from the vehicle. “Why are you still here?” Aryan whispered in surprise. Anthony and Mo Lan staying back was no surprise due to their bond. But Kaiser and Sean staying back was a mystery. “How can we leave our brothers to weather storms alone? Lynda is leading the rest away. Ryan, Aria, Jasmine and Angel are in the other vehic
Leaving Paradise
“Has Mo Lan come out yet? It has already been a week. We have been asked to leave this place and we only have twelve hours left.” Anthony whispered, watching his watch. All of their luggages and things they consider important which didn't belong exclusively to the mystic lands have been packed up and arranged for take off. However, four people were visibly absent while others were ready to take off. But at least, everyone knew where two of them could be seen. Ryan was rushing his last minute cultivation while trying to condense demi god threshold. While Annabelle was upstairs in her room cultivating as if the urgent messages from the system had no relation to her. “I don't really know what's wrong with Mo Lan. He had disappeared to who knows where ever since last week when Annabelle broke into the demi god realm. Could it be that he got backlash while trying to help her breakthrough?” Sean asked with a frown. “It can't be that. If he was truly wounded, there was no way Annabelle wou
A Taste of the Forbidden
“Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? Look at me! I need you to pay attention if we're to succeed.” Mo Lan snapped impatiently, making Annabelle jump in fright. She had thought that Mo Lan would stalk away after she gave in to her baser instincts and slapped him. But surprisingly, he endured it and told her to get dressed. He had taken her to the mountain, explaining the principles of law formations and stopping at intervals on places with stronger law activities to cultivate and gain deeper understanding on the principles behind their formations and functions. When they got up the mountain, he had taken her on a hands-on combat training class, but she never seemed to fully concentrate, wondering why he was still helping her. “Fine, sit cross legged, let's start dual cultivation and attempt a breakthrough. But before then, I will set a formation around this mountain to prevent your aura and heavenly manifestations from reflecting when you eventually break through.”“Why are you so sur
Sneaky
It was exactly 12 a.m when Mo Lan creeped into Annabelle’s room again and locked the door. He had met Jasmine in the pool while cultivating earlier that evening leading to an unpleasant encounter. He had thought that everyone was still celebrating Ryan and left to cultivate after taking care of Aryan. He had packed the treasure’s milky drops that were collected in the container and replaced it with a new container after stashing away the initial one.Mo Lan had stripped down to his birthday suit and gotten into the pool, only to notice a movement. He teleported to the spot and caught Jasmine trying to crawl away. And all her tearful explanations about how she had been there before him couldn't save her from the tongue lashing he dosed out on her. After such an unpleasant experience, common sense dictates that he takes a bath and sleeps to unwind. But of course, Mo Lan had never been one to follow common sense. He had continued his bone crushing exercises to train, before going on to
Restored Dreams
The loud cheers he heard downstairs for dinner made him frown. Why were they cheering so much, even if someone broke through, what was the big deal about it? Weren't they breaking through every other day? Literally, since they arrived, there has been someone breaking through every three days or less. So why was this one special? Or has Anthony reached the god realm? That must be it! ‘Oh no, I forgot to tell him the matter about superior god laws. Breaking through in a lower realm ain't good, the space laws will encumber him the moment we leave here.’ Mo Lan muttered and quickly rushed down to the dining room where the commotion was coming from. Everyone was circling Ryan and Angel was jumping up and down. “Ryan, didn't I tell you to…” He began to say angrily, thinking that Ryan disobeyed him and used the treasures to keep forcing a breakthrough to the saint or demi god realm. “Big brother, big brother.” Ryan whispered in a tearful voice and threw himself into Mo Lan's arms, huggin
Rejected
Mo Lan went down on his knees before Annabelle the moment he came into the cultivation room. She was sitting cross legged, with eyes closed, churning the energy she received to incorporate it to her own body. Soon, the timer went off and the spiritual energy beams from the aura gathering formation receded. She opened her eyes and exhaled stale air filled with impurities. “Anna, come and eat. I made your favorite beef and chicken stew with rice. There is also a jug of immortal fruit juice to refresh your body and release more energy.” He whispered with a smile and knelt before her, setting out her meals. She smiled at him, watching him serve her. “Our Mo Lan now cooks dishes that are more tasty than mine. He's all grown up now.” She whispered, shutting her eyes as she savored the dishes. “Don't tempt me now. You won't like the results.” Mo Lan whispered, his voice deep as he watched her lick her lips. “You're the one misunderstanding my actions. Or do you plan to throw around the
A monster coming alive
“Ryan, come into the lab once you're done eating. It's time to repair your leg and get you new ones.” Anthony said, making Ryan's chopsticks halt halfway to his mouth. “Are you serious?” He whispered, his heartbeat accelerated at the thought that he could finally regain the use of both feet, instead of drifting around on one. “Of course, will this big brother lie to you? The drafts are ready and I spent all morning getting it ready before I went for the morning exercises. Besides, that treasure Mo Lan spoke about, I went to check it out last night and saw that a milky drop of liquid was forming at a point. So, I placed a collecting container in the space where it was meant to fall into. When I checked this morning, around two drops had dropped into the container. Although it's two drops, the life energy was incredibly thick and has the ability to regenerate body parts. Although I wanted to use it for Aryan, I think yours cannot wait. There are other methods to help Aryan, but thi
He has gotten sassy
“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
Weird things to do
“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli
