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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Forest of the night walkers
“Finding a safe path, avoid the thorns around the outskirts by all means.” The system informed, scanning the environment. After a while, a green arrow appeared in the midst of the red circles before him. He followed the green arrow and found a little space without a lot of thorns, and slowly let himself into the forest. “Oh…wooo wooo wooo. Piew, piew” Anthony looked around in horror as he heard the ungodly sounds, but there was nothing visible in the pitch black forest. “Squick, squick, meow, piiii piiii piiiiiii piiiiiii piiiiiii. Oh ooo.” “Where the fuck did I enter?” Anthony mused, looking around cautiously. “Help me! Help me! Help me!” A woman covered in blood with her tongue sticking out screamed, running towards Anthony. “Shut out your mind and heart, none of the things you're seeing are real. These are wraiths. You're still at the outer circle. So there's no real threat here. You will only meet real monsters and demons when you go deeper, inside of the main rings. Preten
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Demons abound
A huge shadow Immediately closed over Anthony, flying through the air to dive on him. Anthony quickly bent backwards, pushing his flaming sword into the creature. The creature howled in anger and landed sturdily on the floor. It ejected the sword out of its body and used fire to seal the wounded spot. “How dare you, little mortal? Did you imagine you could hurt me in my own turf?” He growled furiously. “Baby rahatu, move away quietly, like a good baby demon. Otherwise, don't blame me when the result appears.” Anthony smirked. “Mortal, you must think too highly of yourself.” the rahatu growled. Without warning, the rahatu dived towards Anthony, with his claw extended. Anthony quickly met it with his sword, and his iron boot with spikes below it hit the demon's belly, leaving deep lines on it with blood trickling out. The demon angrily shot out another claw towards Anthony's eyes, and in that moment, the all seeing eyes Immediately made Anthony see creatures like millions of so
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Fighting the dragon
“Since you would rather not give it to me, fine then. I will get it myself. Get ready to die,” the dragon roared, invoking his saber to come out from Anthonys body.Anthony clutched his heart in pain and noticed that the formations also began to attack him.“Let me go back to my master,” the saber whined, transmitting consciousness to his mind.“Shut up! You're going nowhere. Have you forgotten the person who nurtured you until you got a soul and spirit? You kept blindly following an evildoer for eons, yet you didn't gain anything from him. What does that tell you? If you insist on going back to him, I will strip out your soul and spirit, and return you to the scrap metal you once were,” Anthony snapped angrily, locking the saber with a formation, before imprisoning it in his treasure pagoda. He quickly suppressed his darkness aura, emitting light from his body.Almost immediately, the formations stopped attacking him, facing the dragon, who was doing everything to break away from th
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system mission failure
Anthony lay beside the lucidity lake, groaning in pain. The system was also damaged a bit while trying to protect him from the angry dragon. The system was in the process of auto repair and rebooting. “Repair completed. Master, you're dying. The blood is too much. Let's send you home Immediately.” “No, I'm so close to getting the ice heart grass, I'm going nowhere. My brother needs it.” Anthony whispered tiredly, looking at the dark sky. The lucidity lake was the only peaceful place in the forest because that was the middle of the demon suppressing formation. Anthony looked at a hungry looking jackal demon watching him outside the ring of light. However they don't dare to get close because of the holy light being emitted by lord Dracula’s god core buried in the lake. “I'm indeed useless. Despite being dead, Lord Dracula could still make these bunch of evil behave. His god core is still protecting the lake, protecting me. But what about me? The dragon he chained dealt severely with m
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A man not you
Anabelle sighed for the umpteenth time, her heart breaking all over again. Ever since they came to Australia, Anthony had turned into a drunk. There was no moment of the day that you would find him sober. Everyday, he combs the malls for stronger and stronger liquors, hoping to numb the pains.He had refused to share his problems with anyone, but it was glaring to everyone. Anthony's clone lying unconscious upstairs was the culprit that caused the death of Anthony's vibrant attitude. He was literally like the walking dead, barely eating properly. It was thanks to the women around him that he still looked well groomed and handsome.“Damn it!” Aria whispered, rocking Angel on her lap.Mo Lan was sitting with several large magical books, reading his eyes out. It has been that way for sometime now, the two adult women trying to keep everything functional and in order, while Mo Lan goes through every magical item in their stash to find a solution to their mess.“What's all these? I thought
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Can't let go
Annabelle’s heart flew out of her body, as she imagined all sorts of things. Has their assailants found their location already? Are they trying to trace them out using the phone call? “No!” “Yes” Annabelle and Aria simultaneously shouted, their answers contrasting against each other. Annabelle stared at Aria with a confused frown, and she (Aria) nodded at her (Annabelle), with a smile. “Ah? Excuse me madam, what did you just say? Do you know him?” The voice over the phone said impatiently, bringing Annabelle's attention back to the phone. “Yes, I do. Is there a problem.” “Oh thank goodness. Your husband, or is it your brother? He kept muttering gibberish about his sisterly wife. But I guess he meant to say his sister and wife, since there are two female voices. Your husband or brother got drunk and is currently in the VIP area of the white castle bar. He's the only one left here, and we need to lock up and get some sleep before we come back for tomorrow. But he's not leaving.
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A drunk confession
“Babe, An!” She shouted, forgetting that she was not supposed to mention his name to avoid detection by the numerous spies hanging around.“Who are you?” A young woman dressed in black leather pants and white crop top asked as she walked into the VIP lodge 2 area, her high heels clicking against the floor. The girl was putting on smoky makeup, and her thighs were totally visible, in addition to some parts of her ass, making Annabelle frown.“Do you work here? I came to pick someone up, but I only found his shirt. I…” Annabelle began to say in desperation, ignoring the girl's haughty gaze.“Oh, you're the woman who picked up the call?” She asked, staring at her.Annabelle quickly nodded.The look in the woman's eyes softened.“You're too young for this. You look twenty or thereabout. You shouldn't tie yourself to a drunk who doesn't know his limits. No matter how rich he or his family is, you deserve better than running after his coattails. Just look at you, looking all pitiful.”“I d
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system I want you
Annabelle smiled with tears shining in her eyes, and brought Anthony's hand to her face, holding his hand while his warm palm rested against her face.“Just keep holding on, when you wake up, you will be stronger than ever.” Annabelle whispered, reaching out to trace the contour of his face and lips.“Awwn. Uh-uh. Is this a case of unconditional sibling love who ended up fucking themselves and becoming something more. No wonder she can't let go, he's not just her lover, but also her brother.” The girl on smoky makeup whispered, watching them.“It could also be a case of people who got married abroad, and returned home for a family function, only to realize they are somehow related to each other. They also have a slightly different accent, showing they have been living elsewhere for the greater parts of their lives.” Another girl who had come in to check why they were not leaving yet chipped in. “I feel more pity for the girl. She's probably dealing with her family's blames, same time
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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
