It took Zane weeks to acclimate to his new life. The grandiose mansion was now his, gifted by his grandfather. As he explored the vast property, he discovered hidden treasures and learned more about the legacy that had been bestowed upon him.
One day, Alfred, the loyal butler of the family, handed Zane a sleek black card with his name engraved in elegant gold letters.
With a sly smile, Alfred revealed the contents of the card - a whopping USD 10 million at Zane's disposal.
Zane was stunned to see what Alfred gave him. "Alfred, this is a lot of money."
"Sir, your grandfather's wealth is actually greater than this. However, some enemies managed to take away some of your grandfather's wealth."
Zane was stunned to hear Alfred's explanation, he couldn't imagine how rich his family used to be.
Zane nodded slowly, trying to digest the information provided by Alfred. There seemed to be many things, and enemies he might encounter in the future. And he tried to prepare himself for everything that might happen next.
The sum of money was unimaginable, far beyond what Zane had ever dreamed of possessing. But he knew that it was not an endless supply, and if he wasn't careful, it could all disappear. So he made a vow to use every penny wisely, in order to build upon his fortune and achieve even greater success.
Alfred said, "But young master, you don't need to worry about money. With the cultivation inheritance passed down by your grandfather, you can make more money. Just like your grandfather and father did."
"Thank you, Alfred." He answered.
Zane looked and held a black card in his hand.
Zane filled his days with morning runs up the mountainside, followed by morning meditations. He learned more about Cultivation, which can be trained through meditation and physical exercise. And this could all happen because the human body absorbs a unique energy called Qi.
Armed with the knowledge passed down from his grandfather's ancient tome, Zane's skills had vastly improved. He could now do extraordinary things, such as curing illnesses that modern medicine deemed incurable or performing feats of strength and speed. As he delved deeper into the realm of Qi Adept, Zane realized that his potential was limitless, and exciting possibilities lay ahead for him to explore and conquer.
Zane sat on the hard, cold rock at the top of the hill, his body and mind still as he focused on his breathing. He was deep in meditation when he heard soft footsteps approaching. Slowly, he opened his eyes and turned to see Cecilia, a young woman dressed in a black maid outfit with her blonde hair neatly tied behind her back. A warm smile graced her face as she held a tray with a steaming teapot and two delicate glasses filled with tea.
"Master Zane, I'm terribly sorry for interrupting your peaceful moment," Cecilia spoke softly, her tone laced with genuine concern.
Zane shook his head, dismissing her apology. "No need to apologize, Cecilia. I have finished my morning training," he said as he stood up from the rock.
Cecilia placed the tray on a nearby table and gestured for Zane to take a seat on the wooden chair next to it. He obliged and settled into the chair while Cecilia remained standing.
"Please, sit down with me, Cecilia. Keep me company while we chat," Zane invited warmly.
Cecilia's cheeks flushed slightly at being offered such an intimate gesture from her Master.
"Of course, Master," she said, grateful for the opportunity to spend time with him.
She gracefully took a seat across from Zane, and they began to talk about various topics - from Zane's training to Cecilia's duties in the household.
Cecilia's awe and admiration were evident in her words as she spoke to Zane. "In just one month, you have surpassed all expectations and absorbed a vast amount of knowledge from your grandfather's books. You are truly remarkable, Master."
"Thank you, Cecilia," he replied, humbly accepting her praise. "I never would have thought that these things actually existed in our world. Now that I know the truth, I am completely engrossed in learning about it all."
Cecilia's curiosity was piqued. "But what do you plan on doing after this, Master?"
A determined glint shone in his eyes as he declared, "I have both money and this powerful Cultivation. I want to achieve everything, conquer anything, and leave my mark on this world. But before that, I must first make sure that the Amber Family will regret ever crossing me."
Cecilia's expression softened with sympathy. "I can't even begin to imagine the cruelty they must have inflicted upon you, Master. Know that I will use all of my abilities to support you and help you achieve your goals."
Alfred had rescued Cecilia and Cedric from the cold, sterile walls of the orphanage, taking them under his wing and molding them into the perfect servants for Zane.
Cecilia, her soft hands accustomed to cleaning and cooking, also possessed a sharp mind for numbers and administration. She handled all matters within the household with precision and efficiency, ensuring that everything ran smoothly for Zane's benefit. Meanwhile, Cedric was trained in the art of espionage and combat, becoming an indispensable asset to Zane's schemes.
Together, as brother and sister, they complemented each other perfectly in their service to Zane. He had found the ultimate combination of intelligence, resourcefulness, and obedience in these two siblings, making him more than satisfied with them. With them by his side, he knew he could achieve anything he desired.
Cecilia's voice was barely above a whisper as she said. "Master..." She began, her gaze never wavering from his stoic face. "You said, just one week ago, about your desire to enter the inner circle of the city's elite?"
He nodded slowly. "Yes, do you have any updates?"
"Well," Cecilia continued, her voice growing more animated. "I have confirmed that the prestigious charity event will take place in just a few days. And I have secured an invitation for you."
"There, among the elite and influential guests, you can charm and mingle with those who are also connected to the Amber Family - the very same company that has wronged you. I'm certain that this will be your chance to make connections and pave your way towards success and ultimately...revenge."
"Thanks, Cecilia."
Zane's lips curled into a cold smile as he thanked Cecilia for her unwavering support. The wheels of retribution were set in motion, and nothing would stand in his way now.
"I can't wait to imagine the expressions of people who look down on you," she said. Her voice was filled with unwavering loyalty.
Zane smiled at her words.
The long awaited moment finally arrived. Zane's black luxury car stopped in front of a six-star hotel in the heart of the bustling Sunhaven city. He stepped out of the vehicle, a luxuriously tailored black suit, tailored perfectly to fit his toned physique. Her black hair was styled with precision, shining under the bright city lights.
His arrival that night attracted the attention of many people.
The charity gala was a lavish affair, boasting an opulent venue adorned with crystal chandeliers and plush velvet drapes. The elite guests were dressed to the nines in designer gowns and tuxedos, exuding an air of sophistication and wealth. As Zane arrived, heads turned and whispers spread through the crowd. He made his way through the throng of well-to-do individuals, his tailored suit catching the eye of many. The doorman greeted him with a respectful nod as he presented his invitation, granting him entry into the prestigious event. Stepping into the grand hall of the luxury hotel, Zane took in the scene before him. Soft music played in the background as guests mingled and sipped on champagne, their polite conversations filling the air. In one corner of the room stood a small stage, surrounded by tables and chairs arranged neatly for the evening's entertainment. Zane confidently navigated through the sea of wealthy patrons, commanding attention with his mere presence. It was clear
Zane settled into the plush chair situated directly in front of the dazzling stage, eagerly anticipating the start of the show.As Charles greeted Zane, presenting him to the crowd, a buzz of whispers suddenly spread through the audience in a wave of curiosity about the mysterious newcomer. People were agog to learn more about Zane. His presence seemed to kindle a flame of interest in everyone present.Charles was an extraordinary individual; he was the wealthiest person in Sunhaven City and one of the richest in the nation. His immense fortune and prominent position had garnered him an immense amount of admiration and recognition among his peers and rivals.After greeting Zane, Charles walked confidently towards the sofa on the stage, accompanied closely by the young woman of twenty-five, Claire - his granddaughter.Her presence commanded attention; her form-fitting red dress clung to her curves in an alluring manner, her luminous alabaster skin illuminated by the contrasting hue. He
Before posing his inquiry, Zane discovered that Charles had been a friend of his grandfather, as he had learned that his grandfather had been an exceptionally renowned Cultivator. However, Alfred had already confirmed that Charles had no knowledge of his Cultivating skills.Upon hearing the question, everyone was filled with curiosity, wondering who Zane really was."What did he say? He wants to treat Ms. Claire? Who is he?""Is he a doctor? I don't think I've heard of him before.""Doesn't Ms. Claire already have a doctor and a personal medical team who always accompany her wherever she goes? Why is he offering treatment then?""I think he is just trying to find favor in the eyes of Mr. Scott.""Hahaha, that's true. Maybe he's just a nouveau riche who is trying to get the attention of many people."Nora clicked her tongue in frustration, exasperated with Zane's actions. "I just can't take it anymore," she exclaimed. "What was he thinking, suggesting treatment for Ms. Claire? It's rid
Claire, her face contorted with rage, turned to her grandfather Charles and asked, "Grandpa, did I hear this man correctly?"The doctor continued, his voice stern, "Mr. Scott, I think you should show this man out. It seems he's just trying to have some fun. Why does Ms. Claire need to take off her dress?"Claire, her finger pointed accusingly at Zane, declared, "You will regret daring to try this on me!"Zane replied, "I only need to inspect your back, and I won't do anything. I request Ms. Claire's assistance in staying in the room to ensure this."Charles paused for a few moments, recalling his own experience of Zane's grandfather's treatment. He then walked up to Claire and said, "Claire, I am certain Zane has no intention of doing any harm, and if you find his actions or movements to be suspicious, please don't hesitate to call for us to come back."Claire's fists tightened as she fixed her gaze upon Zane. "Fine, but if he does anything wrong, I won't hesitate to put him behind ba
The room fell into stunned silence as Claire, delicate and poised, suddenly doubled over, coughing up blood. The shock was palpable, faces draining of color as all eyes fixed on the alarming scene.Nora and Morel, seizing the moment, burst through the crowd, their voices raised in a tumultuous blend of fear and accusation. "Look at what you've done!" Nora screamed at Zane, her finger jabbing the air towards him. "You're a monster, Zane! You've harmed Ms. Claire! You should be locked away!"Morel, his face contorted in fury, joined in, his voice booming across the room. "This is what your arrogance has led to, Zane! You'll pay for this. You'll rot in prison for assaulting Ms. Claire!"Amidst the chaos, Charles, with a complexion ashen and eyes wide with terror, rushed to his granddaughter's side. His hands trembled as he knelt beside her, his voice quivering with fear. "Claire, my dear, can you hear me?" His eyes darted frantically around the room, seeking help.The doctors, previously
Nora, her voice laced with a tinge of bitterness, stepped forward, unable to contain her vexation. "Mr. Scott, I think you are being too eager in your judgment," she said in an attempt to sound rational. "Zane is not the savior you make him out to be. You must not hastily deliver such flattery about his character."Morel, standing by her side, nodded in agreement. "That’s right," he added. "What happened today may be a mere coincidence. It is too soon to be praising him so highly. This admiration will not last long.”Despite their words, the room was still filled with the joy of Claire's miraculous recovery, and those present exchanged glances, their expressions ranging from disinterest to subtle disapproval of Nora and Morel's perpetual skepticism.Charles, maintaining a composed demeanor and with a measured tone, glanced at Nora and Morel. "I understand your concerns," he said, "but what I have seen today tells me that Zane's actions speak louder than any words of skepticism."Stan
Sinking deeper into the seat, Zane finally settled into the luxurious comfort of his sleek car.Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and allowed all the exhaustion that had been accumulating throughout the evening to dissipate.The gravity of the night's occurrences seemed to dissipate as he sat there, taking in the tranquil purr of the engine and the tranquil aura of the dashboard lights. For just a moment, everything was at peace.“I actually did it,” He whispered to himself, a delighted smile appearing on his face.He was filled with gratitude as he had managed to put into practice the cultivation teachings he had learned thus far.Suddenly, the tranquil atmosphere was disrupted by a loud screeching noise as Cedric abruptly slammed on the brakes. His wide eyes were just in time to take in the sight of several menacing black cars encircling them, blocking off their escape route."What's going on, Cedric?" Zane inquired, trying to conceal the anxiety that was quickly rising in hi
Cedric's eyes widened with shock as he watched one of the thugs pull out a small knife from his pocket. In a swift, menacing motion, the thug charged forward with the knife pointed directly at Zane's back."Master!" Cedric yelled out from the car, his voice full of urgency. There was no time to intervene; the attack was happening far too quickly.However, Zane, empowered with heightened senses from his cultivation training, was acutely aware of his surroundings. As the knife-wielding thug crept up from behind, he was simultaneously being attacked by two other assailants from the front.Zane moved swiftly and with agility, using the two assailants in front of him as a pivot point and grabbing each of their heads firmly.In one powerful movement, he jumped away from them, his hands bringing the sides of their heads together with a loud thud.At the exact same moment, the thug with the knife failed to reach Zane.Unfortunately, the result was an unintended consequence: he had stabbed one