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The septillionaire's superstar system Still want to die
Alvin frowned as he watched her, trying to catch his breath. However, he noticed that the air was stuffy around him, and his face was hotter than the rest of his body, unable to breathe well. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and he immediately tried to wipe it away but met with a barrier. His frown deepened as he realized that he had forgotten to remove his helmet while rushing to rescue the girl. “No wonder it was so hot and stuffy.” He muttered and removed it. He shook his head, making droplets of sweat to fall off his body, while simultaneously exposing his handsome face. He looked sexy, strong and exhausted, with blood matting his hands and neck. One half of his top which he tore away to create a temporal bandage exposed his abs and sexy pectoral muscles, making him look incredibly hot. The girl's eyes couldn't leave his body, watching as his chest rose and fell. He threw his head back and licked his lips, taking huge gulps of air. He just recovered from multiple injur
The septillionaire's superstar system Sob story
Alvin instinctively wanted to refute her, but on second thought, he kept quiet and allowed her to continue. “My family went bankrupt last week. My dad was accused of tax evasion and industrial fraud. And my elder brother who was a top ranking army official was framed for treason and leaking top classified national secrets to the enemy. And he was killed according to martial law, ignoring his years of contributions to society. When they sent us his corpse, mom had a heart attack at the spot, and I rushed her to the hospital, but she couldn't make it. I lost my brother, my only sibling, just a few hours before mom followed him. But that was still bearable. At least, I had someone to hold me up, or so I thought. Until I walked in on my boyfriend and my best friend having an affair.”The moment she mentioned having an affair, Alvin's heart sped up as memories of his own time at Sonya's family assaulted his mind. The girl sniffed and continued. “I was the one who helped them through thei
The septillionaire's superstar system Give you a hand
“You truly deserve to die. I didn't see it before, but now, I totally agree.” Alvin suddenly said and stood up as if to leave. The startled girl stopped crying for a moment and looked up at him. Attention seekers were all like this, being dramatic because they needed someone to beg and hold them back. As long as Alvin continues to pamper her, she will continue going overboard. She suddenly sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly. “Of course. Someone that got her entire family killed does not deserve to live.”“You don't deserve to live, not because of the tragedy, but because you're too stupid. You knew your stupidity led to all this mess, yet you're about to do something even more unforgivable. What do you think your brother wants the most? It's to get revenge against those bastards. And what are you trying to do? You want to take the easy coward’s way out so that the enemies can continue living in peace, enjoying their lives, and scheming more atrocities. You want to die and allow th
The septillionaire's superstar system Arrogant sales man
“If I'm fake, why are you still alive now?” The system bit back, almost as if it could feel emotions. “Bring out the master card.” Alvin instructed. He heard a low buzzing sound in his head and a black card appeared in his hand. His name and QR code was printed in gold on the card. “Isn't this the rumored vvip black card that less than one percent of the world’s population has access to?” Alvin muttered, feeling excited. “Of course. Your current account balance can only be fit for such a card. In the future, more money will roll in as long as you complete your missions successfully. Your card might even be upgraded to a supreme card. This time, you were compensated with ten times the amount you spent to get the bike here and other things. You even got a coupon. You only need to walk into any real estate company of your choice, select a preferred villa and the system will pay for it.”Alvin was giddy with excitement. He had never seen so much money in his life. He had been very dep
The septillionaire's superstar system Arrogant sales attendants
“Your mission is to make all these people stop looking down on you, and punish them for their errors. In other words, you must increase your prestige point by ten percent. If you must be the biggest global star, and the most powerful man in the world, one thing you can't lack is prestige, admiration and worship of people. This is not just a mission, it's your first training.”“What's my current prestige point?” Alvin asked in his mind. “1%. And that one percent is only because the little fool you just rescued respects you, alongside that bartender colleague of yours.”“What's the difficulty level of the mission? And what are the rewards?”“Worry about passing successfully before you think about the reward.” The system said, casually dismissing him.“Look at how stomped he looks at being found out. He's merely a snake pretending to be a dragon. Get out immediately before the security gets here. Otherwise, even the king of heaven won't be able to save you.” One of the sales attendants
The septillionaire's superstar system You're fired
Alvin scoffed at them and rolled his eyes, waiting for more drama. The manager had a sharp eyes and was discerning. “Customer, is that what happened? I want to hear from you.”“Manager, what do you mean? Are you doubting me?” The sales attendant quickly interrupted, looking upset. “Shut up immediately, unless you want to get fired. Customer, please.”“I came here to take my sister shopping, in my bid to cheer her up. Who would have expected that your sales attendant would insult us? She even tried to slap me, and all I did here was in self defense. You can check the cameras. All the people I hit were those who tried to hit me first. My sister went through a lot last night barely surviving a life and death accident. I brought her here to cheer her up, and let her clean up before we leave. But your good staff assaulted us, frightening my already scarred sister even more. How do you think we should settle this?” Alvin asked, looking straight at the manager. The manager watched him ca
The septillionaire's superstar system Blacklist him
“You bastard! How dare you hit me?” Liam Shawn shouted the moment he woke up. He stood up, not understanding the situation. He looked at the manager and immediately began to drool. “Pretty woman, are you the manager of this place?” “Yes. How may I help you?” The manager asked, trying hard to hide her disgust. “Get this idiot arrested before any other thing. How dare he attack me?” Liam Shawn said with a smile and grabbed the manager's arm. She immediately tried to push him away, but his strength was superior. “Don't be like this. I can take care of you, give you luxury items, and let you travel around the world. How about you become my woman?” He said with a creepy smile which made his eyes look smaller than usual. The manager made a face and immediately tried to push him away. “Let go of me, now.” She shouted, but Liam paid her no heed. “Don't be like that. Alright, I understand you're a feisty one that needs to struggle before she submits. It's still morning, I have
The septillionaire's superstar system Reasons
Alvin looked at himself in the mirror of the VIP bathroom in the private lounge where the manager took him to and was immediately surprised. After taking a bath and changing into the clothes which the manager had brought for him, he looked like a different person. His deep russet colored eyes matched his burgundy colored suit to create a powerful combination that awed even himself. He strapped the grand Seiko brand watch on his wrist, and completed his exotic look. Indeed, the clothes make the man. The Alvin before him was one he had never seen before, his attire suited him perfectly, making him look like a billionaire CEO. And this was in a situation where he warned the manager to be conservative with money. Now imagine if he bought really expensive items worth millions, like Rolex Daytona. How would he look then? Indeed poverty is a bastard. No wonder everyone treats a broke man like trash. He sighed and loosened one more button on his shirt, showing a clear view of his sexy Ada
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finding a missing genius
Some of the disciples gasped in amazement on seeing the interior. There was an entire section dedicated to gold, silver and precious stones. Different kinds of weapons were also displayed there alongside some unknown treasures and ancient book. “Hmmm, what's that smell?” Alvin whispered, distracting the disciples who were eagerly checking out the treasures. Murong Wuque was equally frowning, facing the same direction as Alvin. The disciples frowned and quickly ran after them. “You guys are disappointing me. Assuming you came alone, you would have gone straight for the treasures without searching for traps or people lying in wait. What if the treasures were not real but merely an illusion created by a slaughter formation to lure greedy souls in? You would have fallen into the trap all the same. I can't always follow you guys out to missions, you guys should learn how to better protect yourselves.” Murong Wuque snapped, scolding them harshly. He was what one would call a perfect
demon's treasury
“Did you find anything?” Alvin muttered the moment Murong Wuque returned. They had finally managed to kill the enchantress after two hours of battle, a very close call. They would have ended up dead if not for Murong Wuque and Alvin who seemed to have a tacit understanding, working in tandem with each other, till Alvin found an opportunity to launch a deadly sneak attack on her. Just as she howled and turned to end him, Murong Wuque added numerous killing blows in quick successions, taking her by surprise. She had wanted to escape but they had locked down the surroundings, disabling teleportation. Although it was disadvantageous for some of them, the gain outweighed the loss of mobility. The rest of the disciples also began to add many attacks, emboldened by Alvin and Murong Wuque’s success. “There are no captives here. She probably already used them for what she intended. The only thing left is her treasury, and it would take some time to pick the lock. We might burn everything do
HIDDEN WEAPONS IN ACTION
Alvin wasn't sitting idly by. He grabbed a pillow that somehow found its way to where they were standing, probably during the enchantress’s play with her man-pets, and quickly slapped the monsters closest to him. The others nearly cursed at him, but their words got stuck in their throats. The casual smash with the pillow pulverized the demons it came in contact with. He swung it in an arc, clearing ten demons in a straight line. There was no time to think. The rest drew their weapons, emboldened by the fearless duo. If an unknown cultivator could endure their demonic energy and bloodlust, while delivering fatal strikes, they could do it too. But they soon realized that it was mission impossible. The demons were too powerful, making it hard to easily kill them. The strongest ones could only kill one or two at a time, and there were hundreds of demons and only fifteen of them. It made them wonder how Alvin was able to kill them with a mere pillow. The one carrying the injured culti
walking into the demon's lair
Alvin picked up an arrow from the ones on the ground, and examined it. After a while, he hurled it at a spot on the door. At once, the arrows ceased. “Ah? What just happened?” “Fellow cultivator, thank you. We truly make a great team.” Murong Wuque said, smiling at Alvin. “Ah? What does that mean? Was he the person who made the arrows stop?” The disciples refused to believe it even when the proof was right before them. After all, how could a waste be able to achieve such a feat? Surely their first brother was confused and didn't realize when he did it. “He truly stopped the arrows.” Another senior whispered, making everyone stunned. But they were in for more surprises. They entered the palace and went down the hallway till they came into a huge room. The room was designed in scarlett and a huge king sized bed was on the platform. There was a huge shelf at the end with countless human skulls, exhibited as if they were some sort of trophy. On the bed was a woman dressed in
Casualty
After a battle which lasted five minutes, the last monster fell dead. However, one of the disciples was injured by a deep claw slash, making blood gush out, and it also seemed as if the claw was infected. Murong Wuque walked to him whereas another disciple was supporting him. He made a swift slash on the wound and extracted the toxin. Without a word, he brought out a bottle of pills and herbs from his pouch. He stuffed the pill into the young man's mouth, and sprinkled some herbs on the wound. He raised his cloak and tore off some pieces of clothes from his inner layer of gown and used it to bandage the wound, before adjusting the boy's clothes. Everyone was watching Murong Wuque in shock. He was someone obsessed with cleanliness and image, but he willingly ruined his precious clothes to turn it into a bandage to stop the bleeding. He handled the situation efficiently, as if he had been a doctor for ages. It seemed that when it comes to his fellow disciples’ safety, his principle
sinking into the demon's trap
They arrived at a cave, which had a pitch-black interior. The air was chilly, the atmosphere creepy. Almost immediately someone turned on a kind of ancient torch which produced flames the moment it is opened and comes in contact with air. Murong Wuque accepted the flaming torch from one of the boys and quickly began to move inside. He suddenly stopped as a sense of foreboding arose in him. Alvin also felt it and looked around. But before they could find the source, the ground opened up and swallowed them. The batch behind barely had time to jump back, narrowly escaping the trap. However, all the disciples of the valley, alongside Alvin, were swallowed. The remaining ones were the weaker vagrant cultivators who came to offer assistance in exchange for the bounty. “This is bad, there's a trap here.” One of the men whispered in panic. “This is terrifying. Even young master Murong Wuque didn't notice it on time. How then can small fries like us combat the danger if the almighty young
The hunt
“You, what are you still waiting for? Go take a spare horse from one of the juniors and follow me. I want to see you at all times. Since you specifically came to me, I have to protect you.” Murong Wuque shouted, making Alvin turn to him. “I don't need your protection. Protect your ass and your dumb charges. I can manage just fine on my own.” Murong Wuque chuckled and looked up at him. “What's your name? I can't keep shouting ‘you! You!’ all the time.” Alvin frowned, wondering what name to offer them, a name that wouldn't connect him to any martial arts clan, considering what he was about to do. If his name seemed familiar, after realizing he stole something, they might wage war against the clan they think he came from. But he had no idea about the names of powerful clans in the area. In a spur-of-the-moment decision, he decided to go with the closest Chinese name that has the same pronunciation as his original name. “My name is An Kai.” “An Kai.” Murong Wuque repe
steal your heart
Murong Wuque smiled as he listened to Alvin. “Oh? What could I possibly have that's worth stealing?” He asked, still smiling kindly, knowing that he was close to the answer. Alvin grinned and pinched his cheek lightly. Murong Wuque was doing his best to keep his emotions full of smiles to avoid frightening the bird away from the trap he finally managed to rope him into. Alvin grinned at him and pulled him closer. “I want to steal…”“—your heart.” He completed, smiling brightly at him with that drunk look in his eyes. The smile on Murong Wuque’s face froze and his heart skipped a few beats, not expecting the direction his little investigation steered in. He swallowed the lump in his throat, a bone chilling coldness in his eyes at being deceived. But it disappeared as soon as it came, with his face being all smiles again. “But we're both men. Fellow cultivator, why do you want my heart? Are you sure you don't want something else?” He asked, caressing Alvin's cheeks, barely resisti
Mental Manipulation
Alvin smiled and stepped back. “I'm sorry, but I have other matters to attend to.” He turned to leave, making everyone shocked. He had barely walked two steps when Murong Wuque's voice stopped him. “Stop there!” His voice was cold, his eyes even chilly. The temperature around fell by a few degrees and Alvin felt a slight prickle against his neck. “This cultivator must be stupid. He's actually acting arrogant before young master Murong. He must have a death wish.”“That's right. Young master treated him with courtesy which is very rare. Yet he dared to reject it. He has truly done it this time.”“Lord Murong has lost his patience, seems like there would be a good show to watch.”“Idiot, seeking death.” One of the medicine sage valley’s female disciples said, looking at Alvin condescendingly. “I said stay. What's so hard about that?” Murong Wuque said, and unfurled his white paper fan with dragon patterns on it, taking a step towards Alvin. Alvin's eyes shifted in contemplation. T
