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The septillionaire's superstar system what's his background
“Of course not, I have lots of people with me. And our place is quite huge. Let's just say I'm the current clan master of my clan.” Alvin said with a nonchalant smile, as if he didn't think much of it. However, his words made everyone go silent as they all had the same thought. If he was the current clan master despite his young age, it was truly easy to guess what happened to his family. His family must have been exterminated by an enemy, and he was among the people smuggled out to safety. After his parents died and his clan fell, he did either of two things. One, cultivated crazily till he got strong enough to take revenge and return to their original clan to rebuild it. Two, using the scarce resources available to him he found a new settlement for his clan and moved there with the survivors. That must be the reason he cultivated crazily to get stronger, and had a mature aura like their first brother. It was because he had lots of burden on his shoulders, bearing the task of
The septillionaire's superstar system THE REQUIEM
They stepped back and Su Mei walked to the coffin, she took deep, uneven breaths, gasping like she would die any moment. This was the first time she was seeing his corpse since Murong Wuque prevented the girls from coming to see him till he got dressed. “Ah…oh…mmm…” She kept groaning and gasping, unable to form coherent words. She reached for his face, caressing him as she wept. “Yan'er…aaaa… mmm… . Please… no.. Oh… ah… ah… ah.. You… oh… promise… you…” The sounds coming from her lips were total nonsense, incoherent as she cried. Murong Wuque signalled everyone to face the floor and give them the privacy to say their final goodbyes. She kissed his ice cold knuckles, bathing him in her tears as she hugged him, crying bitterly. For fifteen minutes, the girls sang various farewell songs while waiting for her to finish crying. She looked at him attentively, and ran her hands over his body and felt his pulse, each false hope she gave herself about reviving him dashing harder than
The septillionaire's superstar system Betrayal
Alvin Kent yawned, feeling exhausted. He had been working various jobs since morning, not counting the household chores that always kept him busy at home. He just graduated from college using partial scholarships, and had not been able to find a corporate job, making him forced to continue his odd jobs. “A glass of mocktail please.” A girl shouted from a corner where she and her noisy friends were sitting. “Coming right up.” Alvin quickly served them and turned to leave. A familiar song began to play, making him frown. “Isn't this the song Sonya escorted me to their company to record last week? How come it's already on air?” Alvin whispered, feeling confused. “Why did she release it without telling me? Was it supposed to be a surprise?” He muttered, knowing there was no way his wife of two years would intentionally try to make him happy, even if the sun rose from the north. “Fred Coleman's song is playing. Wow! He released this song just yesterday and the song is already cli
The septillionaire's superstar system To kill him
“In case you forgot, grandpa is no longer here.” Sonya whispered, her eyes cold and malicious as she took a menacing step towards him. Alvin scoffed and rolled his eyes at the sheer ridiculousness of it all. “Free food? I handed over my salary every month for my share of the food which I never ate. I worked tirelessly, cooking, cleaning, doing the laundry, and all manner of work. You all always say that since Sonya is a star, she should focus more on her acting career. I never complained and endured all the abuses you unleashed on me for the past three years. However, I will never let this go. Sonya, give me back the money I gave you for the song's production, and return the rights to my songs.” “You must be pretty stupid to say that. Do you think that trash like you deserves wealth and fame? You're just a toad lusting after swan meat. All your life you're trash and will remain so. It's also good you're back. Here are the divorce papers and share transfer certificates, sign them.”
The septillionaire's superstar system Awakening an awesome system
Alvin's body was floating on the cold lake in the middle of the city. The normally busy street only had a few cars passing along the road by that time of the night. He was too weak to open his eyes or ask for help. He just lay there, awaiting death. All of a sudden, a huge siren blared in his mind, waking him up from the coma he fell into after being beaten to a deplorable state. [Host found, initiating the septillionaire's superstar system. Do you accept or reject?] The exhausted Anthony couldn't answer…he felt his eyes drooping again as he sank deeper into the water. “Wake up! The moment you sleep, you die. Don't you want to live and take revenge for all Sonya put you through in these past few months? Keep your eyes open no matter what happens. Do you want the system or not? If you say yes, you will have access to unlimited wealth, supernatural abilities, and anything you can imagine. You will become the most famous superstar, a strong warrior, and the richest man around. In exc
The septillionaire's superstar system Arrogant young Master
“What I meant were the special system missions for level 6 and above. I didn't say anything about normal system missions. You have to accept it; system missions cannot be rejected. This is urgent, you only have ten minutes before you fail the mission.” “What, ten minutes? Accept!” “Number 6 Westville, Sechon, on the roof top. A girl of nineteen is about to take her life, save her at all costs!” “Sechon? Sechon is at least twelve minutes away, and you tell me that I have only ten minutes?” Alvin whispered, his eyes wide with incredulity. “You have to find a way to get there before she falls to her death, nine minutes left.” The system's pleasant voice rang out again. However, this time it was anything but pleasant to Alvin. It felt more like the shing of the executor’s blades. He quickly broke into a run, making his way to the major road. He suddenly noticed a bike coming towards him from the opposite end. As the youth approached in blindening speed, he got a clearer view of
The septillionaire's superstar system A stupid one
Without thinking, Alvin dived after her in a bid to catch her. His left hand grabbed a hold of her clothes at the shoulder area, while his right hand grabbed the lower part of the rail. “Two seconds.” The system added, making him more anxious. “Done!” Alvin muttered holding the girl tightly as he gasped, breathing fast. The girl screamed and opened her eyes, noticing that someone was holding her. She looked down and immediately screamed in terror. She was hanging mid air and immediately noticed the distance to the ground the moment she looked down. “Don't scream. Ah! How can someone small be so heavy?” Alvin snapped and groaned in pain. “Who are you? Let me go.” The girl shouted, struggling. Alvin gritted his teeth with both of his hands aching terribly. Blood was already seeping out from his palm which was grasping the broken iron rail. “If I let you go, what are you going to do? Fall to your death? And please stop struggling, are you trying to take me with you? I just e
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 in
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THE REQUIEM
They stepped back and Su Mei walked to the coffin, she took deep, uneven breaths, gasping like she would die any moment. This was the first time she was seeing his corpse since Murong Wuque prevented the girls from coming to see him till he got dressed. “Ah…oh…mmm…” She kept groaning and gasping, unable to form coherent words. She reached for his face, caressing him as she wept. “Yan'er…aaaa… mmm… . Please… no.. Oh… ah… ah… ah.. You… oh… promise… you…” The sounds coming from her lips were total nonsense, incoherent as she cried. Murong Wuque signalled everyone to face the floor and give them the privacy to say their final goodbyes. She kissed his ice cold knuckles, bathing him in her tears as she hugged him, crying bitterly. For fifteen minutes, the girls sang various farewell songs while waiting for her to finish crying. She looked at him attentively, and ran her hands over his body and felt his pulse, each false hope she gave herself about reviving him dashing harder than
what's his background
“Of course not, I have lots of people with me. And our place is quite huge. Let's just say I'm the current clan master of my clan.” Alvin said with a nonchalant smile, as if he didn't think much of it. However, his words made everyone go silent as they all had the same thought. If he was the current clan master despite his young age, it was truly easy to guess what happened to his family. His family must have been exterminated by an enemy, and he was among the people smuggled out to safety. After his parents died and his clan fell, he did either of two things. One, cultivated crazily till he got strong enough to take revenge and return to their original clan to rebuild it. Two, using the scarce resources available to him he found a new settlement for his clan and moved there with the survivors. That must be the reason he cultivated crazily to get stronger, and had a mature aura like their first brother. It was because he had lots of burden on his shoulders, bearing the task of
ambiguous feelings
Alvin noticed everyone staring at him, making him frown. “Why are you guys looking at me like that? Wuque may keep it, I won't fight anyone for it.” Murong Wuque smiled and looked at him ambiguously. “Are you truly sure you want to let go of it?” Alvin nodded, and Wuque smirked, quickly bringing out a bigger ice box from his storage ring. “Ah? How did our first brother get a hold of this box that is used to store ancient treasures?” Murong Wuque carefully placed the box into the bigger one, and placed a seal on it, quickly sending it into his storage ring. “Then I have to thank you for being generous.” “Why are you thanking me? We found it together.” Alvin replied with a frown showing his nonchalance. Murong Wuque smiled, then bit his lips as if trying to prevent himself from laughing. “What's wrong with you?” Alvin snapped, asking the question in the minds of everyone. Like a trigger, the question made Wuque burst into laughter, laughing loudly. Alvin's eyes narro
sharing the loot
Murong Wuque provided five big boxes and the treasures he found were packed into them after he carefully examined them for traces of darkness, to avoid taking back a weapon possessed by an evil spirit. According to the initial agreement, two boxes which were filled with gold, silver, antiques, precious stones, crystals, jade and jewelry were offered to Alvin. “Fellow cultivator, thanks for all your contributions and help so far, and for the ones going forward. Thanks for watching the back of my juniors and clearing the road even when we didn't receive you with adequate sincerity. As agreed, you will keep the material things, while we share the remaining ones equally.” Murong Wuque said, after the two disciples dropped the wo boxes at Alvin’s feet. “Thank you for offering them to me. But is it truly alright to keep them all for myself. There are women among us, I'm sure they will appreciate jewelry.” Alvin said, looking at the group of juniors. Ouyang Tingling smiled and stepp
Taboo
This information confirmed Alvin's speculation that the vampire-demon species had formed an evil syndicate to create horrors, recruiting evil cultivators to do their dirty business. His eyes went to the frozen, dried corpses laid out on the table, then the makeshift lab at the edge where blood and other materials were stored, the wombs containing fetuses suspended in liquid solution, his heart ached terribly. “So we need to increase the seal on this place and destroy the entrance once we leave. To ensure that whatever they sealed won't be able to show up.” Murong Wuque added. “What kind of formation could we possibly come up with that would be stronger than the one already in place? If we decide to burn this place down, we might end up freeing some of their failed experiments who might have turned into zombies, leaving them to wreak havoc on the world. We can't leave this place to be discovered by others, at the same time, burning everything down might cause more harm than good
yin saint
Alvin’s brows furrowed, carefully considering the situation. The information from Ouyang Tingling was a very unwelcome bad news, especially for him rushing to complete a mission and return to earth to heal Oliver. He continued to walk around the room, searching for secret doors and compartments, but there was none. The only secret compartment was the room they were currently in. “Wuque, come here.” Alvin shouted, standing before a spot. Murong Wuque obediently went to him, surprising everyone. It was the first time anyone was addressing him by his first name. It was normally young master, first brother, senior, fellow cultivator, or first disciple. Apart from his parents in the Murong clan of the north, and his nominal master, and a very select few elders, no one else called him Wuque. Most elders had to address him as young master or first disciple, a nominal title given to the person expected to be the next valley master. [First disciple doesn't mean he was the first person t
no way out
Alvin also joined to inspect them, the more he looked, the more disgusted he was. “Some men are truly pathetic, allowing lust to lead them to an early grave. This, this, that, all had their penises chopped off after death. Tch! I don't know why I feel so angry.” One of the men said. “This one's stick has streaks of dried cum on it, and he's even smiling like a fool even in death. Pathetic, trading life for sex. He seems to have died recently since the dried mark is still there.” Murong Wuque smiled at the speaker. “Do you want to take a guess on how he died?” He didn't wait for the speaker to complete his sentence and continued. “She used a lust enchantment spell on him, making herself irresistible to him, and led him to the table. Even though they were surrounded by other dead men, he didn't notice it because all his attention was on her, drooling with lust. She rode him crazily till the point he smiled like an idiot, probably telling him the truth of what she would do to
half blood demons
“That's right, it was them. The offspring inherited the best of both genes, creating a terrifying existence. Unlike other vampires, this one could walk freely under the sun, and doesn't fear fire nor have a weakness. The cross brought about an existence that lacked the flaw of both parents. A terrifying being with the embodiment of the two evil bloodlines, creating an even more powerful bloodline. The first few generations although silent were terrors indeed and many god ranked masters had to sacrifice their lives to kill just a few. But after a fierce battle, they disappeared, knowing that the rest of the world had no plans of backing out despite being weaker. Also, they had a problem with procreation. One female can barely produce two children in her lifetime. This birth rate challenge was the only reason the human and beasts from righteous clans could stand a chance against them. However, what they lacked in numbers they made up for in their faster cultivation rate. But as if in ans
legend of vampire-demons
“You talk too much. Would you die if you didn't make an annoying comment?” Murong Wuque snapped at the girl who spoke, making her cower. He sighed and walked to Miss Su, squatting before her. He offered her a handkerchief, but she didn't take it, hitting her chest as she cried profusely. He patted her shoulders slowly, letting her cry. After a while, he wiped her tears. “Don't cry, he's in a better place. He won't like to see you like this, utterly broken like one who lost all hope. You have been a strong girl, he would love to see that fire again. Now, more than ever, you need to become more powerful, and live the dream he couldn't achieve. Those things he wanted to do but couldn't before he was cruelly torn away, you should do it on his behalf, achieving his dreams should be your mission. So you can't lose hope, or despair, alright? He's also watching you, he will always be by your side. You only need to see him with your heart.” He whispered, wiping her face. She nodded and
