Genius Warlock - Chapter 369

( There are millions of books just like this but not quite this. )---Be warned this profound scripture isn't meant for those beneath the bone age of 18.Dual Cultivation isn't an art. It's the ultimate harmony of Yin and Yang and the balance of seasDrop by drop, step by step, join the journey to fight against the heaven and obtain the ultimate lustful Dao!!!* * *Crippled... Beaten... Humiliated.Bai Long was nothing more than a third-rate cocky young master with too much lust and too little power.A typical young master who gets beaten by the protagonist within 2 chapters and his own family hates him, afterward.After failing to drug and defile a jade fairy, he was publicly destroyed by two rising protagonists: his half-brother Bai Huan, and the righteous sect genius Yang Kai.Left to rot by his clan and sect for being a cripple and trash. Bai Long’s broken body became the perfect vessel... For someone far worse.A new soul descends... sinister, cunning, and utterly merciless.Gifted with the Jade Fairy System, this new Bai Long doesn't just seek revenge, he seeks domination.Peace!? We want violence, problems!! ALWAYS!!Every jade beauty shall kneel and worship his dragon rod.While every so-called “Son of Heaven” shall die a dog's death.And every sect that once mocked him shall burn.Father, you dare turn against me... Go meet Yama.Grandpa, Lord Yama wants to give you words of wisdom.* * *Cripple your cultivation base, drop all your possessions, kowtow 200 times, and hand over the Jade Fairy—she shall warm this Young Master's bed.If not, don't blame this Young Master for being merciless.Dao seldom peace, embraces violence.Tags: Pure Evil Mc, logical Mc, system, dragon inheritance, harem R-18, strong to stronger, Master-disciple, bloodline purity, protagonist-hunting, scaming, dominant Mc, threesome, Milfs, gilfs, pure jade fairies,* * *Juniors,Join the Cultural Dao temple for illustrations, exclusive chapters, and more nsfw images of jade fairies.This senior bids farewell.

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water.Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone.The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor.Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again.This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure.Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her.The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.”The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door.The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist.The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough.Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed.She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both?But the worst one came after the concert.The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path.She looked up.The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth.Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly.“Let’s talk,” he said.Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?”“No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.”Her brain froze.“…What?”“I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.”Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles.This was not how it was supposed to be.Why was the world now skipping steps?NB:This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.

Ezra Belloren is a knight.The most faithful blade of the first prince, Helios De Luxaelian Sunthyr.Feared across the land, he is known as the Crimson Fae, a knight whose beauty is always stained with blood. No one questions his loyalty or his skill.But Ezra carries a secret he has sworn never to reveal.He is an omega.For twenty-four years, Ezra hid his second gender and lived content with his life as a knight. That secret alone was dangerous enough. Then, on an unexpected night, he found himself under the gaze of a gold-eyed prince, and everything changed.Five years later, Ezra returns from a long “vacation” after receiving urgent letters from Helios about the kingdom’s worsening state, calling his captain back to duty.He does not return alone.At his side is a child with golden eyes, the unmistakable mark of royal blood.Ezra will do whatever it takes to fulfill his duty as a knight, even if it means hiding the truth of his hidden heir from the very kingdom he swore to protect.⊱༺༒︎༻⊰“Maman… do I have a papa?” Lior asks, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity.Ezra almost frowns at the sudden question. He stops himself just in time.“Of course you do.”Lior’s grip tightens around his sleeve. “Where is he?”Ezra doesn’t answer right away.How could he? How could he explain that Lior’s father was someone he had already met, someone who walked the halls of the palace in gold and authority?Someone who could never be allowed to know he existed.