I Don’t Want the Obsession of a Twisted Archduke - Chapter 47.3: Chapter 47

When 18-year-old Kyle Conner arrives at his aunt's for a summer holiday, he expects relaxation and freedom. Instead, his life is forever altered when he crosses paths with Lilith, the demon of lust and second-most powerful entity in the underworld.Forced into a dark pact, Kyle is transformed into a demon and gifted with a mysterious system that promises immense power. But this newfound strength comes with a deadly price: Kyle must hide his true nature and navigate the treacherous world of demons, all while being hunted by Lucifer and other malevolent forces.As Kyle struggles to control his newfound powers and unravel the secrets of the system, he discovers his ultimate goal: to overthrow Lucifer and bring about a new era of peace. But with the forces of darkness closing in, Kyle must confront the darkness within himself and make impossible choices to survive.Will Kyle be able to master his demonic powers, outwit his enemies, and fulfill his destiny? Or will the weight of his newfound responsibilities consume him, dooming humanity to eternal darkness?

One day, a ghost possessed me.

The younger brother donated his kidney to his older brother and chose death over living with only one kidney.

A high school girl tried acting in front of her father.

A Korean military police officer from the Japanese colonial period belatedly tried to protect his country.

A con artist attempted to steal his partner’s heart but ended up losing his own.

I could vividly portray their lives.

Their experiences were akin to a theatrical performance, almost theatrical.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…