Chapter 221: Carnel Gang Part 2
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Chapter 221 Carnel Gang Part 2
[: Daniel POV :]
"Allow him to enter," the leader instructed.
"Understood, Boss," He replied.
He gestured for me to proceed, and with a respectful nod, he departed.
The doors slowly swung open, unveiling the scene inside, an overweight, middle-aged man, perched upon a weathered wooden chair.
"Hello, I'm Daniel, a cultivator," I announced calmly. nOvE1b1n
The moment I mentioned "cultivator," I offered a warm yet chilling smile.
His expression instantly shifted, betraying his surprise and apprehension.
I had no intention of showing him respect, especially since it was evident he had no intentions of offering any.
"Hahaha, a Cultivator, eh?" he laughed mockingly.
"To what pleasure do I owe your unexpected visit?"
The obese man's mocking laughter reverberated, his fat frame trembling in amusement.
I surmised his lack of fear stemmed from the presence of numerous hidden cultivators.
That's where his confidence originated, a commendable but ultimately futile attempt.
"I'm here to buy these women, and I'm willing to pay whatever price you want,"
I declared, extending a hand toward the girls standing behind me.
Their anxious faces contrasted starkly with the man's growing unease.
Upon hearing my words, the leader's expression underwent a grim transformation, and a shadow of darkness descended upon his face.
"What did you say? You're here to buy them?"
His voice was a low, menacing growl, and his narrowed eyes bore into me with a dangerous intensity.
"That's correct," I affirmed.
"I'm prepared to offer you the exact amount of 1,000,000 Gold,"
I continued, tossing a bag of coins onto his table.
The sound of clinking gold filled the room as he examined the contents.
His eyebrows rose in genuine surprise.
"It truly is 1,000,000 Gold, huh..."
The man contemplated my generous offer, his gaze alternating between the women and me, clearly torn by the decision.
"Fine, you can have them," he conceded with a wicked smile, though deep down, I sensed that he had ulterior motives.
As happiness filled the expressions of the women, I urged them, "Let's go."
But before we could make our escape, he spoke with a sinister grin, "But who said all of you can leave?"
"What?" The group of women stood frozen, their faces drained of color.
"We had a deal," I asserted in a low, menacing tone.
The man responded with feigned ignorance, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hmm? What deal?"
"You mean these Crystal Coins?" He continued with a sinister grin.
"Well, I don't believe they belong to you, and I doubt they're genuine"
Rinelle wiped away her tears and said, "We'll forever be grateful."
Afterward, I asked them, "Since all of you are free now, what do you plan to do?"
Even though I had promised them I would take them into my sect, they might have just said it out of pure consideration.
They exchanged glances, silently considering their options, before turning their attention back to me.
"Young master, we wish to join your sect!"
They declared passionately, their eyes filled with determination.
Hearing their eagerness, I couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, I understand. Let me explain the rules and what you can expect from my sect,"
I said, launching into a detailed explanation of the sect's principles and the opportunities that awaited them.
"Do you all understand now, and do you still wish to join?"
I inquired, directing my question to Rinelle.
Without any hesitation or doubt in her eyes, she responded firmly, "I had already thought about it"
"Knowing that I ended up as a slave because of my husband, I can no longer love him"
"So, young master, please let me join your sect. I'll do whatever it takes to be a disciple,"
She declared, her resolve unshaken.
"Alright, I understand," I replied, nodding in acknowledgment.
Turning to the others, I asked, "Do you all feel the same way?"
Just like Rinelle, they were resolute in their decision, without a trace of doubt.
"If all of you have no doubts, then we can proceed with the ceremony,"
I said, reminding them of the steps we had discussed earlier.
With their unwavering determination and my guidance, they were on the path to a new beginning.
I accepted all of them as my disciples, and as they knelt before me, I could sense their determination and gratitude.
It was time to grant them the power to become cultivators.
One by one, I bestowed upon them a Physique, Bloodline, and Spiritual Root, channeling energy into each of them.
Their bodies trembled as they underwent a profound transformation.
As they absorbed the incredible influx of information and power, their eyes opened in shock, and they began to mutter in disbelief.
Marza stammered, "This power... it's unimaginable."
Lida gasped, "I can feel it coursing through me."
Beatrice's eyes widened as she exclaimed, "It's like a whole new world inside my mind!"
Malai was lost for words, only managing to utter, "I never imagined...that I would be a cultivator..."
Rinelle shook her head in disbelief, saying, "This is beyond anything I ever dreamed of."
Cynthia, still processing the overwhelming sensations, simply whispered, "It's like a miracle."
They had been thrust into an enlightened state within their consciousness, witnessing something incomprehensible.
The magnitude of their newfound abilities and knowledge left them in a state of shock and awe, forever changed by the experience.
"Do you all love what you had received?"
In the midst of their shock, my words pierced through, however, as they gaze towards me this time, their eyes were full of heat.
It was as though they were ready to pound me at any time.
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Chapter 221 Carnel Gang Part 2
[: Daniel POV :]
"Allow him to enter," the leader instructed.
"Understood, Boss," He replied.
He gestured for me to proceed, and with a respectful nod, he departed.
The doors slowly swung open, unveiling the scene inside, an overweight, middle-aged man, perched upon a weathered wooden chair.
"Hello, I'm Daniel, a cultivator," I announced calmly. nOvE1b1n
The moment I mentioned "cultivator," I offered a warm yet chilling smile.
His expression instantly shifted, betraying his surprise and apprehension.
I had no intention of showing him respect, especially since it was evident he had no intentions of offering any.
"Hahaha, a Cultivator, eh?" he laughed mockingly.
"To what pleasure do I owe your unexpected visit?"
The obese man's mocking laughter reverberated, his fat frame trembling in amusement.
I surmised his lack of fear stemmed from the presence of numerous hidden cultivators.
That's where his confidence originated, a commendable but ultimately futile attempt.
"I'm here to buy these women, and I'm willing to pay whatever price you want,"
I declared, extending a hand toward the girls standing behind me.
Their anxious faces contrasted starkly with the man's growing unease.
Upon hearing my words, the leader's expression underwent a grim transformation, and a shadow of darkness descended upon his face.
"What did you say? You're here to buy them?"
His voice was a low, menacing growl, and his narrowed eyes bore into me with a dangerous intensity.
"That's correct," I affirmed.
"I'm prepared to offer you the exact amount of 1,000,000 Gold,"
I continued, tossing a bag of coins onto his table.
The sound of clinking gold filled the room as he examined the contents.
His eyebrows rose in genuine surprise.
"It truly is 1,000,000 Gold, huh..."
The man contemplated my generous offer, his gaze alternating between the women and me, clearly torn by the decision.
"Fine, you can have them," he conceded with a wicked smile, though deep down, I sensed that he had ulterior motives.
As happiness filled the expressions of the women, I urged them, "Let's go."
But before we could make our escape, he spoke with a sinister grin, "But who said all of you can leave?"
"What?" The group of women stood frozen, their faces drained of color.
"We had a deal," I asserted in a low, menacing tone.
The man responded with feigned ignorance, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hmm? What deal?"
"You mean these Crystal Coins?" He continued with a sinister grin.
"Well, I don't believe they belong to you, and I doubt they're genuine"
Rinelle wiped away her tears and said, "We'll forever be grateful."
Afterward, I asked them, "Since all of you are free now, what do you plan to do?"
Even though I had promised them I would take them into my sect, they might have just said it out of pure consideration.
They exchanged glances, silently considering their options, before turning their attention back to me.
"Young master, we wish to join your sect!"
They declared passionately, their eyes filled with determination.
Hearing their eagerness, I couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, I understand. Let me explain the rules and what you can expect from my sect,"
I said, launching into a detailed explanation of the sect's principles and the opportunities that awaited them.
"Do you all understand now, and do you still wish to join?"
I inquired, directing my question to Rinelle.
Without any hesitation or doubt in her eyes, she responded firmly, "I had already thought about it"
"Knowing that I ended up as a slave because of my husband, I can no longer love him"
"So, young master, please let me join your sect. I'll do whatever it takes to be a disciple,"
She declared, her resolve unshaken.
"Alright, I understand," I replied, nodding in acknowledgment.
Turning to the others, I asked, "Do you all feel the same way?"
Just like Rinelle, they were resolute in their decision, without a trace of doubt.
"If all of you have no doubts, then we can proceed with the ceremony,"
I said, reminding them of the steps we had discussed earlier.
With their unwavering determination and my guidance, they were on the path to a new beginning.
I accepted all of them as my disciples, and as they knelt before me, I could sense their determination and gratitude.
It was time to grant them the power to become cultivators.
One by one, I bestowed upon them a Physique, Bloodline, and Spiritual Root, channeling energy into each of them.
Their bodies trembled as they underwent a profound transformation.
As they absorbed the incredible influx of information and power, their eyes opened in shock, and they began to mutter in disbelief.
Marza stammered, "This power... it's unimaginable."
Lida gasped, "I can feel it coursing through me."
Beatrice's eyes widened as she exclaimed, "It's like a whole new world inside my mind!"
Malai was lost for words, only managing to utter, "I never imagined...that I would be a cultivator..."
Rinelle shook her head in disbelief, saying, "This is beyond anything I ever dreamed of."
Cynthia, still processing the overwhelming sensations, simply whispered, "It's like a miracle."
They had been thrust into an enlightened state within their consciousness, witnessing something incomprehensible.
The magnitude of their newfound abilities and knowledge left them in a state of shock and awe, forever changed by the experience.
"Do you all love what you had received?"
In the midst of their shock, my words pierced through, however, as they gaze towards me this time, their eyes were full of heat.
It was as though they were ready to pound me at any time.
Chapter 221 Carnel Gang Part 2 : Daniel POV : "Allow him to enter," the leader instructed. "Understood, Boss," He replied. He gestured for me to proceed, and with a respectful nod, he departed. The doors slowly swung open, unveiling the scene inside, an overweight, middle-aged man, perched upon a weathered wooden chair. "Hello, I'm Daniel, a cultivator," I announced calmly. nOvE1b1nThe moment I mentioned "cultivator," I offered a warm yet chilling smile. His expression instantly shifted, betraying his surprise and apprehension. I had no intention of showing him respect, especially since it was evident he had no intentions of offering any. "Hahaha, a Cultivator, eh?" he laughed mockingly. "To what pleasure do I owe your unexpected visit?" The obese man's mocking laughter reverberated, his fat frame trembling in amusement. I surmised his lack of fear stemmed from the presence of numerous hidden cultivators. That's where his confidence originated, a commendable but ultimately futile attempt. "I'm here to buy these women, and I'm willing to pay whatever price you want," I declared, extending a hand toward the girls standing behind me. Their anxious faces contrasted starkly with the man's growing unease. Upon hearing my words, the leader's expression underwent a grim transformation, and a shadow of darkness descended upon his face. "What did you say? You're here to buy them?" His voice was a low, menacing growl, and his narrowed eyes bore into me with a dangerous intensity. "That's correct," I affirmed. "I'm prepared to offer you the exact amount of 1,000,000 Gold," I continued, tossing a bag of coins onto his table. The sound of clinking gold filled the room as he examined the contents. His eyebrows rose in genuine surprise. "It truly is 1,000,000 Gold, huh..." The man contemplated my generous offer, his gaze alternating between the women and me, clearly torn by the decision. "Fine, you can have them," he conceded with a wicked smile, though deep down, I sensed that he had ulterior motives. As happiness filled the expressions of the women, I urged them, "Let's go." But before we could make our escape, he spoke with a sinister grin, "But who said all of you can leave?" "What?" The group of women stood frozen, their faces drained of color. "We had a deal," I asserted in a low, menacing tone. The man responded with feigned ignorance, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hmm? What deal?" "You mean these Crystal Coins?" He continued with a sinister grin. "Well, I don't believe they belong to you, and I doubt they're genuine" Rinelle wiped away her tears and said, "We'll forever be grateful." Afterward, I asked them, "Since all of you are free now, what do you plan to do?" Even though I had promised them I would take them into my sect, they might have just said it out of pure consideration. They exchanged glances, silently considering their options, before turning their attention back to me. "Young master, we wish to join your sect!" They declared passionately, their eyes filled with determination. Hearing their eagerness, I couldn't help but smile. "Alright, I understand. Let me explain the rules and what you can expect from my sect," I said, launching into a detailed explanation of the sect's principles and the opportunities that awaited them. "Do you all understand now, and do you still wish to join?" I inquired, directing my question to Rinelle. Without any hesitation or doubt in her eyes, she responded firmly, "I had already thought about it" "Knowing that I ended up as a slave because of my husband, I can no longer love him" "So, young master, please let me join your sect. I'll do whatever it takes to be a disciple," She declared, her resolve unshaken. "Alright, I understand," I replied, nodding in acknowledgment. Turning to the others, I asked, "Do you all feel the same way?" Just like Rinelle, they were resolute in their decision, without a trace of doubt. "If all of you have no doubts, then we can proceed with the ceremony," I said, reminding them of the steps we had discussed earlier. With their unwavering determination and my guidance, they were on the path to a new beginning. I accepted all of them as my disciples, and as they knelt before me, I could sense their determination and gratitude. It was time to grant them the power to become cultivators. One by one, I bestowed upon them a Physique, Bloodline, and Spiritual Root, channeling energy into each of them. Their bodies trembled as they underwent a profound transformation. As they absorbed the incredible influx of information and power, their eyes opened in shock, and they began to mutter in disbelief. Marza stammered, "This power... it's unimaginable." Lida gasped, "I can feel it coursing through me." Beatrice's eyes widened as she exclaimed, "It's like a whole new world inside my mind!" Malai was lost for words, only managing to utter, "I never imagined...that I would be a cultivator..." Rinelle shook her head in disbelief, saying, "This is beyond anything I ever dreamed of." Cynthia, still processing the overwhelming sensations, simply whispered, "It's like a miracle." They had been thrust into an enlightened state within their consciousness, witnessing something incomprehensible. The magnitude of their newfound abilities and knowledge left them in a state of shock and awe, forever changed by the experience. "Do you all love what you had received?" In the midst of their shock, my words pierced through, however, as they gaze towards me this time, their eyes were full of heat. It was as though they were ready to pound me at any time.
