The Charismatic Charlie Wade

“Morgana Mirren?” Viola’s eyes widened in astonishment. “The hero who shattered one of the great dynasties of that era is a woman?”

“Yes,” Maria confirmed with a determined expression, her teeth gritted. “Not only is she a woman, but she is also the most formidable individual in the world, a woman!”

Surprised, Viola asked, “But isn’t she your father’s younger brother’s sister? Hasn’t she lived for three or four hundred years?”

Maria pondered for a moment and replied, “Morgana Mirren is one year younger than my father and twenty years older than me. She is now four hundred years old.”

“Then she must have also taken the Eternal Green Pill?” Viola speculated.

“Of course,” Maria said, her voice filled with emotion. “The Eternal Green Pill was the shared treasure of my father and Morgana. Originally, there was one pill and one set of cultivation techniques left for each of them. They were meant to carry on the fight against the Warriors Den. My father kept them safe, hoping that one day, when the opportunity arose, I could obtain the pills and exercises he left behind. It is said that there is a secret within them that grants a thousand years of life. Morgana, severely injuring my father, desired to take away his ring and the Eternal Green Pill. In a critical moment, the ring was sent to me by my father, along with his life-saving pill made from his own blood…”

Maria paused, sighing deeply, before composing herself. “I suppose it’s better to start from the establishment of the Warriors Den and explain everything in detail. Otherwise, it might be difficult for you to comprehend.”

Nodding eagerly, Viola replied, “Please, do tell me.”

father, Lucius Clark, was born in the year 1622 in the Gregorian calendar. Our ancestors initially served as officials in Old Aurous Hill,

my mother, we had lost our family’s official position. There was a chance to revive the family business, but with an enemy army’s invasion, my father joined the resistance, adopting the name Lucius Clark and co-founding the Warriors Den with Cedric Mirren. They pledged to drive the Manchus out of our land. Despite being distantly related to the traitor William Saint, my father felt no kinship with him. He was determined to fight against the Warriors Den and restore the

was born, my mother’s health had already deteriorated due to the hardships. She passed away when I was less than a month old. Given the intense war at

army advanced south to attack Hillcrest, the Southern Ming army retreated and the Warriors Den, fighting alongside the Southern Ming, suffered heavy

However, at that time, my father and others were cornered by the enemy with nowhere to run. Forced to find refuge, my father

monk, a Chinese like us, witnessed my father and Morgana being pursued by the Tartar soldiers and felt compassion for their plight. He took them in as disciples and they stayed in the mountains, cultivating

oppressing the people, the Southern Ming suffered a major defeat in the southern province the following year, the

were determined to fight against the enemy and restore the Ming Dynasty. In 1662, the traitor William Saint killed the Emperor in the southern province. It was a devastating blow. The enemy seized control of all territories, leaving my father and Morgana with no choice but to plan their escape to Taiwan, where they would join forces

1663, their Master sensed his impending demise. He made arrangements for his own funeral and presented two Eternal Green Pills to my father and Morgana, hoping that one day they could reclaim our land. My father and Morgana were devastated by the Emperor’s death and

second year of their return, 1663 in the Gregorian calendar, their Master, foreseeing his own demise, arranged his funeral. He also entrusted my father and Morgana Mirren with the secret prescription for the Millenium Return Pill. Then, he handed them the ring you hold in your hand. It was Morgana’s attempt to claim the ring that led to

critically injured, the ring whisked him away to the southern province from Shiwan Mountain and it was only after tricking me into consuming the Eternal

stunned. No wonder the man on the spiritual throne was called Lucius Clark. He was a true national hero who had never forgotten his original