Unbeknownst to Astor, the moment he was sent to Maria by the ring, he unknowingly shattered the girl’s chastity. In the Ming Dynasty, a girl’s virtue was of utmost importance. If she was seen by a man or engaged in any intimate act, her only choices, besides marrying him, were death or a life dedicated to showing her purity.

Nana remained oblivious to the fact that Maria had already made up her mind to never marry in this lifetime. The stark contrast in their views on marriage escaped his notice, having been born and raised in a different era.

For Maria, who had experienced both the Ming and Quintong dynasties, it was completely normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines. She would have readily accepted becoming Nana’s concubine and addressed Violet respectfully as her elder sister.

As Nana finally relaxed, an unprecedented wave of exhaustion swept over his body and mind, catching him off guard. Although his cultivation had recovered and his reiki replenished, the weariness was overwhelming, discouraging him from even opening his eyes.

Thus, he tore apart the letter he had prepared for Violet and decided to rest at home for a peaceful afternoon. Later that evening, he would head to the Elys-Champ Hot Spring’s half-mountain villa to meet his grandparents and their family formally.

Lying on the bed, his fatigued body temporarily relieved, but his mind continued to buzz like an overworked engine, spinning at full speed. Like a rapid slideshow, the events of the previous night played out swiftly in his mind.

Recalling the moment just before he was about to meet his demise, he vividly remembered the profound unwillingness that had gripped his heart. Fortunately, the ring given to him by Maria had saved his life at a critical juncture.

Gratitude welled up within him as he clasped the ring in his hand, closing his eyes to savor the smooth and warm sensation. Once, Nana had believed that this ring was the grandest scam he had ever encountered, sucking away his reiki time and again, far more exasperating than any telecommunications fraudster. But little did he know that this ring had been silently protecting him and the absorbed aura was, in fact, the stored power that would eventually save his life. Without the ring’s repeated depletion of his aura, he would never have found himself in front of Maria during those crucial moments.

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in Nana’s body had nearly been devoured, he hastily consumed the two prepared Regeneration Pills. This time, he spared no expense, focusing solely on

returned to Buenos Aires on a Boeing 777, transferring to a

just when they were on the verge of breaking through the Soul Palace. They had expected greater rewards after carrying out such a crucial mission. However, they had been deceived by Aemon, who took them on a

one point, she even contemplated personally traveling to Aurous Hill to confront

risks. The most daring act she had ever undertaken was the murder of

for her to expose herself to their sight. Hence, she could only

Three Elders in the secret meeting hall before urgently seeking an audience with Morgana. Once they met, he couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked eagerly, “My Lord, did you summon me

clouded with gloom as she coldly replied, “My true identity has

“My Lord… You haven’t left this place in twenty years. Who could have revealed your identity? Could it

She’s insignificant. What matters is that this person not only knows my true identity but

exclaimed, “My Lord… Your Master passed away over three hundred

handing it respectfully to Aemon. Her voice

“My Lord, is this… the old man depicted in

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