The Pinnacle Of Life

Furnace?

When Alex Rockefeller heard this word, his heart filled with anger and a killing intent. Since he inherited the

Ultimate Book of Medicine, how could he not know what a furnace was?

That meant using another person as the venue for one’s own cultivation. In other words, it meant absorbing the

other person’s

energy to make oneself stronger. It was an extremely self-serving method.

If Tristan Coleman truly liked Zendaya Stoermer, Alex wouldn’t have been this angry. But Tristan had such an

evil thought, and it was unforgivable. Once Tristan acquired Zendaya’s Yin energy through her Red Pill, Zendaya’s life would be over. Basically, it was not too different from how Xyla was pregnant with the

demonic Wisteria fetus. ‘But I can’t kill him just yet!’ Alex thought. Alex had a more extravagant plan. He wanted to act like a god in front of everyone so that he could keep their

mouths shut. He’d make sure these people wouldn’t dare make any move easily…

While Alex was thinking about how he’d sort out Byakko, the beautiful lady, before messing with Tristan, Tristan started speaking to

who Seiryuu had been in

find out where she’d gone to. I want to thoroughly investigate Master Rockefeller.” Byakko had intended to find Seiryuu and Suzaku. So, this was exactly

hid in the dark, shielding all the aura on his body

shoulder, but

Ultimate Book of Medicine had a different cultivation method than the rest.

more mysterious than martial arts. Once Alex hid himself, never mind

Meanwhile, Tristan was already thinking about how to acquire Zendaya. Aside

forward to. “Sigh. She’s such a beauty. It’d

absorb less and keep her around as my toy for a

returned, but he didn’t expect to see a masked man approaching him. The sky was turning dark, and there wasn’t enough light. Tristan didn’t have such great and mysterious capabilities as Alex

this ability. As an Earth expert

Tristan. “Who are you?” Tristan immediately asked. “I am… The Soul Ferryman. Tristan Coleman, you have done a lot of evil things in

women.

in many people. Three hundred women

me to send you down to

I’ve accepted the tributes from those three

yourself to the

felt angry on the inside. “Ferry my