Chapter 154: 11) The Zhao Family!

Meanwhile,

[Ding! The host is recommended to join the upcoming Alchemy contest... ]

[Ding! The host had been issued Master-level alchemy knowledge... ]

[Ding! If the host failed to impress the Saint-level alchemist... The Host's souls will be deleted from existence ]

[Ding! No further comments! No negotiation! ]

"Wh-What? Do I have to impress a saint-level alchemist? And I have been awarded with master-level alchemy talent?" Wang shouted and the next moment he felt a sharp pain hitting him, various alchemy-making techniques being printed into his consciousness.

"Woahh! Why would I negotiate? Master-level alchemist for nothing? Hehe! I am destined to impress this so-called saint-level alchemist... He is nothing but a stepping stone in my path," needless to say, as a reincarnated protagonist, his character was pretty narcissistic and trashy...

Way worse than Bai Lung because Bai Lung has the intelligence to back him up.

"Hehe! That saint-level alchemist must be searching for a potential successor, haha! If a servant like me showed a master-level alchemy skills at such a young age, he would definitely be impressed by me... Muhahaha! And if I became a successor of Saint level alchemist, it would allow me to gain a huge connection all over the empire... Haha!

Even the guest... That trashy Young Master from a powerful family in the capital must bow in front of me," Wang's thinking was pretty accurate, as if actually a person from Earth got reincarnated Into a novel, who had read countless novels.

Because young masters are meant to face slapped and his thinking was quite logical if we removed Bai Lung from the picture and added someone else.

Not to mention, his system just rewarded him with master-level alchemy skills.

"System, how many people are Master-level alchemists at my age?" Wang asked trying to know how deep the water is since the system knows such things.

[Ding! Zero! The young Master-level alchemist recorded is of age 70]

"Hehe! Who gonna stop me? Bark* Bark" Wang gets excited barking like a dog, knowing he was destined to successor of a Saint-level alchemist.

It was a path set by heaven and no one could move it, not even Buddha.

He was destined to be crowned, and once he became the successor of Saint-level he would keep the Miss Zhao as Concubine.

Muhahaha! Life in front of him was written in golden letters, unshaken, unbreakable.

"Haha! What a disgustingly beautiful life..." Wang felt happiness course through his blood.

Wang sat there, taking in the incredible opportunity given to him by the system.

"Master-level alchemy talent... Me, a mere servant, becoming a successor of a Saint-level alchemist... This is incredible, now it's time for me to enjoy riches and bitches... Haha! A sexy milf on my left, a virgin on my right, and a loli dragon! Muhahaha!" he whispered to himself, a mischievous smile on his face.

Arrogance runs through his blood.

He couldn't help but start plotting the numerous possibilities laid out in front of him. With such talent and connections, he could become almost unstoppable.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, interrupting his musings.

"Young Master, the Miss is here to visit," a servant called out.

The knock was a little ahead of his room, but he could hear it clearly.

It seems young Miss has returned from showing the garden and currently seeing that bastard Zhao Tui.

Wang took a deep breath still recalling his encounter with Young Master Zhao.

"Hmph! Dare to look at me... If my master-level alchemy skills are revealed, even patriarch himself would kneel before me," one would clearly say he wouldn't act like this if he was reincarnated into cultivation world but the stats speak for themselves.

"Your body doesn't lie," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "I can feel how much you're enjoying this... Quite a bad women you are... hidden beneth that stoic veil of your face,"

Ling'r's face was flushed red now, her mind swimming with conflicting emotions.

She knew she should push him away when he is like this, but his touch was like a drug, making it impossible to resist.

Bai Lung's hand moved even lower, tracing a path up her thigh. He could feel her muscles tensing beneath his touch, his own desire growing with every passing moment.

"You're so responsive... I can't get enough of you," he whispered, his lips moving back to her neck.

"mmm!!!"

Ling'r gasped softly, her head tilting back as his lips found a sensitive spot.

She couldn't find the words to protest, her body betraying her as her hips instinctively arched towards his touch.

Bai Lung smiled as he felt her body responding to his touch, his hand now slipping under her hem. He continued to kiss her neck, his lips moving down to the dip of her collarbone.

"Your skin is so soft," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "Like the petals of a freshly bloomed rose..."

He took a step closer, pressing his body against hers. "And your scent... It's intoxicating. Like a rare, expensive incense burning in the most exclusive room,"

His lips continued their exploration, moving lower to the base of her neck. He could feel her heart thudding against her chest, matching the rhythm of his own racing pulse.

"You're like a rare gem, buried deep in a hidden cave," he said, his voice thick with desire. "So precious and valuable, yet few are privileged enough to discover your presence... And I am that lucky fortunate one,"

Bai Lung's lips moved to her shoulder, his teeth gently nipping at the sensitive skin. He continued to speak between kisses, his voice low and seductive.

"You're like a beautiful, elusive butterfly, flitting from one flower to the next," he murmured. "I can't help but admire your graceful beauty, knowing that I may never truly possess your soul despite you offering it to me,"

His hand slid lower, moving to the back of her waist and pulling her even closer to his body.

"ahhh! Annghhh! Mmmn"

She moans as she gets on tip-toe, her mind still trying to figure the meaning behind his words.

Gosh! He was so unpredictable... She couldn't grasp what he was trying to say, was he angry? But she didn't even spoke.

Or was he thinking something? Her mind ran a kilometer.

"Amm! Arghhh!!!"

That's right... He must be thinking about the alchemy event, she thought inside ger heart while a sharp moan escapes her mouth as he engraved his teeth inside her causing her neck to bleed.

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Previously,

He could feel her body press against his, her curves molded to his own. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his lips finding the pulse point, feeling her rapid heartbeat.

He bites it... Drinking her blood.

"You taste quite good..." Saying that, he squeezes her ass.

Juite quicy like a orange juice.

( Haha! );