Gu Daoist Master Novels & Stories

Chapter 10 Olivia Monica was already there waiting for me, she directed me to a seat in the room as she helped me with my hair and makeup. What's the monster's full name "Do you know his name?" "We aren't allowed to say his name oliva" she replied warily. "Please, I think I deserve to know who my kidnapper is. Don't you think" l asked desperately? "Austin Hernandez " she whispered " please always address him as master " she pleaded, I nodded knowing fully well that I wasn't going to listen to her. If his name pricks him then I would gladly use it against him.

Wrong question, that's a dead end. “Master seems quite busy, what does he do?” “He owns a chain of shops and some restaurants and clubs.” OK, that was something, now it comes… “Mr Reyes isn’t a noble, is he?” There was a long awkward silence. “What are you implying?” His tone got a hundred degrees colder. Fuck she pissed him. He must be one of the loyal ones. “I’m just trying to learn something about him. I was just wondering how did he manage to achieve all this, alone without any support? He must be an amazing businessman.” There, she made him a compliment about his beloved master.

When I brutally tore open my chest and dug out my own heart in the courtyard of Green-Pouch Valley, Auntie Qin wept until she was hoarse. She cursed me as she rushed over. "Shuang'er, are you mad?! What in the world are you doing?!" Duanyuan, in his human form, blocked her path. Choking back a sob, he explained, "She is reviving Master Gu." This heaven-defying forbidden art was a secret known to none in the three realms but Duanyuan.

Seeing Xiao Chen's calm nature, which was completely different from when Xiao Chen had intimidated him, made him very curious. "Oh, this is my grand disciple. His name is Xiao Chen, and even if you were to join forces with the top ten disciples in the sect, you still wouldn't be able to defeat him. So forget those strange thoughts of yours!" replied the Heaven Sect Master with a smile, aware of what Gu Zhia was thinking about Xiao Chen. Hearing this, he believed the sect master's words and respectfully stepped back.

She was known to the world as Grandmaster Yue Luo. “He carries the charm of Olympus with him,” a man who looked to be of similar age with Grandmaster Yue Luo opined. Next to him was the son of the Celestial Emperor, Reaper’s Edge Sarong. This man was Grandmaster Cairo, a famous saber user whose skill with the saber had placed him at the peak of this universe. Both Grandmasters were teachers at Emperor Academy. They spoke gently, but Mane did not have a good impression of Emperor Academy due to what he had seen earlier. So, he disregarded their words.

Just when Queenie was full of resentment, Harvey and Ethan focused their attention on a man with a pale face who had just gotten off the helicopter. “Jesse Xavier?” Harvey spoke the man’s name unconsciously. “What are the people from the Xavier family of Wolsing doing here?” Ethan smiled and said, “CEO York, you’re a little outdated. Jesse’s master is the Master of Dragon Guards, also known as Master Xavier. Although he wasn’t too well-known in Wolsing, in other people’s eyes, he was a big shot that was on par with the Four Young Masters of Wolsing. “It is said that not only does he has excellent skills, but he is also proficient in many things such as painting and calligraphy. Most importan

She didn’t want Big Sis Xuan’er to find fault with her. “Hmm? So you call these Dao paintings in this place?” Her tone was so dismissive, Xiao Ku could only gulp. “Young Miss Yin, you can easily create these and yet you don’t know what they’re called?” Xiao Ku was still at a loss. He could not pull his eyes away from the Dao Paintings. Dao Paintings were considered masterpieces containing a lifetime's worth of cultivation by grandmasters with deep understanding of the Dao. Otherwise, how could they instill life on their creations?

Though their methods were wrong, using up so much luck and spiritual energy to break a formation was wasteful. He had to find this person and teach them how to properly handle the situation. It was clear he had come to the capital city for a reason—his disciples were here. The Taoist Master didn’t care how the college student shouted after him. He was focused on his mission. In the shopping district, the way the Master dressed and moved caught the attention of many people. His pace was so fast, people even wondered if he was truly a century-old man. Who’s grandfather walks faster than a bicycle?