Early morning when people just started to come out from their home, standing in front of a newly made mansion was Abigail. Her black and blue cheongsam was soaked with sweat, revealing her curves, although there wasn't much due to her using a smaller form of herself, but this sweat soaked dress made her all the more enticing. Unlike her normal mischievous and innocent look, this dress managed to create a whole new impression and demeanor to her.

After using her spiritual sense to check out her new home, a satisfield smile was revealed on her face. The mansion was made in Western style, painted pure white with golden colored roof. At the back of the mansion was a big ass pool and the whole place was surrounded by a ten meters wall. The wall looked like a normal wall but it was in fact made using a special material, not to mention deep inside the wall was a layer of Orichalcum reinforced with many different kind of runes.

To avoid air attack, Abigail even set up a formation. This formation covered this whole piece of land, it created a barrier that took energy from the surrounding as fuel. Although this barrier was extremely strong and overpowered for mortal, it wasn't much more than a plaything for a god. Not only this, Abigail also arranged many lamps to illuminate the place at night.

Of course she did all this using her time power, there was no way a person or even a god can manually make a house like this in one night after all. Now that all of those hard works had paid off, Abigail was extremely happy and she also feeling satisfied with her mansion. There were three possible ways for one to get into this mansion. You can either be a god or something strong enough to break the barrier, was invited by Abigail or you can break into the house using the shop.

Yes, Abigail didn't forget her original intention. She had made a small but elegant coffee shop using the leftover materials. The shop was mostly made out of one-sided glass, enchanted glass of course, with a layer of Orichalcum inside the walls. Though medium in size, if compared, the shop looked much smaller and insignificant beside such grand mansion.

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Last night after she had finished her shift, Nuo Ling immediately gave the manager her resign letter. She had wanted to do this for so long, but never had the chance, after all working as a staff in Merchant Guild was her only mean to make money back then. She'll be moving in with Abigail so she also gathered her stuff, which wasn't much other than a few set of clothes and paid this month rent.

Abigail had said she can't go anywhere near the land yet as she wanted to give her a surprise. Nuo Ling reckoned Abigail must have built something in the darkness of the night using that weird time ability of hers, but she didn't care much. She was still happy that she'll be living with her beloved, even her normally cold aura now turned into a pink atmosphere, which surprised many people.

Most knew about the beautiful and cold but useless abandoned child of the Nuo clan. But this was even more of a surpise for the people who knew Nuo Ling, her usually aura would be like a walking piece of ice, cold and detach as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her, but now she acted like a teenager in love with happiness and pink aura literally oozing out from her body.

This begs the question who was this man that successfully tamed the ice sculpture. As for the person in question, Nuo Ling, she just ignored everyone else and headed toward Abigail house, which would soon to be hers as well. It was about ten minutes ago that Abigail finished arranging the shop, she instantly called Nuo Ling through her phone, telling her to come quick and hung up.

Although she was curious, Nuo Ling hadn't familiar herself with smartphone yet so she couldn't call Abigail back. For the first time in years, Nuo Ling found herself very impatient, and so our little heroine who was currently fueled with curiosity and happiness marched toward the center of the capital, where her new home would be.

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Let's turn back time a few hours earlier, inside Beast Maw forest stood a man in black suit. His brown hair although covered his face, it couldn't hide the golden glow in his eyes. His eyes were golden like molten gold in color and his face was handsome, not the kind of sissy but the manly and mature type. He would had been 'Prince Charming' if not for his abnormal behaviour.

He kept sniffing the air like a dog as if trying to find something or someone and the fact that he was floating in mid air made him even more creepy. Then suddenly something catched his eye and a slight smile appeared on his emotionless face. It was a white handkerchief but it was slowly distorting, as if it wasn't real. Looking at this weird phenomenon, the man immediately knew whose this handkerchief were.

An excited look crept it way onto his face as he gently took the handkerchief as if it was his most treasured object. Just when he was about to leave, three group of people flew out from the forest. The first was a group of soldiers wearing black chinese armor led by a young man, about twenty years old but anyone who knew him would had known he was actually well over two-hundred years old. He was wearing a luxury black and gold hanfu robe, the fan in his right hand was flapping gently and relaxedly as if he wasn't scared of anyone.

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The second group were a bunch of heavily armored soldiers with golden armor covering their whole body, there wasn't even gaps for them to look on their helmets. A bright sun symbol was carved on their chest plates. This group were led by seven man in black, they also covered their faces but their equipments suggested their occupation should be assassin.

The last group were actually oozing with killing intent, their eyes were entirely red, which match with their black and red light leather armors. They followed around an withering old man. The old man looked just like type to blend in with the background, there wasn't any distinct features about him other than the one meter long white beard and his bald head.

Unlike their leaders who were leisurely trading glances, the people from the three group were warily looking around. They were so tensed that as if the slightest movement would had made them charge at each other. Glancing at his surrouding, tge young man in the middle immediately knew he won't be leaving soon, even so he couldn't help but try.

Lowering his body, he slowly stepped back but was instantly stopped by the white beard old man. He didn't move from his position at all, but instead used his aura on the young man. Feeling like a hundred tons were pressing on him, the young man knelt down on his knee, the earth beneath him was cracking, creating a huge web-like crater. Even after all this, the young man emotionless face didn't change, but the killing intent in his eyes were growing by the second.

Laughingly stroked his beard, the white-bearded old man said. [What's the rush, young man ?] - The other leaders watched with great interest. Just looking at the surrounding showed them that the heavenly treasure that appeared hours ago must be incredible. Apparently they all thought the young man had obtained the heavenly treasure and now was trying to escape.

They were only half-right, that handkerchief was really a heavenly treasure. After being used for years by a creature made out of Primordial Chaos, it had became extremely valuable especially for cultivator, mage and warrior, but the young man wasn't trying to run, he just wanted to find his lord as fast as possible. Sensing the power inside the young man hands, all leaders of these group showed different emotions.

With a flash, the white-bearded old man appeared before the young man, the smile never fade from his face even once. [What's your name ?] - The young man stayed silent for a few minutes and decided. [My name is Lucius. Lucius Thorn.] - As he said this, the hand which was holding the handkerchief tightened. Lucius hated fighting, but he hated having his lord handkerchief touched by these inferior creatures even more.

[So little Lucius! How about you give me what's in your hand and i'll take you as my personnal disciple ?] - The white-bearded old man said while smiling sagely, as if being his disciple would be Lucius greastest moment in life. If it were normal people, they'd definitely say 'yes' but this old geezer didn't even qualify as his lord servant and he wanted to take him as his disciple ? Lucius almost couldn't keep his emotionless face.

The other leaders saw this also offered a bunch of other things, but when they realized Lucius hadn't say anything, they stopped. Glancing at the people around, Lucius answered with a clear voice. [This is my mistress handkerchief and i'll give it to no one but her...] - Lucius hadn't finished when a punch reached his face and just like that, Lucius flew into the forest crashing down many trees. Abigail handkerchief had already robbed by the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man mumbled. [Stupid little shit...] - The other leaders looked at each other and every single one of them charged, the people that were led by them understood this as a sign and also joined in. Unfortunately before any fighting had happened, a terrifying aura with incomparable killing intent gushed out from the forest. The whole forest were silent under thid kind of power, no one even dared to cough.

Stepped out of the forest was Lucius, his clothes weren't damaged in anyway but were a little dusty. He was perfectly fine from head to toe but the ruthless look on his face and the aura from his body frightened everyone. The white-bearded old man could see his hand trembled, he didn't dare to breath for fear of angering this young man he previously thought as weak and useless.

As for Lucius, he was feeling boundless rage at the moment, these inferior creatures actually tainted his lord handkerchief with their dirty, disgusting hands right before his eyes. All reasons seemed to leave his body, what was left behind was a monster who wanted nothing more than to rip those creatures before him to pieces. [How dare you... HOW DARE YOU INFERIOR CREATURES TAINT THE LORD HANDKERCHIEF WITH YOUR FILTHY, DISGUSTING HAND!!! YOU *Censored* *Censored* *Censored*...!!!!!]

Before he could even see anything, the white-bearded old man had already laying face down on the ground. With every single curses of his, Lucius rammed his hands into the poor man head. He kept doing this for what seemed like eternity until the white-bearded old man head bursted open like a watermelon.