Cultivator of the End: I Refine My Own Death - Chapter 109 – The Root of the Curse

What if your worst enemies suddenly became your most devoted allies—because you turned them into irresistible, enchanting femboys?Meet Cecil: a cunning, ruthless mastermind hiding an extraordinary power beneath his calm exterior. With a single stroke of his feathered pen, he transforms those who dare to cross him into beautiful, loyal members of his ever-growing harem. But this isn’t some silly game—it's a calculated campaign to build a nation unlike any other.In a world of secrets, magic, and brutal politics, Cecil must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with dangerous foes and hidden agendas. His targets? Only those who insult, threaten, or betray him. His allies? A charming, fiercely loyal band of femboys who live by his side in a shadowy sanctuary.If you think power is all about strength and magic, think again. For Cecil, true power lies in control, seduction, and a pen that changes fate.Welcome to the Velvet Court—where loyalty is beautiful, and revenge is intoxicating.

A young man finally managed to become an immortal, a powerful cultivator able to lord over millions of souls. He took advantage of his tremendous luck and fortune to become the youngest immortal in history. He now wants to create his own sect and enjoy life, one filled with female disciples!

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”

The daughter Xu Youyou, whom the Xu family sent to the countryside to recuperate many years ago, has returned to fulfill her engagement with the Lin family.

On the eve of the wedding, the groom escaped from marriage and went abroad to find his Bai Yueguang, everyone: wow… [eat melon expression]

Xu Youyou: Oh huh.

In the next second, the white and soft little hand grabbed the man’s sleeve, and said in a sweet and glutinous tone, “Mr. Mo, can you marry me?”

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Mo Shenbai is a pure-hearted, mysterious and low-key business tycoon. He has been in the elusive shopping mall for ten years. No newspapers and magazines dare to publish a photo of him, and there is not a single strange person who can let him take a look.

Everyone said that Mo Shenbai’s marriage to Xu Youyou must be an agreed marriage, and they will definitely divorce after one year.

Xu Youyou ate her melon with gusto, but just when she was eating, she realized that something was wrong.

No need to pay for shopping, no need to order food, no matter where you go, everyone greets her warmly: Mrs. Mo is good.

Later, the dark and white Bai Yueguang came back, and the ex-fiancé expressed affectionately: “Yoyo, only I really love you, come back to me, I don’t despise you.”

Before Xu Youyou could answer the man’s domineering embrace, her low voice was sexy and sultry: “Baby, you didn’t tell him, here is the crystallization of our love.” Her warm big palm pressed against her flat belly.

Xu Youyou blushed, and the scumbag blushed…

[Brainless Mary Sue loves text after marriage | Focus on male abuse two]

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