Custom Made Demon King - Chapter 10: Territorial Awareness

Before death Qin Tailong left two magic tools to his son, Qin Dong. In his father’s last words, Qin Dong realized his father had been murdered by Lord Wanpeng, who coveted one of the family magic tools—mystic chaos ring. Bearing the hatred in mind, Qin Dong swore to revenge against his foe. He escaped to the mortal realm temporarily, continued to strengthen his cultivation base and studied the secret hidden in the seals of the ring. While reveling the secret, he found five ladies were the key to the release the seals. Their romantic relationship with Qin Dong was established the moment he was born.

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The Jiuzhou Continent contains an era of chaos and fiendish demons, haunted by mysterious beings and fraught with feuding martial families, demonic sacred grounds, and endless struggles between various powers. Conflict is a constant throughout the world.Within such darkness, Gu Chen opened his eyes to this reality.At the same time, he discovered that as long as he slew these fiendish demons and ghosts, his cultivation strength could continually elevate.Killing a Panic Level Demon yields a decade's worth of cultivation.Slaying a Ghost Level Fiendish Ghost brings thirty years of cultivation....Eventually, one day, staring at the endless swarm of fiendish demons and world-renowned grandmasters in his path, Gu Chen chuckled lightly, “Are you able to withstand this fist of mine, charged with 1600 years of cultivation?”

Enemies always meet on a narrow road and when they meet war breaks out.

They met as kids and fought but Zi Han lost.

They met in the army as recruits and even then Zi Han lost.

He lost again as he remained a sergeant while Yi Chen was promoted to the position of Marshal.

Even when his dark history swallowed him whole and shifted allegiance to become the Universe’s most infamous assassin he still lost to Yi Chen.

Zi Han, “Damn it! Why won’t you let me win.”

Yi Chen, “I can let you win in bed if you like?”

Zi Han, “……”

When did enemies graduate from rolling in the dirt fighting to rolling in the sheets….. fighting? That’s the million-dollar question.

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