I'm Trapped Inside a Prince as the Most Powerful Entity - Chapter 146: A Familiar Face

The Immortal caressed my head, tying my hair and receiving longevity.A lone girl, Jiang Yuebai, ascends Ninefold Mountain to the Azure Clouds, only to seek the Immortal’s path, wandering the world and Cloud Stepping.The path of Immortal Cultivation defies the heavens.Compete with the heavens, compete with the earth, compete with people, compete with oneself.Senior sister recites ten scrolls daily; I read books until dawn.Senior brother swings his sword hundreds of times; I return amidst the stars with my lance.Master refines elixirs sitting overnight; my Pill Furnace Fire stays unextinguished!If I don’t exhaust myself through cultivation, I’ll exhaust others, aiming to make the entire Cultivation Realm cry from cultivation.[Focus on alchemy, due to excessive refinement, the pill furnace can’t withstand the pressure and explodes, Alchemy Skill Level -1][Continue alchemy with an iron pot and unexpectedly find fire control easier, herbs heat more evenly, Alchemy Skill Level +5][Congratulations, your Alchemy has leveled up!]Note: Early stage involves Immortal Cultivation Data Panel, has a satire attribute, no point addition, no rewards, no tasks, low appearances, discarded later stages, dislike, please do not disturb, abandon the book without notice!No CP!

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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