My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 81: Jealousy

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.

Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.

Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.

Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.

Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.

But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.

—He was a straight man.

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Word of Warning: MC is crude, blunt and slightly insane. Continue with caution!---------------------------When Theodore Nevan is forced into the Reincarnation Cycle via Truck-Kun's almighty hand, he is given the option to be reincarnated as the son of two Primordial deities, who convinces him to agree to their conditions by promising three wishes each. Theodore, now Theo Kraven, must gather his power and make powerful allies, because he's not the only Primordial Spawn alive and not all Primordial Spawns are friendly. And, with his kind being hunted by an unknown, mysterious force, he must do so fast.What happens when he discovers he can also travel through time, to more primal periods in time, where the beasts ruled over the world with an iron first? To eras past where he can learn from legendary masters only known through the history books? He will need to continue with caution as he grows into his own powers, becuase messing with time is forbodden and being a Primordial Spwan at a time where Primordial Spawns are frowned upon is like a double whammy. If anyone finds out about who he really is and what he can do, he will be hunted and killed.Wielding the powers of Time, Death & Destruction at his literal fingertips, Theo Kraven is out to get stronger and gather his own forces, eliminating any who dare get in his way. He will be called a villain. He will be called a tyrant. He will be called despicable. But, at the end of the day, he will have the power to back his actions.And, like his predecessors before him, he will learn that his sanity... is a ticking time bomb! No matter how chill and creative he sees himself today — he will have to learn that the cost of power is one's sanity, and he'll have to learn this fast, too, or else he'll be too far gone to properly defend himself when the enemy comes knocking at his door. And the worst part? The enemy is already at the gate![Ding! Direwolf Alpha Tamed.][Ding! Progenitor Werewolf Corpse Summoned!][Using Absolute Synthesis to Create A New Summon...]:[Ding! New Summons Created!][Direwolf Evolved Into: Lycaon-Fenrir Progenitor Werewolf!]

They called me a curse.A monster with a pretty face.They whispered that I was dangerous. That I should’ve stayed dead. That wherever I went, death and misfortune followed like shadows.I’ve been drowned, burned, and broken more times than I can remember. But no matter how often they tried to kill me, I survived.For fifty long years, I’ve done nothing but try to exist, carrying wounds no one ever cared to see.So when they shoved me into a barrel and threw me into the ocean, I didn’t fight because I was too tired to survive.All I wanted was for death to finally take me.But just when I was ready to give up, the ocean delivered me to them, The Five Alphas.A king with eyes of gold and a soul carved from cold stone.A wild storm of an Alpha, all fury and love tangled into one.A sorcerer whose voice feels like déjà vu.A soldier of ice, who watches me like I’m someone he once lost.And a rogue with a crooked smile who dares me to set the world on fire.They say I belong to them.They say I’m their mate.I thought they would treat me like everyone else, like I was something dirty, something cursed.But instead, they handed me crowns, armies, and entire kingdoms.My name is Evelyn Seris, the last Luna no one was supposed to find.If the world expects me to kneel before my Alphas, they’d better learn to kiss my feet first.