My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World - Chapter 476 - 412: Turncoat Alliance [Double-length]

Lan Chang’an has gone through two lifetimes of reincarnations, and in the third life, he aimed for stability until reaching the Nascent Soul Realm in hopes of unraveling the mysteries of the Nine Seal Stele. Consequently, he cultivated the Ancient Trees Evergreen Technique, which wielded modest power in return for greater lifespan.

His approach is not one of fearlessly engaging in battles, but of navigating with steady precision and forging meaningful bonds with others.

Throughout his long cultivation journey, he encountered individuals at various stages of their cultivation, including a Decent Faction Head, a Prodigious Beauty, a Giant Demon Lord, an Evil Cultivator, a Thousand-Year Old Demon, and a Puppet Master Pulling Strings From Behind The Scene.

Observing the ebb and flow of the world, witnessing its ups and downs, he unknowingly became a living fossil in the realm of cultivation, akin to an evergreen tree spanning through eternity.

In the world of mortals, the flow of life is steady, shrouded in the illusion of longevity, yet decisions are made decisively, with a clear sense of morality.

When they first met, they quickly registered their marriage, and she became his woman. From then on, she was cherished by the man as the apple of his eye, not allowing her to suffer the slightest grievance.He, the dark and sinister king of the Sovereign Empire, also a business tycoon, a hidden noble, cold, ruthless, and domineering yet charming, used all his immense power and wealth to spoil his woman to the heavens.“King, the Young Madam says she wants a 50 billion diamond ring.”“How can one be enough? Send her a truckload.”“King, the Young Madam threw down the divorce agreement and ran away pregnant.”That night, he cornered her against the wall, his deep, magnetic voice seductively saying: “Baby, where do you plan to go with my heir?”[Double Virgins][Extreme Pampering][Abuse Scum]

Sophisticated and abstinent domineering CEO + world-class beauty + pure love + flash marriage + secret crush + marriage first, love later + sweet pamperingIn the third year of being with Isaac Sutton, Clara Sterling finally realized he had been pretending to be poor to manipulate her feelings.She thought he was such a poor student that he couldn't afford to eat.Yet he spent 300,000 casually on a bag for another woman.She heard Isaac Sutton say, “She's from a single-parent family and has been missing a father's love since childhood. I'm just doing it to amuse her. Could I really marry her home?”When her mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer, Clara Sterling asked Isaac Sutton for money, but he was still crying poor.She turned around and married the aloof and abstinent Crown Prince.Later, Isaac Sutton drank so much he got gastric bleeding, and called begging to reunite.Silas Sheffield’s voice was cold, “She's asleep. Whatever you have to say, say it to me.”Clara Sterling initially thought she and Silas Sheffield were just in a mutually beneficial agreement.Later, she discovered that Silas Sheffield had secretly loved her for many years.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.