Cyberpunk Patriarch - Chapter 95 – Escape

Welcome to a world of survival!While they were here, they had to forget about everything that they used to possess and work hard to stay alive!From the start, aside from the seed for a treehouse, they had no other equipment. They needed to find the hope to survive in this jungle fraught with danger.[Unlocking the authority of the creator of this world of survival.]What was happening?![Failed to unlock the authority of the creator.]What now?This was a strange world. In this world, there were countless new fateful encounters and unknown discoveries.This is a story of adventure, focusing on exploration, land reclamation and unlocking the secrets of the world. It is a story about uncovering the truth behind the world. It is not a slow-paced kingdom building story.

An ordinary sect cultivator, with the help of the immortal mansion, gradually grew up in the cruel world of immortality, and his mind and body transformed together.

Mortal flow, partial dark wind.

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【Absurd】【Unprincipled】【Unpredictable】......The majestic mortal realm encompasses the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.A world bursting with myriad colors, brimming with joyous cultivation.When Chu Liang opened his eyes and discovered that he had become a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect and possessed a strange pagoda… from that moment on, he embarked on a path he never imagined.The morning mist rises from the Thirty-Sixth Peaks, and thousands of miles away, a dragon was slain!......“Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!”

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”