My wife is a beautiful Ceo 1

Chapter 326-330

Chapter 326

In the desolate Gobi Desert, there lay infinite yellow sand and little hills. The weathered, strangely shaped rocks formed a bleak and tragic world.

Behind a rock on a small slope, a middle-aged man and a boy leaned against the rock side-by-side in the shade.

The man was holding a bottle of Remy Martin XO which was half finished. His slovenly face was unshaven while his eyes were half closed. The flush on his face as a result of consuming alcohol made him look like he would faint at any moment, especially when he behaved in a very lazy manner.

"Uncle, what technique did you teach me? Why is it so magical?" the boy asked as he fidgeted with two pebbles. At such a boring place, all he could do to have fun was use small things like this to help his boredom.

The middle-aged man had a hiccup. Using his hoarse voice, he asked, "What is it? How is it magical?"

"After I finished practising this morning, I got stabbed on my leg by someone this morning. However, after cultivating the technique Uncle taught me, my wound has almost fully recovered," the boy said contentedly.

The man laughed as he panted. "You're still far from the level you're heading to. Focus on your training..."

"Uncle, what's this technique named?" the boy asked out of curiosity.

"The name... I don't remember... It's not important, only you and I know how to use it. Call it whatever you want..." the man replied casually.

The boy seemed to have more questions. He continued asking, "Uncle, what will happen if I reach the ninth level that you mentioned? Uncle, what level are you at now?"

The middle-aged man shut his eyes. He looked like he was rather tired. Blurrily, he said, "I don't know as well... I've only managed to reach level seven—The Passing. I have yet to get an insight on level eight 'Life and Death', let alone the last one, level nine 'Rebirth'..."

The boy appeared disappointed. "Uncle, you're only at level seven at such an old age. Then don't I have to wait until I become an old man if I want to get to level nine?"

"Nonsense... This has nothing to do with age. You'll comprehend it if you do. If you don't, it doesn't help even when you grow older..."

"Then how may I comprehend it?" the boy asked.

The man stopped talking. He fell asleep as he snored away.

The boy sighed helplessly before turning his head to face the deserted Gobi Desert. Looking absent-minded, he revealed an expression which didn't match his age at all...

...

It was unknown when the dismal raindrops started falling from the overcast sky.

In the courtyard, Noriko Okawa looked at Lisa whose breath was cut off. Slowly, he withdrew the Mystical Masamura.

Lacking support, Lisa's body softly slid off the door frame before lying on the ground while his blood dyed the bricks red.

Having absorbed blood, the dragon carving on the demon's blade turned scarlet as it displayed ferocity. Faintly, it looked like it wanted to get away from the sheath.

A surging killing aura dispersed from the blade, causing the few people around to frown slightly.

"Such a good blade. The legendary cursed blade of bloodlust really exists," the cardinal Bruno said before a weird look appeared in his eyes. "I wonder how this blade would compare to the devil's weapon of heresy—Massacre Blade."

Noriko Okawa didn't answer him. He kept the blade and silently gazed upon Lisa who wasn't moving anymore. As the corners of his lips revealed an evil smile, he said, "Even real gods can be slaughtered, let alone a human being who acquired god status through 'god killing'. How ignorant..."