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Dual Cultivation God Against Fate!

"Wait, you said...? "Yes, the Ice Goddess, a Sovereign Immortal, suddenly has a son, and he's a dual cultivator!" the Seven Boundless Realms boomed with the sudden news. Phate Bane, once an ordinary boy and poor boy, suddenly obtained a treasure in the blink of death. The fairy benefit he leaped with this unexpected gain was to become the son of the most powerful being. He was suddenly able to rewrite Fate, but he never expected to gain another treasure that made him the ideal man the Universe will ever see. The Golden Rod _ the embodiment of dual cultivation. Follow his journey as he relishes the pleasure of his new status and beauties while he fights the ruling forces of the Seven Boundless Realms and the Universe, who wish him nothing but death! _ I'm not so good with synopsis, so please read the novel. Don't judge from the synopsis, okay, not so much, at least. Let's meet there

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Infiltration!

Phate appeared in the room and heard a woman's voice outside the door, the reason why Fenrir called him. They had asked for something to eat before they left, for their room seemed ready.

He opened the door, and a woman pushing a food trolley appeared before him. It was the earlier woman from the reception, and maybe she wanted to bring the food herself in fear that if it was anyone, they might do something to displease him.

"Prince, sorry if I bothered you; I came to deliver your food," the beautiful black-haired woman said. She was taller than Thalia but not as beautiful and curvy as the latter.

"No, actually, I am glad you came; it's okay, Ms.-, ugh, it turns out I don't know your name," he said with a smile, opening the door wide and letting her in.

"It's okay, Prince; since you're only here for a day, my name will not be so important to your mighty self." She refused politely; by the time she finished her words, she had started organizing the dishes on the table.

With her short and not-so-tight skirt, he could catch a glimpse of her white underpants whenever she bent down since he was behind her.

She was doing it intentionally!

He took one last look at her pants and fat thighs and said, "It doesn't hurt to know the name of a beauty, Ms. Receptionist. You never know. We might meet somewhere." He sat on his previous couch, persisting to know her name; Fenrir was napping on the floor.

"Hmph." A displeased voice came from the second bedroom; Thalia came, putting on a knee-length dress lanced around her waist. She went and sat down in her previous seat.

"Good evening, Miss," the woman greeted her, and Thalia just nodded at her.

"Are you okay, Thalia? What's with the gloomy look?" Phate asked; of course, he knew she was angry with him flirting with the receptionist, and he did it well calculatedly.

"It's nothing. I feel tired. Can we eat? She's already done!" She diverted the topic immediately. "You can go if you're done here; prepare whatever you want to offer the prince and bring it to us since you might not see us leave," Thalia ordered.

"I am going to work all the time as long as the Prince is here, so don't worry; I will be there when you go so I can give it to him by myself, Prince. I will tell you my name then, hehe!" The receptionist was old enough to know that Thalia was jealous, so she wanted to make her angry.

There, she would act out of anger or throw herself at the man if she felt threatened.

Thalia did not know a mere receptionist would be this daring, and she was so angry that veins were about to pop on her forehead.

"Yeah, that would be better; I also want to s-" he had already started eating as the woman talked, just as he was about to say more...

"You won't see that happen. Go and bring it back here right now, or I will report everything back to the Goddess!" Thalia roared, and the whole room started to be filled with pink-colored ice, and flower-shaped snow started emerging, falling out of nowhere!

Phate did not feel anything since it was not directed at him, but the same was not the same with the woman; she was shaking so much.

"R-Right away, miss!" She ran to the door, but the smile on her face did not escape Phate's eyes; his eyes went through the walls, staring directly at her just as she got out.

The person who left the room shaking now had a toothy grin on her face.

"Master, I have finally found her!" She said while looking at the plain black bracelet with a black bat. The thing was invisible, but he could see it just fine.

"...."

"Yes, she's with the little Prince."

"...."

"As you decide, Master, why give her time to grow strong? It might become a problem later!" She argued back.

"...."

"Okay, master, may you be well," she stopped there. And she walked faster.

Phate did not immediately think about Thalia but the woman first; Thalia had informed him about the two rival organizations, the Celestial organization, and the Dark Bats.

Right now, he was in the hotel of the former, but their receptionist had a bracelet with a bat on it; he felt the transmission energies emanating from that very bat.

This meant either the two organizations were working together or the woman was a spy from the Dark Bats organization who infiltrated the Celestial organization hotel in Ven City!

He tried peeking into her fated threads, which were dark black, but nothing appeared at all because she was stronger both in soul and spiritual cultivation-wise.

'To think that Thalia could be a target for such a big organization, she must be holding a critical importance that they're not trying to kill her but take her alive; it surely can not be to blackmail Mother.' He thought.

The room had turned normal; he looked at the still-angry Thalia and peeked into her fated threads again with a different intention, but...

Cough! Cough!

He immediately coughed blood and passed out, falling onto the couch.

"Prince! Awooo!" Fenrir and Thalia reacted at once; the former jumped the table, and she was already near him, while the latter just stood up immediately, alarmed, but didn't know what to do.

Thalia sat and put his head on her thighs, placing two fingers on his chest, pumping her spiritual energy inside him. She was sure it wasn't poison, but his body was devoid of anything like poison; everything seemed okay, and she was confused.

His cultivation, though, decreased back to the first stage of Spiritual lord! But Thalia didn't know that, as she couldn't peek into his cultivation base unless he allowed her, and his aura stayed the same.

Thalia carefree carried him to her bedroom since she did not want to enter his room without permission and couldn't leave him in the living room.

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But he would later wake up only to find himself in Thalia's room with her looking at him lovingly!

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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