My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1553

A massive villa, comparable to a castle, was surrounded by hundreds of men in black. Blocking the entrance were 35 burly men with embroidered collars. They were part of the Gold Faction's core, 12 of whom were at the Profound Reality Realm while 13 were great-

grandmasters.

They were sworn brothers to the leader of the Gold Faction and known collectively as the 36 Heavenly Stems.

Recently, all families in Munford, including the elite Roche family, had been attacked. Their martial artists were stripped of their abilities.

The Gold Faction was known for their loyalty and could not stand idly by when the Roche family was in trouble. Thus, they rallied their forces in Munford for a rescue.

As a Rolls-Royce slowly drove in, everyone parted ways and lowered their heads, shouting, "Sir!"

The car door opened, and an elderly man with slicked-back gray hair stepped out. He was the leader of the Gold Faction, a late-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm expert.

"Should we really get involved in this mess?" the second-in-command asked gravely. "I heard they killed four peak-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm experts."

Battlestar did not respond but walked toward the villa's courtyard.

Inside the villa living room, the direct descendants of the Roche family were all kneeling on the floor. Sitting on a couch before them was a man in a suit and glasses. He was refined and elegant, exuding an air of nonchalance.

His legs were crossed, and he was holding a half-filled glass of red wine. This man was Duncan. He was no longer the same man he was two months ago.

With the help of his godfather, Peter, Duncan located his family's ancestral grave. It turned out there had been a powerful Tribulation Realm cultivator within his lineage, and he had inherited this bloodline. It elevated him from a grandmaster to just shy of the Profound Oriental Realm.

The other Black Wind Mountains powerhouses also benefited from the grave. Even Black Gem's eyes miraculously regrew, though he had lost the ability to predict the future with them.

After this happened, the powerhouses of Black Wind Mountains began revering Duncan as their leader.

"The Heavenly Stems have arrived!" shouted a middle-aged Profound Reality Realm expert from the villa's gate.

Duncan shook his crossed legs and sipped his red wine lightly.

Battlestar walked in slowly, his tone indifferent as he said, "Release them and the Gold Faction will serve you."

Darcus Roche's aged face was wet with tears as he said, "You shouldn't have come!"

Just moments before, they had planned to kill Battlestar and then take complete control of the Gold Faction. He had not expected his half-brother, whom he shared a father with, to actually come to his rescue.

"You've helped me a lot over the years," said Battlestar calmly. Although his older brother had cast him out to secure his own succession, it was Darcus who had supported him in becoming the king of Munford's underworld society.

The brothers complemented each other well. Together, they propelled the Roche family into becoming one of Munford's leading families.

"I never thought the leader of an underworld force would have late-stage Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivation. I'm quite reluctant to kill you now," Duncan said with a raised brow and a smile. He then turned to look at Peter. "Godfather, what do you think?" "This is good," Peter approved.

Peter smiled as he pulled a palm-sized bottle from his Eight Trigrams pouch. He unscrewed the cap, and a bug enveloped in black mist flew out. He pointed his finger at Battlestar, and the bug immediately flew toward his forehead.

"Don't resist, or you'll die," Boris coldly warned from the other side.

Battlestar allowed the bug to burrow into his forehead. "That's the One God Bug, and it has merged with your soul. I can scatter your soul with just a mere thought."

The parasitic bug was one he had tamed from Duncan's ancestral grave. Its cultivation method was simple-he just had to feed the source some of his blood daily and it would lay ten eggs each day, which would hatch in three days. After another three days, the bugs would be usable.

Taking a deep breath, Battlestar asked seriously, "Can you release him now?"