Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1263 Telling



Chapter 1263: Chapter 1263 Telling


The people were enraged, their angry voices echoing throughout the safe zone.


Some cursed Ross openly, while others pointed fingers at him as though he were the source of every misfortune that had befallen them.


The atmosphere was tense, and hatred could be seen in countless pairs of eyes.


Ross simply shook his head.


If their insults had been directed at him alone, he would not have cared in the slightest.


He had endured far worse throughout his life.


However, what bothered him was the fact that many of them were dragging his children into the matter.


Some of his sons and daughters were still very young, especially those who had been born during the zombie apocalypse.


They were innocent and had done nothing wrong, yet they were being judged simply because they were related to him.


Ross glanced at his family for a brief moment.


His expression remained calm, but a faint coldness flashed through his eyes.


He could tolerate attacks against himself, but he had little patience for anyone who targeted the people he cared about.


“If you hate me that much, then we’ll go.”


Ross shrugged casually as though the entire situation meant nothing to him.


His calm reaction only made some of the crowd even angrier.


They had expected him to defend himself or argue back, but Ross did neither.


He stood there with a relaxed posture, completely unaffected by their accusations.


The truth was that he wasn’t angry at all.


In fact, everything was unfolding exactly as he had expected.


This outcome had always been one of the possibilities he had considered.


Human nature was difficult to change. When people were afraid, they searched for someone to blame.


When tragedy struck, they looked for a target to vent their frustrations on.


Ross understood this better than anyone.


To him, there was little value in remaining here any longer.


The zombie apocalypse had once been exciting. It had been filled with danger, challenges, and opportunities.


But after so many years, the thrill had long since disappeared.


There were few enemies left who could threaten him, and there was almost nothing left in this world that could surprise him.


More importantly, he had already achieved everything he wanted here.


He possessed unimaginable wealth and power.


He had built a massive faction and gathered countless followers.


Beautiful women surrounded him wherever he went, and his name was known across the entire world.


Yet despite all of that, Ross found himself feeling bored.


A mortal world could only offer so much.


His gaze drifted toward the distant sky, as though he could see beyond the heavens themselves.


Now that he had entered a xianxia world, a far grander stage awaited him.


This world was filled with immortal cultivators capable of moving mountains and splitting seas.


Ancient sects ruled vast territories. Divine beasts roamed forbidden lands.


Hidden realms contained treasures that could shake the heavens.


Most importantly, there were fairies, immortal maidens, saintesses, empresses, and goddesses whose beauty surpassed anything found in the mortal realm.


A smile slowly appeared on Ross’s face.


The women he had met so far were undoubtedly beautiful, but they were still mortals.


Their lifespans were limited, and their horizons were small compared to the extraordinary beings that existed in the cultivation world.


The thought of meeting those legendary women stirred excitement within him.


He imagined proud saintesses who looked down upon all men, cold immortal fairies who had never known love, and peerless empresses who ruled over countless cultivators.


The challenge alone was enough to ignite his interest.


For the first time in a long while, Ross felt genuinely excited.


His adventure was far from over.


In fact, it felt as though it was only just beginning.


The zombie apocalypse had merely been the first chapter of his story.


The cultivation world would be the next.


And Ross intended to leave his mark upon it just as he had done everywhere else he went.


Less than an hour later, Ross and his people walked out of the city for good.


Originally, their group had numbered more than three thousand people.


Over the past few days, many survivors had joined them after hearing stories of Ross’s strength and leadership.


However, after the devastating deaths that had occurred earlier, fear spread rapidly through the crowd.


Hundreds chose to stay behind, unwilling to risk their lives any further.


As a result, only around twenty-five hundred people remained.


Ross stood at the front of the group with a calm expression.


He did not try to persuade those who left to stay. Everyone was free to make their own choice.


Those who wished to follow him could come. Those who wished to remain behind could do so as well.


The long line of people stretched across the road as they prepared to leave.


Families carried their belongings while warriors kept watch over the surroundings.


Some looked nervous while others appeared determined.


“Will we be okay, Mom?” a little child asked one of Ross’s women while tightly holding her hand.


The beautiful woman smiled gently and patted the child’s head.


“We will be,” she replied confidently. “Trust in your father. He has never let us down. Not once.”


The child nodded after hearing those words. The fear in his eyes faded slightly.


Many people nearby overheard the conversation and found themselves agreeing with her.


Throughout the years, Ross had overcome countless impossible situations.


Whenever disaster struck, he was always the one standing at the forefront.


Again and again, he had achieved miracles that nobody thought possible.


Their faith in him had become unshakable.


Soon, the massive group began moving forward.


Step by step, they marched away from the city.


The giant walls behind them gradually became smaller and smaller until they were little more than distant silhouettes on the horizon.


Before long, Ross led everyone toward the vast forests that stretched endlessly across the land.


Towering ancient trees blocked out much of the sunlight.


The forest appeared mysterious and dangerous, like a world untouched by civilization.


Without hesitation, Ross walked straight into it.


His followers quickly followed behind.


After a while, the last traces of the group disappeared among the dense trees and thick vegetation.


It was as though they had been swallowed whole by the wilderness.


From atop the city walls, many people watched their departure.


“They’re doomed.”


“They won’t survive out there.”


“The forest is filled with monsters and unknown dangers.”


“Leaving the city is suicide.”


The earth’s survivors shook their heads and whispered among themselves.


In their eyes, Ross and his followers were marching toward their deaths.


They believed they would never see them again.


What they did not know was that they were witnessing the beginning of something far greater.


This was not the end of Ross Oakley’s story.


It was merely the start of a new chapter.


Beyond those forests lay a vast cultivation world filled with powerful sects, ancient clans, hidden realms, and countless opportunities.


Adventures beyond imagination awaited him.


The people in the city thought Ross was walking toward destruction.


In reality, he was walking toward destiny.


And before long, the entire xianxia world would come to know his name.



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