I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem Chapter 41: You can take your time to repent in hell!

"No! No!" Simba lifted his trembling head and looked at Laura. His voice was broken due to imnse fear.

"Miss, I was wrong! I will never dare again! Please give one more chance! I will manage the Psychic Association properly in the future and I won’t do anything that harms the world!"

"Miss, please give one more chance!"

But it was of no use.

Because sotis, all of this is self-inflicted. If he hadn’t provoked Alexander in the first place, he would not be facing the outco he is facing today.

Suddenly, Simba heard a loud noise from behind him.

The body of one of his henchn flew in front of him instantly, vomiting blood and stopped breathing.

Simba turned his head shakily and looked at the venue. This look made him frightened, showing a terrified expression.

He saw that all his n who had fallen to the ground at the venue had lost their vitality, and Alexander was standing there. All of his hundreds of subordinates were dead, without exception.

And Alexander didn’t even seem to be out of breath.

He single-handedly defeated hundreds of people!

Although the proportion of psychics among these subordinates was less than 10%, defeating so many people in such a short ti was a very terrifying thing.

At this mont, Simba locked eyes with Alexander, their gazes crossed in mid-air.

One was indifferent.

The other was terrified.

And the next instant, in the reflection in his pupils, Alexander jumped up and directly crossed the hundred-ter distance between them and landed in front of him.

That oppressive aura was like a mountain range lying in front of him.

Alexander squinted his eyes and looked at him, saying: "It’s your turn next."

"You’re dreaming!"

Simba roared, trying to retaliate.

But his fist hadn’t even reached Alexander’s face when Alexander caught it with one hand.

Simba imdiately felt as if his hand was clamped by iron tongs and could not move at all.

Crack.

Accompanied by the shrill scream of Simba.

His fist was directly crushed by Alexander.

The gap between them was just too great!

In the face of absolute power, any tricks are useless.

Alexander lifted him up entirely, looking at the fear in his eyes, he calmly said:

"Why did you fra my wife, and where did you get that wicked bracelet?" Alexander asked, as he stared at the trembling Simba.

Simba, trembling, looked at Alexander and said, "I... I can’t tell you this. They’ve left a curse in . If I speak, I’ll die instantly!"

"So, this thod is very familiar, it’s definitely related to the King of Lust, right?"

Simba’s eyes widened in shock. He dared not reveal any information and kept repeating, "Please, let go. I can apologize to you! I can repent!"

Alexander laughed, "Well, you can. You can take your ti to repent in hell!"

Simba let out a horrified scream, turning his head swiftly to look at Laura who was quietly watching the scene from the high platform, and he scread, "Please save !!"

But just as his words left his mouth, Alexander’s fist had already landed on his chest. This ti, it had truly connected with his chest.

In an instant, Simba seed to hear the sound of his own bones cracking and shattering, the sound of his internal organs being damaged under the intense impact. It was as if he had been hit by a cannonball head-on; his body was sent flying.

In mid-air, the power spread throughout his body. His body kept splitting apart, and finally, with a loud noise, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Simba’s body was completely obliterated.

This scene sent shivers down everyone’s spine.

"Simba... Councilor Simba... is dead... his body turned into dust..."

"Is this his real strength? That is to say, if he wishes, he could turn his opponent into a cloud of blood with a single punch in the ring!"

Alexander took out a handkerchief and frowned as he wiped the blood off his hand. Although he had killed Simba, he still couldn’t find the traces of the King of Lust hiding in the dark.

"These people are too weak, there’s no challenge at all. I should go back and accompany my wife, and practice the supre Yin-Yang dual cultivation technique together. Nothing could be more attractive than this."

Having said this, Alexander walked towards the exit of the building.

What he didn’t notice was a pair of eyes, deep as an ancient well, watching him from behind.

Looking at Alexander’s receding figure, the old man standing next to Laura frowned, saying, "Miss, I think this man is not simple. His level has surpassed that of the psychics. Are we really going to let him leave just like that?"

She said nothing, and then slowly stretched out her fair fingers. At that mont, a faint blue glow curled up from her fingertips. An antique blue flying sword appeared in front of her, slowly rotating around her fingers.

Seeing this scene, the old man’s breathing beca slightly rapid, and his eyes filled with excitent. "This is the Mindsync Sword." He never expected that he would have the privilege to see Laura take out her Mindsync Sword.

Laura leapt off the high ground and landed in front of Alexander, saying calmly, "Where did you get your superpower from? Which organization are you a mber of?"

"I do not belong to any organization," Alexander said indifferently. "I am Alexander. My na has been frequently ntioned on social dia recently. You should know ."

"You’re that disrespectful billionaire who, at the age of 90, still wants to establish a harem?" Laura looked surprised.

"But you don’t look 90 years old at all. Are you practicing so wicked cultivation thod like Yin-Yang replenishnt? No wonder you keep marrying wives. Have they all been hard by you?"

"I don’t practice Yin-Yang replenishnt, but dual cultivation. Do you understand? Both parties will benefit from this process, there’s no harm to either party," Alexander said helplessly.

Upon hearing the word "dual cultivation," Laura’s face turned slightly red, but she quickly recovered and continued, "My na is Laura, I co from the Temple, and I must investigate whether the cultivation thod you practice is evil."

Alexander laughed, "How do you plan to investigate? Do you want to experience dual cultivation with ? Then you’ll definitely know whether my thod is evil!"

The old man next to Laura roared in anger, "Bastard! How dare you defile our Temple’s saintess. You’re asking for death!"

Laura’s face turned cold. She stood in front of Alexander and said, "Simba violated the Psychic Association’s rules, so his death was deserved, but you can’t just get away with killing him today."

Alexander snorted, "So? What’s your point?"

Laura said calmly, "Why don’t we have a match? If you can beat , I will grant you three wishes. If I win, you must co with to the Temple for investigation!"

At this mont, the entire room was silent, and everyone held their breath. No one dared to speak.

Using the system’s power, Alexander observed Laura closely and found that her level was terrifyingly SS-rank!

If Alexander could dual cultivate with a woman of this level, it would undoubtedly bring him a trendous boost!