"Hahahahaha-------why didn't you tell me this old man over the phone in advance? I didn't bring a proper gift this time."
"Don't treat me as part of the family, eh?"
Zhang Hong pretended to be upset.
Xu Fuqiang quickly explained with a laugh, "Uncle Zhang, isn't it because we were afraid the gifts you prepared would be too sumptuous, and that brat Xu Mo wouldn't deserve them?"
Xu Fuqiang was quite clever.
Using Xu Mo as a shield.
Having a son is useful in just the right moments.
Pulling him out as a shield.
Su Ting also chuckled along.
Marriage is a major life event.
It's not something that can be easily altered.
And since the Xu Family is a prominent clan,
changing the timing in advance
would leave the guests with no time to prepare properly.
What if someone had important plans already?
Money isn't everything.
But a lot of money can often make things possible.
"Dad, Xu Brother and Sister-in-law didn't mean it, maybe this eldest daughter of the Zhou Family is exceptionally outstanding. That's why Xu Brother and Sister-in-law couldn't wait and changed the time at the last minute."
Zhang Tianhao came to the rescue.
Xu Fuqiang gave him a look that said 'Well done.'
Like brothers helping each other!
They really are of one mind.
Even Su Ting couldn't help but smile.
The three of them looked at the old man.
"Humph!!!" Zhang Hong huffed, his face puffing up with indignation.
This time, it was real dissatisfaction!!!
An elderly person at home is a treasure.
Everyone's hearts tightened.
The old man glared at Zhang Tianhao,
expressing his grievances.
"Look at this!!!! Little Mo is getting married, but what about our Naixi?!"
"Xu Brother is urging marriage, why don't you do the same more often!!"
"When will I ever get to hold my great-grandchild?"
Zhang Hong lectured vehemently.
Zhang Tianhao lowered his head humbly,
agreeing with whatever the old man said.
The attitude was as subservient as could be.
What could he do?
After all, this was his father????
Zhang Tianhao's frustration was once again directed at his daughter, Zhang Naixi.
Don't be fooled by her being a daughter.
When training Zhang Naixi,
Zhang Tianhao treated her as a boy.
Even Zhang Naixi herself later suggested more rigorous training methods.
This daughter was excellent in every way,
except when it came to marriage and having children.
She had no interest at all.
Women and men are physically different!!!
Men can do things anytime.
As long as the conditions are right, regardless of age,
even at eighty, there are people who want them.
(Just make sure the money is ready)
Old men wanting young brides,
people just say they've found a companion late in life,
vibrant in old age,
perhaps even a bit improper.
No one says they're a weird old thing.
But women are different.
Once they reach forty or fifty,
having a child,
would be called a geriatric pregnancy.
Even at sixty,
they might be labeled as a weird old thing.
So the Zhang Family
naturally hoped Zhang Naixi would marry sooner rather than later.
What goes around comes around.
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting now stood up for Zhang Tianhao.
"Uncle Zhang, this can't be rushed. With Naixi being such an outstanding girl, she will definitely find her other half."
"Exactly!!! We can't just settle. We can help by introducing her to some of our acquaintances, get to know each other, maybe sparks will fly."
"Right, love can't be rushed, just like our Xiao Mo, he eventually found someone who caught his eye."
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting chimed in one after another.
Though it was meant to comfort,
Zhang Tianhao felt a sourness in his heart.
It felt like Xu Brother and Sister-in-law were subtly showing off.
Zhang Tianhao's heart burned with jealousy!!!
He wished his daughter would just get married already!!!
"Naixi, it's all because of you, now your old man is being scolded again. When you come back, I'll teach you a lesson!!!"
Zhang Tianhao thought to himself.
And just as Zhang Tianhao was thinking that,
A voice with a neutral tone sounded.
"Grandpa, look what I brought back for you? A great treasure!!!"
"Huh??? Why is everyone here?"
"Uncle Xu and Aunt Su are here too?"
Zhang Naixi halted her steps,
the smile on her face turning into confusion.
She looked at her father’s face,
so dark it looked like he had been mining in Africa.
Even with the lights on at night,
it would still look that way.
No need for words,
Zhang Naixi already knew why her father's face was so thunderous.
"Where have you been!!!"
Zhang Tianhao demanded.
Being here at just the right moment.
Zhang Naixi froze, speaking softly: "I--I went to find my cousin."
"Your cousin is getting married in a few days, what about you!!!" Zhang Tianhao said grouchily, crossing his arms, as if to say, "When will you ever prove yourself?"
Get married early,
Or just bring home a son-in-law.
The Zhangs don't lack that bit of food money.
"Huh?!?!?! That fast???"
Zhang Naixi was shocked, her mouth gaping wide.
Wasn't there still some time?
Or did she get the date wrong?
Zhang Tianhao twitched his eyelids.
He was almost too embarrassed to admit,
This was his daughter.
Luckily,
He still had two sons.
However,
The one he worried about most was still this eldest daughter.
"I don't care, within a month, I want to see my future son-in-law, or else, pack your bags and leave the Zhangs!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
