Silence.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie stillness.
The smile on Xu Mo's face froze.
He was utterly dumbfounded.
You were all chatting just fine.
Why did you suddenly throw the question at me?
I’m just a soulless foodie, for heaven's sake!!!
Yang Jingxuan was on edge.
Her little hands under the table couldn’t help but tremble nervously.
If Xu Mo lost the lead here,
then they would really have to investigate slowly.
It was a frustrating approach.
The city was so vast, and they didn’t have the time or manpower to investigate thoroughly.
In a matter of moments,
Xu Mo’s expression shifted in an instant.
He smiled and said,
“Cousin, you’re really good at joking. I’ve never even heard of these gang names before. I don’t even know what they do. But since you’ve asked, I’ll use my connections to look into it for you.”
“As for whether I’ll find anything, I can’t promise anything.”
Acting!!!!
Keep acting!!!
“Never heard of them”?
That’s not what you were thinking earlier!
And after all that talk,
you’re just setting up for that last line, aren’t you?
Yang Jingxuan and Zhang Naixi were utterly speechless!
What came out of Xu Mo’s mouth was just for show.
Anyone who took it seriously was a fool.
The important thing was to listen to what he was thinking.
“Here it comes!!!”
In an instant, the two women’s eyes lit up.
Their hearts were pounding like crazy.
【Hmph---------You think I’d just tell you if you asked? Am I that stupid?】
【Even if I did tell you, wouldn’t you think I’m some kind of freak?】
【I’ll never say it out loud, not in this lifetime.】
【But it’s fine to just think about it in my head.】
【Let me think about the exact locations of those gang hideouts under the Crooked-mouthed Dragon King. Ah, got it!】
【Since you’ve asked so sincerely, I’ll be generous and tell you.】
【The Mad Blade Hall is located at a port in the southwest.】
【The Green Dragon Den is on Nandan Road, disguised as a small foreign trade company called Long Qing. Seriously, they just reversed the name and added a few strokes to the characters. Anyone who doesn’t know would have a hard time finding it.】
【The White Tiger Hall-------------】
【The Loyalty Hall-------------】
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Feeling the gazes of the two women on him,
Xu Mo was absolutely delighted!!!
No matter what they asked, he would find a way to dodge it.
He would never tell the heroines anything.
The only way he’d reveal anything was if they already knew!
As Xu Mo was reveling in his joy,
the system’s notification tone rang out.
“Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining +1 stamina.”
The cold, mechanical sound of the system’s reward notification instantly ruined Xu Mo’s good mood.
What the hell?!
What’s going on now?!
Damn system, please, for once, act like a human being.
If you keep stacking stamina like this,
I’m really going to die.
This is no joke.
Xu Mo cursed the system in his mind.
He tried to reason with the system.
But the system, as usual,
ignored him.
As if the reward notification hadn’t come from it at all.
The only proof Xu Mo had that he hadn’t misheard the notification
was that his stamina seemed to have increased slightly again.
Don’t underestimate this slight increase.
Over time,
small changes can lead to a massive transformation.
This was a reward Xu Mo genuinely didn’t want!!!
It wasn’t that he was being pretentious.
But being invincible is so~ so lonely!!
Being invincible is so~ so empty!
Well, being invincible doesn’t necessarily mean being empty.
Of course,
Xu Mo’s mental conversation with the system,
along with his colorful language directed at it,
was something the women couldn’t hear.
Right now,
Yang Jingxuan and Zhang Naixi didn’t care about any of that.
Because they had already gotten what they wanted most.
The two women remained silent
because they were still processing the situation.
It felt unreal, almost too good to be true.
They blinked in disbelief,
exchanging a glance.
Zhang Naixi: Did we really trick him that easily? So simple.
Yang Jingxuan: Right? He folded before we even put in any effort.
During their conversation,
the food arrived.
The table was filled to the brim.
Every dish looked and smelled delicious.
Zhang Naixi hadn’t ordered anything bizarre.
It was all normal, exquisite cuisine.
Zhang Naixi couldn’t stop smiling as she poured Xu Mo a drink.
“Cousin, come on, drink up today.”
Xu Mo looked like a clueless goose. “I still have to drive later.”
“I’ll call a driver for you.”
“Aren’t you going out later?”
“I can go out anytime. But the wine has to be drunk now. With such lovely company and a beautiful evening, how can you not drink?”
Zhang Naixi said with a carefree attitude.
She shoved the glass into Xu Mo’s hand.
Xu Mo chuckled helplessly.
“I can’t refuse such hospitality.”
After finishing one glass,
Zhang Naixi poured him another and asked An Youyi to switch seats.
She wanted to catch up with her cousin.
An Youyi nodded and agreed.
Then she sat next to Yang Jingxuan.
While Xu Mo was still processing the situation,
his glass was filled again.
“Come on, finish this one, and there’s another. After this, there are three more.”
“Cousin, aren’t you drinking?”
“Of course I am!”
“Then why haven’t you poured yourself a drink?”
“Oh, this? This bottle is yours. The other three are mine. And I don’t like using glasses. I prefer drinking straight from the bottle.”
With that, Zhang Naixi demonstrated in front of Xu Mo.
Gulp gulp gulp-----------
She downed an entire bottle of red wine in one go.
Xu Mo’s eyes widened in shock.
Holy crap.
This cousin is something else.
A true heroine among women!!!
Zhang Naixi acted like a rough, beer-guzzling dude,
but her stunning looks and incredible figure
made it all seem perfectly natural.
“Your turn, cousin.”
“Oh, right.”
Xu Mo hurriedly finished the wine in his glass.
Then he glanced at Zhang Naixi.
To his surprise,
this fierce cousin didn’t even blush.
Noticing Xu Mo’s gaze,
Zhang Naixi looked back and flashed him a smile.
“Come on, cousin, let’s fill it up again. I’m so grateful to you today.”
“Grateful? I didn’t do anything.”
“You didn’t have to do much. What you did was more than enough. Here, let me toast you… no, let me toast you with a whole bottle.”
“I’ll stick with the glass.”
By the end of the meal, Xu Mo was completely baffled.
It was just a meal.
Why were they acting so emotional?
Even Yang Jingxuan ended up toasting him.
Leaving Xu Mo utterly confused.
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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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
