The service at the five-star hotel was quite prompt and attentive.
They pretty much catered to every request.
Almost everyone who came here to spend money was either wealthy or influential.
Even if ordinary people occasionally splurged here,
they were still paying for the room, right?
Is there anyone in the world who would turn down money?
Probably not, right?
"This is the medicine you asked for. Just follow the instructions on the label," Xu Mo said, handing over a small bag.
Shen Manni's face was still slightly flushed, though it had improved a lot by now.
What was meant to be seen, and what wasn’t, had already been seen.
At this point, there was no use in being shy anymore.
So, she had no reservations about opening the bag in front of Xu Mo.
Out of curiosity, she glanced at the name of the medicine inside.
"Jin Yuting?" Shen Manni blinked, then took out the box.
She had read online that it was best to take it as soon as possible.
No delays.
If you missed the optimal time,
even a miracle worker couldn’t help you.
Xu Mo had thought she would eat first.
But seeing her about to take the medicine,
he didn’t stop her. Instead, he poured her a glass of water.
"Thank you," Shen Manni said, taking the glass and swallowing the pill.
After she finished, the two began their meal.
For a while, the room fell silent,
with only the soft sounds of chewing breaking the quiet.
The relationship between the two was awkward at the moment.
Calling them boyfriend and girlfriend? Too far-fetched.
Lovers? Even less likely.
Ordinary friends? Have you ever seen ordinary friends do this?
Xu Mo kept his eyes down, appearing calm on the surface.
But in reality, he was a bit flustered inside.
He used to find foolish women so annoying,
but now he was stuck in this embarrassing situation.
Good grief!!!!
The damn "True Fragrance Emperor" was terrifying, absolutely terrifying!!!
As for what had happened,
Xu Mo had no regrets and wouldn’t shirk responsibility.
He’d deal with whatever came his way.
And if the protagonist died,
who knew when the plot would repeat itself?
The room had been cleaned,
and the bedding had been replaced.
"You can stay here and rest. If you need anything, just call the front desk, or you can call me," Xu Mo said before leaving after their meal.
Shen Manni gave him a strange look.
Xu Mo touched his face. "Do I have something on my face?"
Shen Manni shook her head. "No."
"Then why are you looking at me like that?"
"Mr. Xu, you haven’t forgotten what you did, have you?"
"What did I do?" Xu Mo asked, confused.
Shen Manni’s expression darkened. She lifted her bare foot and stomped hard on Xu Mo’s, more like a playful gesture than actual anger.
"How am I supposed to call you? You’ve blocked me!!!!!" she exclaimed, sounding like a resentful little wife.
If anyone who knew her saw her like this,
they’d be absolutely shocked.
Xu Mo’s eyelid twitched. Oh right, he had done that.
This was... so damn awkward.
Telling her to call him,
while also having her blocked.
"Misunderstanding... just a misunderstanding..." Xu Mo awkwardly explained.
He quickly took out his phone and, in front of Shen Manni, removed her from the blacklist.
Then he re-added her.
"Add 'my little treasure' after my name in your contacts!" Shen Manni suddenly demanded.
Xu Mo’s heart skipped a beat. Was it really okay to be so blatant?
Seeing his fingers freeze,
Shen Manni burst out laughing. "I’m just kidding! Look how nervous you are!"
Oh no!!!
The foolish woman actually had her wits about her this time.
What a brilliant move!!!
Xu Mo admitted he had been momentarily scared.
But then again,
if Shen Manni had insisted,
he probably would have done it.
"Change of request—give me a kiss~" Shen Manni blinked, acting like a lovestruck girl.
Xu Mo didn’t move, just smiled at her.
Shen Manni wanted this last kiss to put an end to today’s events.
But Xu Mo’s reluctance made her a bit unhappy.
After everything that had happened,
she wasn’t asking for a title or anything else.
Was this small request too much?
"Do you dislike me?" Shen Manni frowned.
Xu Mo couldn’t help but chuckle. "Not at all."
After a pause, Xu Mo whispered something in her ear.
Shen Manni’s face instantly turned bright red.
She took a half-step back,
her expression a mix of embarrassment and fear.
She shook her head like a rattle-drum.
"No, no, no! You should leave now!!! Get out! I don’t want to see you anymore. Hmph, you know exactly what you’re like. Are you trying to kill me?"
By the end, Shen Manni was shouting in a mix of anger and shyness.
The foolish woman’s bashful expression
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instantly amused Xu Mo.
Trying to tease me? You’re still too green.
Though it was undeniable that she was quite green.
But now she’d played herself. Satisfied?
Seeing Xu Mo unmoved, even smiling,
Shen Manni huffed and started pushing him toward the door.
"Get out, get out! Don’t disturb my rest."
Xu Mo didn’t resist, letting her push him.
But just as they reached the door,
he suddenly turned around
and launched a sneak attack!!!
Master Shen was caught off guard!!!
She didn’t dodge!!!
And Xu Mo landed a direct hit.
Duang went the wolf.
Shen Manni was flustered, both happy and scared.
Her attention kept drifting elsewhere,
worried that Xu Mo might pull another dirty move.
If he did, she’d really cry.
Fortunately, Xu Mo didn’t do anything else.
He let her go.
Before leaving, he looked at the dazed foolish woman
and felt the urge to tease her again.
He pointed to his collar.
"These won’t fade so quickly. If you’re not careful, people might notice."
Shen Manni was puzzled for a moment, then followed his finger to look.
Her collarbone was covered in marks.
Shen Manni was both angry and annoyed.
"You jerk! Don’t forget who caused this!!!"
She raised her hand as if to hit him,
but Xu Mo had already slipped away.
Left alone in the room, Shen Manni could only fume in frustration.
It’s not because I’m lonely that I miss you.
It’s because I miss you that I feel lonely.
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After leaving the hotel,
Xu Mo called An Youyi.
He asked the Dragon Queen to help him get in touch with Gao Liyuan.
Luckily, An Youyi had the contact information.
Xu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, he’d have had to turn to Xu Shiyi or Han Zhiqi.
Those women seemed to have ulterior motives toward him.
As for what had happened today,
Xu Mo felt once was enough.
If it happened too often,
he wouldn’t be able to get past the mental barrier.
"Hello? Moshi moshi???"
On the other end, Gao Liyuan saw an unfamiliar number.
An Youyi hadn’t given her a heads-up,
leaving the Hacker Queen completely baffled.
What???
A spam call???
Gao Liyuan was the one who made those calls.
Anyone daring to spam her probably didn’t value their phone number.
Of course, there were other filters in place
that had already weeded out promotional spam.
But anyone who knew this number and could call through
It was likely that they were introduced to each other by mutual acquaintances.
One of the numbers was a work number, while this one was a personal number.
The people who knew Gao Liyuan's private phone number could be counted on one hand.
The next moment.
As Gao Liyuan had expected, it was a call from someone she knew.
And this someone was all too familiar.
It was within reason, yet still somewhat unexpected.
"It's me, Xu Mo."
"Xu... Xu Mo???"
Gao Liyuan's voice was noticeably trembling with excitement.
Xu Mo took a deep breath and got straight to the point.
"Liyuan, I want to ask you for a favor. I'll pay you three times the market rate!!!"
After all, he was asking for a favor.
It was only natural to be polite.
They had met before.
Xu Shi, that girl, was also friends with her.
But still.
That didn't mean he couldn't be courteous.
Gao Liyuan's heart was racing, her voice quivering as she said, "The payment isn't a big deal. Just tell me what it is, and if I can help, I won't hesitate."
Gao Liyuan practically patted her chest as she made the promise.
Xu Mo didn't beat around the bush either. "I want you to..."
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Moshi moshi, if you missed anything earlier, feel free to catch up~~~

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?"

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, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

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.”