Hearing this, Jiang Yuxin and Su Yang exchanged a glance, her pretty face flushing red as she hurriedly stood up. "Sorry about that, Su Yang~"
"It's fine."
After saying that, Jiang Yuxin quickly walked away and returned to her seat.
Mao Xiaorong, sitting beside her, leaned in and whispered a few words of concern. Everyone then returned to normal, chatting and drinking.
Thump, thump, thump!!!
A few minutes later, the DJ on the stage started hyping up the crowd again. Many people rushed back onto the dance floor to dance and sway.
Liu Bo turned to look and said to the group with a smile, "Let's go get our groove on too."
"Sure~" Lanlan cooperatively stood up.
Ziqing, who had been sitting next to Meng Wenzhou, grabbed his hand and said, "Come on, Meng, let's go~"
"Alright, we've been sitting long enough anyway, time to move around a bit."
Hearing this, Zhang Ziming and the others all looked at Meng Wenzhou and teased on purpose, "Brother Meng, I thought you were into health preservation?"
"Preserve your sister! We're at a nightclub, how are you supposed to preserve health here? Time to party~"
"Haha, okay, okay, let's all go together. Come on, Brother Yang~" Liu Bo called out, waving to Su Yang.
"Alright." Su Yang agreed, and everyone stood up and headed towards the dance floor.
The two female DJs on the stage held microphones, jumping up and down.
"Everybody, let's go!! Turn this night upside down!!"
The entire club was now pulsing with energy, the blasting music filling everyone's ears.
As a rapid series of heavy drumbeats sounded, a dense shower of colorful confetti suddenly rained down from the ceiling.
The club lights quickly switched to a constantly flashing pink. With confetti fluttering everywhere, the crowd was instantly ignited, everyone raising their hands and swaying their bodies to the rhythm.
Once Su Yang and his friends entered the dance floor, they were quickly separated by the enthusiastic crowd.
Not minding too much, they each started having their own fun.
Several circular stages now featured two provocatively dressed dancers leading the movements.
It was a veritable scene of wine, women, and song~
Su Yang, who was dancing along with everyone, suddenly felt a hand grab his.
He turned to look; it was Jiang Yuxin, who had arrived later.
Jiang Yuxin squeezed through the crowd, grabbed his hand, and pulled him close. Pushed by others, the two were instantly pressed tightly together.
Jiang Yuxin gave an awkward smile.
"How did you get over here?" Su Yang shouted, looking down at her.
"I saw you from behind earlier~" Jiang Yuxin shouted back, pressed against Su Yang.
Su Yang smiled. "Then let's dance together~"
"Okay!!"
Managing to separate slightly, the two started grooving to the rhythm again.
The spacious dance floor was packed, which is why nightclubs are one of the easiest places for stories to happen.
In such an environment, a lot of physical contact is inevitable.
After all, with such close proximity and most people having had quite a bit to drink, young people can get carried away in the heat of the moment, often leading to many interesting stories.
Jiang Yuxin, her face flushed, was now pressed close to Su Yang, their bodies occasionally brushing against each other.
She stole glances at Su Yang from time to time, a complex, indescribable emotion flickering in her eyes.
[Ding, detected Jiang Yuxin's favorability towards the host has significantly increased to 40. Reward: 8 million.]
Meanwhile, on the other side, Meng Wenzhou had been staying close to the girl named Ziqing.
Lanlan, who had also been looking for Su Yang, accidentally bumped into Chu Qiunan.
She didn't continue her search but instead started bouncing around with Chu Qiunan.
This round of intense dancing lasted about ten minutes. Everyone was tired from jumping and gradually dispersed back to their respective booths.
Soon, everyone from Su Yang's table except Chu Qiunan and Lanlan had returned and sat down.
Ji Bo, panting heavily, picked up a glass of liquor and downed it in one go. "Whoa, that felt great!!"
"Haven't danced like that in ages~" Zhang Ziming also laughed, taking a sip of his drink.
"Right? It feels pretty good to let loose and dance sometimes."
After sitting for a while, Liu Bo suddenly asked, "Hey? Where's Old Chu?"
"Probably went to the bathroom~"
"And where's Lanlan?" Ziqing asked, looking around.
Hearing this, everyone glanced around and immediately understood, sharing a knowing smile without saying another word.
Liu Bo then poured a drink and leaned close to Su Yang, whispering, "You think he went to get his kidney harvested?"
Su Yang stifled a laugh and whispered back, "Probably not... right?"
"Hey, this guy went off to do something big without a word..."
"Or maybe he really did just go to the bathroom?"
"My guess is he's already started 'playing basketball'." Liu Bo winked at Su Yang.
Su Yang picked up his drink, clinked glasses with Liu Bo, and downed it.
"Never mind him, let's keep drinking~"
"Alright, come on, everyone, bottoms up~"
......
Over twenty minutes later, Chu Qiunan reappeared from somewhere.
Everyone turned to look at him. Ziqing, sitting nearby, looked up and asked, "Where's Lanlan?"
Hearing this, Chu Qiunan looked utterly confused. "Lanlan? I don't know~"
Liu Bo pulled him down onto the sofa with a sly smile. "You sure you don't know?"
Chu Qiunan still wore a baffled expression. "I really don't! I swear!"
"Swearing won't help. Spill it, what were you two sneaking off to do~"
What nonsense are you talking about? My stomach suddenly hurt after dancing, so I went to the bathroom. How would I know where Lanlan is?
"Hey, alright, alright. We'll get the details later when we leave~"
"No, seriously, Fatty Liu, I really don't know!"
Su Yang carefully observed Chu Qiunan's demeanor as he spoke; he didn't seem to be lying.
He got up, sat down next to Chu Qiunan, and asked quietly, "I caught a glimpse of you dancing with Lanlan earlier. Are you sure you didn't leave with her?"
Chu Qiunan turned to look at the others who were still staring at him and whispered, "Old Su, I swear I really just went to the bathroom."
After a moment's thought, he quickly added, "Oh, right, I was dancing with her earlier. When everyone scattered, I saw her leave, laughing and talking with some guy. I figured he was a friend of hers, so I didn't pay attention."
"Oh? Really? You're sure she left smiling?"
"Yeah, she seemed pretty chummy with that guy. They must know each other~"
Su Yang rolled his eyes thoughtfully and nodded. "Oh, okay then. That's fine."
"Wait... you guys thought I sneaked off to the bathroom with her?"
Su Yang pursed his lips into a smile, stood up, and returned to his original seat.
"Right? Old Su, should I tell them what you said?"
"Yep."
"What were you two whispering about for so long? Where did Lanlan go?"
After taking a sip of his drink, Chu Qiunan repeated what he had just told Su Yang.
After listening, Ziqing thought for a moment and looked at Chu Qiunan. "You're saying she left with a guy?"
"Yeah. Probably didn't leave the club, though. Must be a friend of hers, maybe went over for a drink or something."
"What did the guy look like?"
"He looked... come on, how am I supposed to describe him? I only saw him for a second."
"Anyway, he was quite tall, probably about my height, and around the same age, in his twenties."
Just as the group was discussing Lanlan's whereabouts, Su Yang happened to see Lanlan walking out from the direction of the restroom in the distance, with a young man following behind her.
......
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
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.”
