Tang Xiaoxue pretended to be very excited to conceal the tears in her eyes. At the moment, the person she most wanted to see was her brother instead of being anxious to send out wedding invitations here. However, thinking that her brother did not come to find her first, he must have his own difficulties. She suppressed the urge to go see her brother immediately.
"Cousin should have known about this long ago but kept deceiving me. After I finish Dou Dou's business, I will properly educate her."
"Now, first send out the wedding invitations. Yes, send out the wedding invitations."
Holding the wedding invitations, she skipped and bounced out the door, completely behaving like a young girl. She ignored Shanshan and Wenwen who were staring with wide eyes beside her.
Wenwen asked, "Sister, has the Saintess's brain been stimulated crazy?"
Shanshan slapped her on the head, "You are the one who is crazy. Hurry up and go back to send out the invitations!"
"I will go deliver the wedding candies to the Saintess."
Wenwen covered her head resentfully, "Got it."
Tang Xiaoxue first found Tang Xiaoyan, "Sister Xiaoyan, your invitation should be a wedding invitation, not an ordinary one."
Tang Xiaoyan curiously took over the wedding invitation, "Who is getting married that you need to personally deliver the wedding invitation?"
"Our nephew, Tang Doudou."
"Nephew? The cousin has taken him as her son?"
"No, he is my brother's son."
Tang Xiaoyan looked incredulous, "Brother is still alive?"
Tang Xiaoxue nodded, "Still alive."
"Are you sure you didn't get it wrong?"
"How could I get it wrong? You can tell from the few wedding invitations we have, only my brother can write such terrible handwriting."
Tang Xiaoyan opened the wedding invitation, "You're right, it is Brother."
Tang Xiaoxue split half of the wedding invitations to her, "Help deliver to your nephew."
At this moment Shanshan ran in, "Saintess, the wedding candies."
Tang Xiaoxue received the stuff, "Thank you Shanshan."
"You're welcome, let's hurry and finish delivering the wedding invitations then go help Brother!" He must be very busy."
The two women became spirited and started running around everywhere, delivering to one person and asking that person to help deliver several more. Within a day, all the wedding invitations were delivered.
At this time Tang Xiaoyan also came back, "Luckily there are teleportation formations, otherwise we would be exhausted to death."
Tang Xiaoxue and Tang Xiaoyan went forward and hugged her neck directly, "Did you know about this early on?"
"Let go of me first. This was your brother's intention."
The two released their hands, "Tell the truth."
Tang Xiaoyan told them everything that happened from beginning to end and the two women finally stopped.
Tang Xiaoxue let out a sigh of relief, "Alright, alright. Let's pack up and hurry to Qingyu Village. Brother is still waiting for our help!"
"Okay, I'll go change my clothes."
"I'll go change clothes too."
One hour later, "Xiaoxue, are you not done yet?"
Tang Xiaoxue took out a bunch of clothes and asked, "Which one looks better on me?"
"Just pick any! You're so slow when everyone has already finished Brother's arrangements and you still haven't changed?"
"Coming right away." Tang Xiaoxue ran back inside again.
Half an hour later, the group of people finally set off towards Qingyu Village.
One among them remained sullen the whole time. Liu Xuning asked, "YuXin, upset that the one you like is marrying someone else?"
Liu YuXin was not shy at all, "That big bastard, deceiving my feelings! I will make him pay."
Among those going together included Xie Wanying, Yang Xue, Shanshan, Wenwen, Li Zijie, Little Ling'er and several senior sisters and senior brothers from when Tang Xiaoyu was a disciple in the past.
Very quickly, the group arrived at the entrance of Tang Xiaoyu's residence. Upon entering, they saw Tang Xiaoyu directing several children to work there.
"Brother."
"Clan Leader."
"Master."
Tang Xiaoyu turned around with a smiling face to welcome them.
He hugged Tang Xiaoxue and spun her around, "Our little Tang Xiaoxue has grown up!"
Tang Xiaoxue knew what her brother meant, "Brother, what nonsense are you saying?"
Tang Xiaoyu put her down and joked, "Oh! I was afraid you would all come crying and I can't stand that."
Tang Xiaoxue cried out happily, "How can you not even let us vent our emotions?"
"Look, I'm perfectly fine!" Tang Xiaoyu said as he stroked her head.
Tang Xiaoyu also looked towards the others, "Master, senior sisters and senior brothers, hurry and put away those tearful eyes. Go inside and sit first."
"Cousin, Little Swallow, Little Snow, aren't you going to invite everyone inside? You're still treating them like guests!"
Tang Xiaoqin scolded with a smile, "You're treating us like your servants!"
"Come come, go inside first."
Tang Xiaoyu reached out to rub Shanshan, Wenwen, and Little Ling'er's heads.
"They have all become beauties with full fronts and rears. Only Wenwen is still flat."
"Clan Leader, you're such a big pervert."
Tang Xiaoyu laughed out loud and kicked Li Zijie inside, "Standing there frozen! Still waiting for me to be courteous with you?"
When Tang Xiaoyu saw Liu YuXin's expression upon seeing him, he pinched her cheek, "What's with your face? Making me out to be a playboy."
Liu YuXin stomped on top of his instep, "Scumbag!"
Tang Xiaoyu winced in pain holding his foot, "Luckily I didn't marry you, or else you would have given me ten children and eight of them boys. I'd rather die."
"Go die, you bastard!"
Tang Xiaoyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and mumbled to himself, "Finally got through it. Otherwise there would be tears and snot again while I pacify her."
He followed the others into the room and arranged seating for everyone. Cold dishes and wine were quickly served.
"Eat and drink first. The hot dishes will come right up."
Tang Xiaoyu turned his head and yelled loudly, "Baby momma, your old lover is here!"
Everyone became confused while Xie Wanying's face turned black.
Sister San walked out from the kitchen, "Is Wanying here?"
Xie Wanying stood up and looked towards her. Sister San ran over and gave Xie Wanying a tight hug.
"It's been so many years yet you're still the same."
Xie Wanying smiled, "You got a little fatter."
Sister San threw her apron at Tang Xiaoyu, "It's all his fault! Hurry up and go fry the dishes!"
Tang Xiaoyu smiled apologetically, "You ladies chat first. I'll go make everyone food."
Sister San greeted everyone and they started exchanging feelings.
The atmosphere was very warm as everyone talked and laughed.
Tang Xiaoxue said enviously, "Sister-in-law, I want to just live here and not go back!"
Sister San said, "This is your home too. Stay as long as you like whenever you want."
"From now on during festivals and New Year's, just come to my place and we can chat about family affairs. Isn't that nice?"
Li Zijie chimed in, "I used to always yearn for a cultivator's life before. Only now do I realize how boring that kind of life is."
"I really miss how things used to be but I can never go back. Father and Mother are gone. I no longer have a home I can return to."
Everyone became rather sad, only just realizing the home they could once return to was already long gone.
Tang Xiaoyu came out holding dishes, "Isn't this a home? Aren't you all my family?"
"Come now, from now during festivals and New Year's, you all must come. We can eat a reunion meal and chat about family affairs. Isn't that good?"
Everyone nodded in unison, "Alright, we'll come back here from now on."

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.

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?"