"Boy, I don't care who you are or what kind of background you have. If you go against me, it definitely won't end well for you!"
Fang Mingrui wore a cold expression, his gaze fixed sharply on Qin Ning.
"Stop talking big."
Qin Ning smiled faintly and shook his head. "How about this: I should be around Mount Wudang for the rest of the day. If you really have the ability to do anything to me, feel free to try."
With that, he stood up and led Jiang Yanran toward the door.
"Young Master Qin, this guy is so arrogant. Aren't you going to teach him a lesson?" Jiang Yanran asked.
Qin Ning shook his head, smiling disdainfully. "He's just a nobody. Let him thrash around however he wants."
After saying that, he led Jiang Yanran to a secluded, unoccupied area.
"Young Master Qin, what are we doing here?" Jiang Yanran was curious. Shouldn't they be heading straight up the mountain?
Qin Ning didn't answer. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her slender waist and smiled. "Hold on tight."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the two of them suddenly took to the air.
"Ah!"
Caught completely off guard, Jiang Yanran jumped in fright, pressing her body tightly against Qin Ning's.
It took her a good moment to recover. She stared dumbfoundedly down at her feet, realizing that she and Qin Ning were actually flying in the sky!
How could this be possible?
Although she knew Qin Ning was a cultivator who possessed various methods beyond ordinary imagination, Jiang Yanran never expected that he could actually achieve something like flight.
"Won't people see us flying up here like this?" She looked at the scattered crowd climbing the mountain below. Since it was morning, there weren't many people yet, but two people flying in the sky would still be incredibly obvious. If anyone just looked up, they would spot them instantly.
Qin Ning spoke up, "It's fine, they can't see us."
With his cultivation level having reached such a realm, something like invisibility was far too simple.
...
Meanwhile, in the buffet area on the second floor of the hotel, Fang Mingrui took out his phone. After finding a number, he hurriedly dialed it. "Second Uncle, it's me, Mingrui."
On the other end of the line, Fang Zhengnian, the Deputy Party Secretary of E Province, asked with some curiosity, "Mingrui, why are you calling me so suddenly? Is something the matter?"
"It's like this, Second Uncle..."
Fang Mingrui briefly recounted the situation to him, then added, "Judging by Jiang Yanran's attitude, this Qin Ning seems to have some background. But I really can't recall when someone like him appeared in the country. So, I wanted to ask for your help to look into him and see if we can find any useful information."
"You brat..."
Hearing this, Fang Zhengnian sighed softly. "The Jiang family is the wealthiest in Xi Province, and they are also a special martial arts family. They are close to the Guo family, so their background cannot be underestimated. Don't go causing trouble for our Fang family just to chase after a girl like Jiang Yanran."
"Don't worry, Second Uncle, I know my limits." Fang Mingrui didn't dare to argue.
Truth be told, he really didn't have the ability to deal with Jiang Yanran or the Jiang family. But as for a nobody like Qin Ning, in Fang Mingrui's eyes, wasn't he just someone he could easily crush?
"Alright, as long as you know your limits. I'll look into this young man named Qin Ning for you and call you back later," Fang Zhengnian said.
Fang Mingrui nodded repeatedly. "Okay, Second Uncle, sorry to trouble you."
After hanging up, Fang Zhengnian found a number in his contacts and dialed it directly. "Hello, it's me. Help me look up someone named Qin Ning from Liu City, Xi Province. Yes, he looks to be in his twenties."
There might be many people named Qin Ning across the country, but narrowing it down to a specific province and city, along with an approximate age, meant there wouldn't actually be many matches.
"Understood, Secretary Fang. Please wait a moment."
A voice came through the phone.
Neither side hung up, as Fang Zhengnian figured it would take a minute at most to get the results.
"Huh?"
While he was waiting, he suddenly heard a surprised voice from the other end of the line.
"What is it?" Fang Zhengnian asked, puzzled.
"Secretary Fang, there is indeed a young man named Qin Ning in Liu City, Xi Province, and his age matches what you described, but..."
The voice paused slightly before adding, "We are unable to access this person's files here. It seems they have been classified as top secret?"
"Top secret?"
Hearing this, Fang Zhengnian was also somewhat surprised and furrowed his brows.
How could that be possible?
There were only so many people in the country whose files could be classified as top secret.
Moreover, among those people, it was absolutely impossible for there to be a young man like Qin Ning.
But the reality right now was that even the agency he contacted couldn't retrieve the other party's files?
That made even less sense.
One had to know that this department was directly connected to the Capital.
"Alright, I understand. Try reporting it to your superiors and see if they can look it up. If there's any news, you can call me directly," Fang Zhengnian said.
After speaking, he directly hung up the phone. Without thinking too much about it, he placed his phone on his desk and went to the washroom.
Five minutes later, when Fang Zhengnian returned and picked up his phone, he found that it had been blown up with calls. There were over a dozen missed calls. One of the numbers belonged to the department he had just called, while the others were unknown numbers with caller IDs showing they were from the Capital.
Fang Zhengnian immediately furrowed his brows, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
Just as he was thinking about calling the department back to ask about the situation, his phone rang again.
This time, it wasn't an unknown number. When he saw the caller's name, his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly answered, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "Elder... Elder Liu..."
"Fang Zhengnian?" Elder Liu's voice came from the other end of the line, sounding displeased.
Fang Zhengnian swallowed hard. "Yes, yes, Elder Liu, you were looking for me?"
"Were you the one who just had someone investigate Qin Ning?" Elder Liu didn't waste time and cut straight to the point.
Hearing this, Fang Zhengnian was completely dumbfounded. He hadn't expected that Elder Liu calling him was actually because of this matter.
He didn't dare to deny it and hurriedly replied, "Yes..."
"Did you offend Qin Ning?" Elder Liu asked. Although his tone sounded calm, the implications hidden within his words made Fang Zhengnian's body tremble involuntarily.
"I... I... investigated..."
Subsequently, he hurriedly reported the entire situation in careful detail to Elder Liu over the phone.
"Immediately terminate all investigations regarding Qin Ning. Then, submit a detailed report to me by the end of the day. Also, regarding that nephew of yours... forget it, let him fend for himself."
After saying that, without even waiting for Fang Zhengnian to respond, a dial tone echoed from the phone. Elder Liu had already hung up directly.

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.”

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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?"