Over the course of an afternoon, Qin Ning and Wu Lei swept through the entire Jade Street.
The trip was highly fruitful.
Including the ones from Wu Lei's warehouse, Qin Ning obtained a total of over one thousand three hundred pieces of jade.
However, not every piece of jade could be refined into a spirit stone.
Qin Ning did a quick count and found that less than three hundred pieces could be refined into spirit stones.
The remaining pieces could basically only be used to craft protective amulets. Some were even simpler and couldn't even be made into amulets; they could only be refined to possess basic evil-warding or mind-refreshing effects.
The truck parked in front of the warehouse. With a wave of his hand, Qin Ning stored away all the items on the vehicle.
At this moment, Wu Lei spoke up, "Young Master Qin, let me take you out for a meal. It won't be too late for you to return to Liu City after we eat. Our East Province cuisine is quite excellent..."
Not long ago, he had received a call from his father, Wu Xinghai, informing him that their family's businesses had resumed normal operations and their shrunken market value was slowly beginning to recover.
Although half of their assets were currently being handed over and transferred to the Feiya Group, meaning the Wu family would lose their position as the wealthiest family in the East Province, Wu Lei felt it was completely worth it to use this incident to establish a connection with Qin Ning.
Furthermore, as long as they clung tightly to Qin Ning, the Wu family would absolutely soar into the skies in the near future, perhaps achieving even greater glory than before!
"Alright, you arrange it," Qin Ning nodded gently.
"Right away, Young Master Qin."
Hearing this, Wu Lei was ecstatic.
Clearly, Qin Ning accepting his invitation meant that he had now truly gained the other party's approval.
Otherwise, for an existence like Qin Ning, ordinary people wouldn't even have the qualifications to make him take a second glance.
Soon, under Wu Lei's arrangements, a supercar parked at the warehouse entrance.
After getting the keys, Wu Lei took Qin Ning straight to a high-end restaurant in the city center.
"Young Master Qin, this is the most famous restaurant in our East Province. You can eat all the East Province cuisines here, and the flavors are absolutely authentic."
Getting out of the car, Wu Lei acted like a lackey, respectfully leading Qin Ning all the way into a private dining room.
"Just order a few dishes for the two of us to eat here, and then have someone pack a portion of all their signature dishes. I'll take them back to the West Province later."
Inside the private room, the moment Qin Ning sat down, he spoke to Wu Lei.
"Understood, Young Master Qin."
Wu Lei nodded hastily and looked at the waitress waiting to take their order nearby. "Did you hear Young Master Qin's words? Serve a few signature dishes first, then bring a bottle of your best wine, and pack up one portion of every signature dish in your restaurant."
"Uh... right away."
The waitress was a bit bewildered.
She had naturally heard Qin Ning's words as well, but it was precisely because she heard them that she felt completely confused.
Packing food wasn't strange. What was strange was that the other party had just said he wanted to pack it and take it back to the West Province?
Come on.
This was the East Province.
Even if you airlifted the food over, it would have long gone cold by the time it arrived, and the flavor and texture would be worlds apart.
However, since it was the customer's request, as a mere waitress, she naturally wouldn't say much.
Soon, after the waitress left, Wu Lei also sat down.
After exchanging just a few words with Qin Ning, his phone rang.
Wu Lei glanced at the caller ID, paused for a moment, and then put the phone to his ear. "Young Master Liang, what's the matter?"
"Yeah, I'm back in the East Province. I'm just about to eat, at..."
Stopping mid-sentence, Wu Lei suddenly looked at Qin Ning. "Young Master Qin, it's a friend of mine. He seems to be nearby..."
"Since he is a friend, let him come over and eat with us," Qin Ning said calmly.
"Yes, Young Master Qin."
Wu Lei replied and put the phone back to his ear. "Hey, Young Master Liang, come on over. I'll send the address to your phone."
Soon after hanging up, only about five minutes had passed before the door to the private room was pushed open.
A young man of a similar age to Wu Lei walked in.
Liang Jie, one of the top-tier young masters in the East Province, the son of the second-in-command, Liang Lihua.
He and Wu Lei had been classmates since childhood, grew up together, and had a very good relationship.
Entering the private room, Liang Jie merely glanced at Qin Ning with some confusion but didn't pay it much mind. Instead, he found a seat, sat down, and looked at Wu Lei, asking, "Young Master Wu, I just heard today that something happened to your family? Who did you offend?"
"It's fine now. It's all in the past," Wu Lei replied, stealing a secret glance at Qin Ning.
"Are you not trusting me? If there's an issue, just speak up. We've played together since we were kids. With our relationship, how could I not help you if you're in trouble?"
Liang Jie was a bit angry, feeling that the other party wasn't treating him as a true friend.
Although his family wasn't rolling in wealth like Wu Lei's, when it came to power in the East Province, they were absolutely unquestionable.
"Cough, cough... Young Master Liang, let me introduce you first. This is Young Master Qin, from Liu City in the West Province."
Wu Lei spoke up, and then lowered his voice, whispering into Liang Jie's ear, "My family's situation was because we offended Young Master Qin, but it's all in the past now..."
"Oh?"
Before he could finish, Liang Jie directly raised his head, his gaze shooting toward Qin Ning. "This is the kid who was targeting your Wu family?"
Hearing his words, Wu Lei's heart instantly turned cold, and his face immediately went pale with fright.
Could you let me finish speaking first?!
Why did you suddenly flare up and throw yourself right onto the muzzle of someone else's gun!
Just as Wu Lei wanted to pull Liang Jie back and say something more, he saw Liang Jie slam his hand on the table and shout fiercely at Qin Ning, "Kid, I don't know what your identity is, but Young Master Wu is my friend, and my dad is Liang Lihua. You were the one who ordered the suppression of the Wu family, weren't you?"
"Hurry up and call them to stop right now, otherwise..."
"Slap!"
Before his words could fall, Wu Lei slapped him squarely on the forehead. "You listen to me finish first! I already told you this matter is in the past!"
Wu Lei was truly panicking now, almost on the verge of crying.
"Young Master Wu, how can this matter just pass like that? Were you planning to treat him to a meal to apologize?"
Liang Jie spoke, "Apologize? Apologize my ass! Don't worry, I'm definitely getting involved in this matter. I will absolutely stand up for you. No matter what background this kid has, since I'm here today, even if he's a dragon, he has to coil up; if he's a tiger, he has to... mmph mmph mmph..."
Wu Lei directly covered his mouth, wishing he could just chop this guy unconscious with a hand strike.
"Young... Young Master Qin, this idiot doesn't know your identity. He was blind and offended you. Please absolutely do not lower yourself to his level." Wu Lei looked at Qin Ning with an expression as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Qin Ning merely sat quietly in his place, watching them without any sign of anger. He then smiled faintly, "Heh, it's rare for you to have such a loyal friend. However, his personality is indeed a bit brash."
"Brash?"
By this time, Liang Jie had already shaken off Wu Lei's hand. Hearing Qin Ning's tone, which sounded just like an elder lecturing a junior, he instantly grew even more irritated. "Who the hell do you think you are, having the nerve to call me reckless?"
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?"
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.
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.
