Soon, they arrived upstairs.
Feng Liang's legs had already started to turn to jelly, and he completely lacked the courage to walk toward where Qin Ning and the others were.
He hesitated for a long time, took a deep breath, and finally forced himself to approach Qin Ning and his group.
"Oh, why is Young Master Feng back?"
Song Zhenhui looked at him with a smile. Without even thinking, he knew this guy must have received a call, realized how awesome Qin Ning was, and came specifically to apologize.
Why bother?
He had just reminded the other party not to spout nonsense and to be careful of trouble coming from his mouth.
With a thud, Feng Liang ignored Song Zhenhui. Under Zhuang Yan's astonished gaze, he directly knelt down before Qin Ning. "Young... Young Master Qin... I... I'm here to apologize. I offended you just now..."
Zhuang Yan was completely dumbfounded.
Although he had guessed that Qin Ning definitely had an extraordinary background.
He absolutely never dared to imagine that Song Zhenhui merely made a single phone call, and in just a few minutes, Feng Liang came to apologize, and kneeling at that!
This was Feng Nian's son, a top-tier young master who ranked among the best in Jin City and even throughout Hang Province.
If Qin Ning's identity wasn't truly unimaginably great, there was absolutely no way Feng Liang would act like this!
Seeing that Qin Ning didn't speak and just looked at him quietly, Feng Liang panicked.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
He hastily slapped himself across the face several times and continued, "Young Master Qin, I was spouting nonsense just now. I have a cheap mouth. Please be magnanimous and let me go like a fart!"
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
After saying that, he viciously slapped himself a few more times, turning his face red.
"Get lost, don't disturb our meal here," Qin Ning said calmly.
"Yes, yes... Young Master Qin, I will get lost right now, right now!"
Hearing this, wild joy appeared on Feng Liang's face. He knew very well that if such a big shot really wanted to hold it against him, he could easily beat him half to death right now.
But Qin Ning telling him to get lost meant that the other party never even thought of stooping to his level.
Feeling as if he had received a grand pardon, he quickly scrambled away from there.
Soon, the meal was finished. Zhuang Yan was cautious throughout the entire process, serving beside everyone like a waiter.
He also knew of Qin Ning's extraordinary nature. This was definitely an incredibly awesome existence. If he could cling to the other party's thigh, he couldn't imagine how many benefits he would receive in the future.
"This is my number. If you can find this kind of material again in the future, you can call me directly."
Qin Ning took a pen and paper from Yang Xin, wrote down a number, and handed it to Song Zhenhui.
The jade pendant he obtained from Song Zhenhui this time had very special materials.
"Okay, Young Master Qin!"
Song Zhenhui was overjoyed and carefully put the number away.
This meant that he had gained Qin Ning's approval and managed to establish a connection with him.
Soon, under the watchful eyes of Song Zhenhui and Zhuang Yan, Qin Ning and his group took the elevator back to their rooms.
"Brother, we're going to the film set with Sister Xin later. Are you going?" Qin Fei asked.
Qin Ning shook his head. "You guys go ahead. I have some things to do later."
He originally planned to go with them, but after getting the jade pendant from Song Zhenhui just now, Qin Ning decided to take advantage of this time to refine the jade pendant first.
"Alright."
After responding, Qin Fei and the others went back to their respective rooms to pack up, grabbed some personal belongings, and then went downstairs together.
After they left, Qin Ning directly took out the jade pendant and began to refine it.
This jade pendant was different from all the materials he had obtained before.
This kind of material truly met the standard for being refined into a magical artifact.
"It's a pity it's just a small piece. It can only be refined into two magical artifacts," he muttered to himself. Then, without wasting any more time, he used his spiritual energy to decompose the jade pendant in front of him.
Time passed quickly. At sunset, when Qin Fei and the others returned, Qin Ning had already stopped refining and was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"How was it? Was the film set fun?" Qin Ning asked with a smile.
"Hehe, it was fun. Brother, you have no idea. Sister Xin was truly too beautiful today. Wearing ancient costumes, she looked just like a real fairy." Qin Fei sat down.
"You guys had fun playing, but I'm exhausted to death. I filmed for half a day. No, I'm going to sleep right after taking a shower later. There's an important scene tomorrow, and I have to be suspended on wires." Yang Xin stretched.
Hearing this, Qin Ning flipped his palm and took out the two magical artifacts he had refined not long ago.
Originally a single jade pendant, it had now been refined by him into two smaller ones.
On the two jade pendants, a delicate phoenix was carved respectively. They were lifelike and glowing with a faint shimmer, looking extremely extraordinary at first glance.
He gave one of the jade pendants to Qin Fei and the other to Yang Xin.
"Brother, what is this?" Qin Fei asked curiously, examining the jade pendant in her hand, looking like she really liked it.
"A magical artifact."
Qin Ning smiled faintly. "The material obtained this time is pretty good. It barely allowed me to refine it into a true magical artifact. I injected a wisp of spiritual energy into it. In the future, when you and Yang Xin carry the jade pendants on you, you can rely on the spiritual energy inside to fly on your own."
"Really?"
Hearing this, joy appeared on both Yang Xin and Qin Fei's faces.
Qin Ning nodded.
The material this time was different from the previous ones. After being refined into a magical artifact, it could barely withstand his spiritual energy, which was why Qin Ning could inject true spiritual energy into it.
If it were ordinary materials, they wouldn't be able to withstand the existence of that spiritual energy at all and would instantly shatter into pieces.
"Although there is only a wisp of spiritual energy inside, it should be enough for you to fly about a thousand kilometers at a time. When the spiritual energy is exhausted, I will just replenish it for you then," Qin Ning said with a smile.
Then he looked at Su Xingwan and the others to the side. Seeing the envy on their faces, he couldn't help but say, "Don't be anxious. Next time I find other identical materials, I'll refine some for you. Yang Xin is filming a Xianxia drama this time, and being suspended on wires is inevitably inconvenient, so I gave her one first."
"Will we be able to have them in the future too?" Hearing this, joy appeared on their faces.
Qin Ning nodded. "Of course."
"Yay, we'll definitely reward you well tonight!" Cheng Weiyang cheered.
"What reward?"
Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on Qin Fei's face.
"Ahem..."
Qin Ning quickly changed the subject. "You guys have been playing all day and should be tired. Hurry up and take a shower to rest."
...
The next day, early in the morning.
Yang Xin left the house early and rushed to the film set.
As for the others, they slept until almost ten o'clock before getting up.
After Qin Ning accompanied them to play in Jin City for a few days, he directly took everyone back to Liu City.
Because Yang Xin had to film, she stayed in Jin City by herself.
"Hello, Director Shen?"
During dinner that night, Qin Fei's phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Shen Jianshan, the director of the orphanage, calling.

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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.”

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?"