Hearing Xia Fei's words and looking at the so-called divine medicine in his hand, Old Master Wu was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Good, good, good. Xiao Fei is very thoughtful. Grandpa will eat it right now."
Of course, he didn't believe in things like divine medicine. He just thought it was something Xia Fei prepared intentionally to make him happy. Judging by the color, if he guessed correctly, it should be made of a mixture of brown sugar.
"Xiao Fei, your grandfather is in poor health right now. Don't just give him random things to eat," Wu Shuyun, who was standing to the side, said somewhat unhappily.
Her thoughts were the same as the old man's; she felt this was just an ordinary piece of candy.
But given the old man's current condition, eating candy would only make things worse.
"It's fine, as long as the child is happy."
The old man waved his hand, not minding it at all. He knew his days were already numbered. The child only wanted to cheer him up, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Let it be a beautiful memory left behind before his passing.
Saying so, the old man tossed his head back and swallowed the divine medicine directly, then cheerfully chatted with Xia Fei about family matters.
But before he could say a few words, Wu Shuyun and Xia Zhenye, who were standing nearby, gasped in shock one after another.
"Why are you making such a fuss?" The old man was startled and glared at them with some dissatisfaction.
"Dad, you... you..."
Wu Shuyun looked at the old man in disbelief, but after stuttering for a long time, she couldn't form a complete sentence.
"Grandpa, how do you feel?" Xia Fei asked.
Because things went exactly as he had expected. After his grandfather swallowed the divine medicine, his hair turned black, and he looked more than a decade younger.
"Grandpa is doing quite well." However, Old Master Wu had not noticed his own condition.
He did feel much more comfortable than before, but he assumed this was brought about by his brightened mood after seeing his grandson, not connecting it to the divine medicine.
Right at this moment, Xia Zhenye brought over a mirror and placed it in front of the old man.
When he saw his reflection in the mirror, the old man was instantly startled, and his face soon filled with utter shock.
"Am I..."
Tears uncontrollably rolled down his face, blurring his vision.
The old man never imagined that one day he would be able to see his younger self again.
Back then, he was so spirited and energetic, right at the age of striving for his career.
"Xiao Fei, where did you get this pill?"
A moment later, he snapped back to reality and quickly looked at Xia Fei, realizing that his transformation must definitely be due to the divine medicine from earlier.
He originally thought his grandson had just brought a piece of candy to cheer him up, but he never expected it to actually be a divine medicine.
The old man suddenly remembered a piece of news he had heard someone mention a while ago.
Elder Zeng had experienced the same thing.
He was originally dying in bed, but then for some unknown reason, he suddenly recovered and looked over a decade younger.
If his guess was correct, this pill of Xia Fei's should also have come from the hands of the person who cured Elder Zeng back then.
But how could his little grandson come into contact with such a figure?
And even manage to get such a divine medicine from them.
"Grandpa, this medicine was given by Young Master Qin."
Xia Fei glanced at Qin Ning, and only after receiving a nod of consent from the other party's eyes did he introduce Qin Ning.
"Young Master Qin?"
The old man was surprised and sized up Qin Ning. He had never heard of such a person.
But it was undeniable that he had indeed become younger because of the other party's medicine.
Elder Zeng from before must have been the same.
What was the background of this young man in front of him, who looked to be only around twenty years old?
Although filled with doubts, the old man knew that Qin Ning's existence was absolutely beyond his understanding. This was definitely not someone their Wu family could afford to offend.
"The old man just took the medicine, so he probably hasn't fully absorbed it yet. Let him rest well for the night," Qin Ning smiled and said when he saw the old man trying to get out of bed to thank him.
Soon, everyone exited the room and went to the living room.
Having witnessed the effects of the divine medicine with their own eyes, Xia Zhenye and Wu Shuyun became even more restrained in front of Qin Ning.
"Young Master Qin, please have a seat. I'll go buy some groceries right now," Wu Shuyun said as she stood up.
"There's no need for the trouble. Finding a restaurant and having a casual meal is fine," Qin Ning said.
"Alright, Young Master Qin, I'll arrange it!"
Xia Fei immediately spoke up, then took out his phone and made a call.
"Ding dong."
Right at that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Xia Zhenye looked at Wu Shuyun, "Do we have guests today?"
"No. Aunt Zhang has been sick these past two days, so I let her go back to rest well. It might be Dad's former subordinates coming to visit."
Saying that, Wu Shuyun stood up and walked toward the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she was instantly startled. Outside stood a neat row of fully armed soldiers. The dark mass of weapons made her scalp go numb; when had she ever seen such a formation?
"You are..."
Next to the stairs, a figure was escorted by several people to the door, and Wu Shuyun subconsciously asked.
But when she saw the person's face clearly, her expression instantly turned into shock. "Elder Zeng!"
Although she had never seen him in person, Wu Shuyun often saw this figure on television. But why did he look so much younger than he did on TV?
"Hello, may I ask if Young Master Qin is here?"
Elder Zeng asked with a chuckle, looking very amiable.
He didn't recognize Wu Shuyun, but he knew this was Old Master Wu's home. If he guessed correctly, this should be the old man's daughter, Wu Shuyun.
"Y-yes, he is."
Wu Shuyun snapped out of her daze and hurriedly welcomed Elder Zeng inside, her heart so shocked she could barely speak.
Elder Zeng had actually come, and he was here looking for Qin Ning.
Most importantly, such an entity actually addressed him as Young Master Qin!
How could this be possible?
When they saw Elder Zeng walk in with Wu Shuyun, Xia Zhenye, Zhou Ping'an, and the others sitting on the sofa were also shocked and hurriedly stood up.
"Everyone, please sit. No need to be so polite with me."
Elder Zeng smiled and greeted everyone before turning his gaze to Qin Ning. "Qin Ning, please don't take offense at my presumptuous intrusion. And let me clarify beforehand, I wasn't monitoring you. Wang Yousheng happened to be picking someone up at the airport, saw you from afar, and came to tell me you had arrived in the capital."
"Elder Zeng is joking. I have great respect for you. Naturally, I'm happy that you came to see me in person. Please, sit."
Qin Ning smiled and invited him to sit before asking, "Elder Zeng must have a reason for making a special trip to find me in person, right? Feel free to speak your mind; there are no outsiders here."
His words made Zhou Ping'an, Xia Zhenye, and Wu Shuyun feel extremely flattered.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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?"

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.