He Fenghua was taken aback for a moment before quickly composing his expression. With a forced smile, he said, "I'm just happy for you! With such an achievement under your belt, it brings glory to me as your superior."
Gu Qingfeng returned a smile and replied, "Oh, I see. For a moment, I was worried you were planning to steal my achievements."
He Fenghua's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained his composure and smiled, "Steal? This Demon Elimination Token that records the death essence of demons belongs to you. Everything is officially registered with the Demon Suppression Bureau. Even if I wanted to steal it, I couldn't. You can rest assured. Besides, I'm an upright official - I would never stoop to such petty behavior."
"Ah, that puts my mind at ease then," Gu Qingfeng continued smiling.
"Ahem," He Fenghua cleared his throat. "Is there anything else?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head.
"Then you may leave. Go rest after your long journey."
"Yes, sir. I'll take my leave."
With that, Gu Qingfeng left.
He Fenghua stood there for a long while. After some time, he hurriedly ran to the door, looked left and right, and upon confirming that Gu Qingfeng had truly left, he let out a sigh of relief. He closed the door, hiding alone in the great hall, and continued laughing maniacally.
"Hahaha... What a fool! He actually believed it! Though the Demon Elimination Token is his and no one can take it away, the essence within it is captured by formations. All I need is a formation master to transfer all that essence to my token. Then, hahaha... all the credit will be mine!"
He Fenghua grew more excited as he thought about it, already envisioning himself getting promoted and reaching the pinnacle of success.
"Once I secure the credit and it becomes set in stone, no matter how much you struggle, no one will believe you with your lowly position! Hahaha... My promotion to Earth-rank Demon Eliminator is just around the corner!"
He Fenghua was so excited he couldn't sit still, like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the great hall, occasionally breaking into foolish laughter, clearly fantasizing about becoming an Earth-rank Demon Eliminator.
"Lord He, what are you laughing about again?"
He Fenghua was startled, his whole body trembling in fright. He turned to see a sneaky figure peering through the window.
It was none other than Gu Qingfeng!
"You... you! Why are you back?"
He Fenghua's heart was racing, partly from being startled by Gu Qingfeng, and partly from worry that Gu Qingfeng had overheard his earlier monologue.
The demon's death essence hadn't been transferred yet - he couldn't afford any complications now.
"I forgot something important, so I came back," Gu Qingfeng smiled as usual.
"What is it?"
"I forgot to take my Demon Elimination Token."
He Fenghua's expression immediately changed, his heart sinking, but he still maintained his composure and said, "How am I supposed to report your achievements if you take the token? This matter concerning the Seven Demon Generals requires a direct audience with Lord Li, the Heaven-rank Demon Eliminator. Someone of your rank couldn't possibly meet Lord Li."
"That's no problem. Couldn't you just take me with you to see Lord Li?"
"Nonsense!" He Fenghua shouted with false authority. "Who do you think you are? What right do you have to meet Lord Li? Leave now! I need to report to the Demon Suppression Bureau. If there's any delay, can you take responsibility?"
"Lord He, are you sure you won't return my token?"
He Fenghua's expression turned extremely ugly. "You heard everything just now?"
"Yes, I did. I also heard that you're going to become an Earth-rank Demon Eliminator. Congratulations!" Gu Qingfeng's smile grew even brighter.
He Fenghua's expression changed as rapidly as a Sichuan Opera face-changing performance. Finally, his expression turned vicious as he stared intently at Gu Qingfeng, snarling, "So what if you heard? I am going to steal your achievement - what can you do about it? You're insignificant; no one would believe you even if you shouted it from the rooftops!"
"Is that so?" Gu Qingfeng muttered, then took a deep breath, and...
"Help! Someone come quickly!!!" His shout was so loud it nearly lifted the roof.
"He Fenghua is stealing..."
Before Gu Qingfeng could finish, He Fenghua frantically rushed over to cover his mouth. Gu Qingfeng refused to let He Fenghua's dirty hands touch him and quickly stepped back to avoid him.
Then he prepared to shout again.
He Fenghua immediately surrendered: "Don't shout! Stop! Here, take it! Take it all!"
He Fenghua had no choice but to give in because the demon's death essence hadn't been transferred yet. If this came to light now, the evidence would be irrefutable. Not only would he fail to become an Earth-rank Demon Eliminator, but he might even lose his current position as a Dark-rank Demon Eliminator.
Gu Qingfeng smiled as he took back his Demon Elimination Token from He Fenghua's hands.
"See? Wasn't that easier than being naughty?"
"Get out! Get out of my sight!" He Fenghua screamed like an angry fishwife.
Gu Qingfeng remained unperturbed and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, saying, "Hush money."
He Fenghua exploded with rage, his fists clenching so tight they creaked, looking as if he might pounce on Gu Qingfeng at any moment.
However, he restrained himself, aware that they were in the Yin Mountain County branch of the Demon Suppression Bureau, surrounded by many watchful eyes.
"You dare ask me for hush money? Dream on!" He Fenghua said through gritted teeth.
Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng took another deep breath: "Help! Someone come! He..."
"Don't shout! How much do you want?" He Fenghua frantically interrupted.
Gu Qingfeng smiled and held up one finger: "One hundred taels."
He Fenghua suppressed his anger and pulled out a silver note worth one hundred taels from his robe and gave it to Gu Qingfeng.
However, Gu Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Gold."
"One hundred taels of gold!? Why don't you just rob me outright!"
Gu Qingfeng smiled slightly: "What do you think I'm doing right now?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
