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?"
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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
