When Fang Linjie, his face hidden beneath a cloak, stood before the Order's stronghold, he felt a bit bewildered. His journey back had been trouble-free, but something seemed off.
For instance, a line of carefully framed, large characters was pasted on the classic doors in front of him.
"Demon Public Service Agency."
"Undertaking the following services: demonic possession, supernatural events, crime adjudication..."
What kind of trick was the Order playing now?
Confused, he took off his hood. Suddenly, two people walked by. He hastily pulled his hood back up, afraid of scaring them, but surprisingly, the two approached him: "Um, are you a demon?"
Fang Linjie looked completely dumbfounded.
The man who spoke seemed a bit anxious. "I heard that you guys have already solved over a dozen demonic possession cases here. Could you please show us the way?"
Fang Linjie remained staring blankly.
Has the world gone mad, or has he? Is this the consequence of selling one's soul?
Seeing him stay silent, the other person tugged at their companion, carefully bypassed him, and pushed the door open to enter.
Fang Linjie paused for a moment before pushing the door open with lingering doubt. Inside, things had completely changed. The original statues were nowhere to be seen, the cumbersome pews had been removed, and there were now eight service windows inside the church, all of which were currently very busy.
At the window closest to him, an old woman was rambling, "My grandson just visited a haunted house, and he's had a high fever ever since he came back. Why won't you believe me?"
Behind the glass, the long-haired woman dropped her head. A few seconds later, her face changed. Her eyes grew larger, her pupils clearly non-human, and when she opened her mouth, a forked tongue flicked up and down.
"Old lady, I've told you several times, your grandson just has a fever! A fever! Why are you coming to us instead of going to the hospital!"
"Nonsense! The exorcist already said it's a demonic possession! Are you going to help or not?"
"We'll help, we'll help!" The demon looked a bit helpless and whispered a few words to her human colleague beside her. The colleague quickly opened a side door, walked out, and helped the old woman up. "Let's go, I'll perform an exorcism for you."
"Can you do it?"
"Of course I can!"
Fang Linjie clearly saw the demon make a hand gesture to the human colleague brushing past him, mouthing the words: Take her to the hospital.
Wait, what? He just took a trip out of town, and things changed this much? Demons? These are all demons here!
Could it be that their plan succeeded?
Faced with someone stepping up to ask what service he needed, he felt a bit awkward and could only detach the shriveled head hanging at his waist.
"Exchanging for a bounty? We don't offer that service at the moment."
"No, isn't this the Order? Where is the Order?"
Fang Linjie couldn't hold it in anymore; he was completely messed up by the current situation.
"The Order? The Order is finished," the staff member said casually. "This is the Abyss's territory now." He looked Fang Linjie up and down, then narrowed his eyes. In that instant, his eyes rapidly turned pitch black.
"You are a remnant of the Order."
As soon as these words were spoken, several demons around them looked over, their gazes clearly hostile.
No kidding, they had gone through a lot of trouble to get these humans to barely accept them in order to complete the New King's mission. If someone ruined things now, it would be a disaster! Thinking of the employee manual issued by the New King, they all felt a lingering fear.
Fang Linjie immediately turned and ran. He couldn't understand the situation, but it was obvious he was surrounded. There was only one way to survive now: break out!
Fortunately, only the two humans who had asked for directions earlier were behind him. He darted past them, his hood falling back to reveal a face full of demonic features.
Just as he was about to reach the door handle, the door suddenly opened.
In that instant, Fang Linjie slammed on the brakes, staring blankly at the woman walking in.
The word Mom caught in his throat.
Due to this momentary hesitation, the demons chasing from behind pinned him down.
"Greetings, Lady Queen!" A demon saw Fang's Mother and immediately stood up straight to greet her. The other demons nodded repeatedly, not daring to loosen their grip on Fang Linjie's arms at all.
"Good, good, you all look very energetic. Who is this..." Fang's Mother looked at the demon they had caught.
Fang Linjie's mind was in total chaos. What Lady Queen? Had his soul already fallen into the Abyss?
"Xiao Jie?" Fang's Mother suddenly widened her eyes. Even though her son had transformed like this, she recognized him at a glance.
Fang Linjie blankly raised his head and opened his mouth, but no words came out.
However, Fang's Mother's words stunned the demons. "Lady Queen, you know this guy? He claimed to be from the Order..."
"Xiao Jie!" Fang's Mother hugged her son. The demons quickly let go and stepped back.
Damn it, we're in trouble.
Fang Linjie finally saw his younger brother. His brother was very busy, though, with a stack of documents in front of him that he was currently signing.
Fang's Mother told him about what had happened recently.
"Your brother, you see, met a few good demons."
There are good demons?
"Then they said they have rules and regulations, and that demons harassing humans is a felony. They hoped your brother could help ease the relationship with humans. Later, this Order building became their office," Fang's Mother rambled on. "At first, everyone was scared, but when problems arose, they were really responsible in solving them. Your classmate was almost dead, and they were the ones who saved him."
"Your brother said he wanted to set up some kind of company, and those demons all volunteered to be his subordinates." Fang's Mother even sounded a bit proud. "I was a little worried at first, but looking at it now, demons really do have good and bad ones."
Fang Linjie stared blankly at his brother. Right now, Fang Zhiyi looked a bit unfamiliar, because he was currently cursing out those bizarrely-shaped possessed beings, scolding them so harshly they didn't even dare to lift their heads.
Mom, are you sure they joined "voluntarily"? These demons are trembling at the sight of Fang Zhiyi!
Fang Linjie felt a bit devastated. He had gone through untold hardships trying to save his brother from the demons, and now you're telling me Fang Zhiyi has become their direct boss? Is this right?
The bad news was that he couldn't change back to his original appearance; the demon contract was still in effect. The good news was that he still maintained his human consciousness and was directly hired into his brother's company.
The even worse news was that the company had an extreme amount of rules and regulations, which every demon had to familiarize themselves with and memorize.
Fang Linjie felt that this company was far more terrifying than the Abyss.
"Wait, don't demons need to sleep? Working twenty hours a day?"
"No need, have you ever seen a demon sleep?"
"What does deducting performance bonuses mean?"
"That's an evaluation standard. Bro, you're an exception, you're a nepotism hire."
"Motherf..."
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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.”
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?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
