"Su Fugui! You're done! You're completely done!"
In the dimly lit street, Tang Mo pointed at Su Fugui with his finger.
At this moment, the slap mark and teeth on Tang Mo's face had already healed to their original state.
It was clear that he had received treatment from the Tang family.
Beside Tang Mo stood a woman dressed in black tight-fitting clothing.
The woman in black had a tall and perfect figure, with two full and rounded curves on her chest that even the tight-fitting outfit couldn't contain.
Her face was covered by an intricately textured mask, revealing only her eyes.
Though her full features couldn't be seen, her sharp gaze suggested she was undoubtedly a stunning beauty!
Seeing Su Fugui's eyes fixed on the woman, Tang Mo smirked with satisfaction.
"Do you know who this woman is? She's my most loyal guard—Night Shadow!"
"Guess what her cultivation level is?"
"Early Second Realm!!!"
"That's a whole realm higher than you, you filthy beggar!"
"How can you even compare?"
As Tang Mo spoke, he tried to slap Night Shadow's buttocks, hoping to show off.
Look, I have such an exceptional woman, and you don't. How does that feel?
In the next second, Night Shadow stepped back, avoiding Tang Mo's hand.
Her cold voice came from behind the mask.
"Young Master Tang Mo, I am a killer you privately hired with five gold coins. I am not your loyal servant. Please behave yourself."
"Can't you just play along? Fine, I'll pay you more!"
Tang Mo said angrily.
Night Shadow waved her hand dismissively.
"Sorry, even more money won't do. This isn't about money; it's about your behavior crossing the line."
"Fine, fine! Just break that guy's limbs over there! Got it?"
Tang Mo waved his hand impatiently.
Then he turned to Su Fugui and sneered.
"You're finished! I'm going to make you wish you were dead!"
"I'll have your limbs broken and turn you into a eunuch, then hang you in my family's restroom!"
"You won't even get the luxury of death!"
Tang Mo continued his arrogant taunts.
Su Fugui, looking utterly unimpressed, said,
"You idiot, stop fantasizing already."
"Su Fugui, I'll f*** your mom! Night Shadow, get him!!!"
Boom!
As soon as Tang Mo finished speaking, Night Shadow's figure instantly vanished from her spot!
"So fast!"
Su Fugui was startled.
As an early First Realm cultivator, his reflexes were far quicker than an ordinary person's.
Yet, even in his eyes, all he could see was a black blur rushing toward him!
Without time to think, Su Fugui instantly drew a sword from behind his back and held it in front of him.
This sword was something he had bought in an antique street, rumored to have belonged to a Third Realm wandering swordsman.
At the time, a treasure appraiser had also taken a liking to the sword and mocked Su Fugui, saying he couldn't possibly afford it.
In the end, Su Fugui had publicly humiliated the man.
Clang—!
The sharp sound of metal clashing echoed.
Only then did Su Fugui finally catch a glimpse of Night Shadow's figure.
She was holding two short daggers in her hands.
Though the daggers had a short attack range, they were highly agile.
Each could be wielded with one hand, and the two blades complemented each other perfectly.
Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!
In the blink of an eye, Night Shadow slashed out three times.
Su Fugui's arms went numb from the impact, and one of his wrists snapped instantly!
"Damn it!!!!"
Su Fugui quickly retreated in shock.
But as soon as he stepped back, Night Shadow closed the distance again.
Su Fugui could even feel something soft pressing against his neck.
But there was no time to think about what it was!
Night Shadow raised her dagger, aiming to stab Su Fugui's temple.
"Damn it! You're forcing my hand!!!!"
Su Fugui frowned and unleashed his secret move!
"Ahhhhhh!"
Su Fugui roared as he lowered his head!
"!!!!"
Night Shadow was startled and instantly kicked Su Fugui's leg, creating distance between them.
"You! What are you doing? You disgusting man!!!"
Night Shadow cursed, glancing down at herself.
Then, with a look of disgust, she picked up a towel and began meticulously wiping herself.
"Ha! I knew it! This assassin woman hates being touched by strangers!"
Su Fugui lay on the ground, clutching his thigh and grinning through the pain.
He had gambled correctly.
And he had won!
Once Night Shadow finished cleaning herself, she looked up with a look of disdain.
"You disgusting man, I'll—"
Clink!
Before Night Shadow could finish, Su Fugui pulled out ten gold coins and dropped them on the ground.
Night Shadow froze in place.
Su Fugui smiled victoriously and said,
"Kill Tang Mo for me."
"Eh? That's... that's not appropriate..."
Clink!
Another ten gold coins.
"Kill Tang Mo."
"We assassins have a code of honor. We can't just—"
Clink!
Another ten gold coins.
By now, Tang Mo had finally realized what was happening.
Sweat poured down his face as he roared and charged at Su Fugui, aiming to kick him to death.
At that moment, Night Shadow suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang Mo's wrist.
"Young Master Tang, no rush. Let's see if we can squeeze a bit more out of him before we finish him off,"
Night Shadow said calmly.
"Ah, ahaha, really?"
Tang Mo asked nervously, his face drenched in sweat.
Clink!
Clink!
Fifty gold coins—Su Fugui pulled out every last one he had.
Then he smiled and said,
"I have another fifty gold coins at home."
Splat!
As soon as the words left his mouth, blood splattered everywhere.
It was Tang Mo's blood.
Night Shadow flicked her wrist, elegantly cleaning her dagger of blood.
Not a single drop stained her body.
She walked over, collected the gold coins, and said coldly,
"My older brother is a top-tier assassin with Third Realm cultivation. If you dare to have any ill intentions toward me, you won't be able to handle the consequences."
"Of course not,"
Su Fugui chuckled, struggling to his feet.
With a broken thigh and a fractured wrist, it was no easy task.
At that moment, Night Shadow tossed Su Fugui a medicinal pill.
Su Fugui swallowed the pill and immediately felt his body begin to heal rapidly.
In about six hours, his fractures would be completely healed!
Leaning against the wall, Su Fugui managed to stand up and said,
"Interested in a long-term partnership? If you become my personal guard, I'll pay you five gold coins a day."
"Oh? And what exactly do you mean by 'personal'?"
Night Shadow asked, glancing at Su Fugui.
To be fair, Su Fugui, dressed up as he was, was quite handsome.
If not for his somewhat slender build, he might have been even more attractive.
For someone who was both good-looking and wealthy, Night Shadow didn't seem too opposed to the idea of him touching her anymore.
"Haha, maybe a bit of everything,"
Su Fugui said, extending his hand.
Night Shadow also reached out her hand.
In the next moment.
Whack!
Night Shadow suddenly slapped Su Fugui's shoulder, sending him flying two meters back.
Su Fugui crashed to the ground, groaning in pain.
He looked up, about to ask why.
Then.
Boom!!!
A loud explosion echoed, and debris flew everywhere.
Su Fugui saw a long spear smash into the spot where he had just been standing.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”

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Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"