Isabella smiled as she approached Xu Shou. "Good day, Chairman Xu."
"You're too kind, miss. I happen to have some free time now. What would you like to know?"
Xu Shou had previously considered that in the domestic market, the Xu Family had enough capital and didn’t necessarily need partners.
But the international market was a different story.
Foreign regulations were entirely unlike those at home.
Without a strong collaborator, even if you could earn money, there was no guarantee you could take it with you.
After all that hard work, they might slap you with some obscure law and fine you.
Then you’d end up losing money while working for nothing.
"I’d like to learn more about your weight-loss drug," Isabella got straight to the point.
Obesity had always been a global challenge. If they could truly solve it, the value would be immeasurable.
"Of course. Follow me. The development of our weight-loss drug took several years. It was only after my son, Xu Mu, made improvements that it became what it is today."
Xu Shou didn’t hold back in praising Xu Mu.
Hearing this, Isabella couldn’t help but glance back at Xu Mu. She hadn’t expected him to be involved in the drug’s development.
This man really wasn’t simple.
Once they reached the hall, Xu Shou explained Isabella’s purpose for visiting.
As the person in charge here, Li Yun immediately came over.
To dispel rumors, she had spent the past few days cramming the company’s corporate culture, the weight-loss drug’s development history, and its future value.
Li Yun stood tall and delivered a fluent introduction.
Xu Shou nodded subtly to himself. When it came to the company’s culture and philosophy, Li Yun spoke effortlessly.
Of course, he knew this woman had been placed here by Xu Mu.
He had initially assumed she was just close to Xu Mu, but now it seemed she genuinely had ability.
While they were talking, Xu Ningbing approached Xu Mu and led him away.
"What’s the matter?"
Xu Mu looked at Xu Ningbing curiously.
"Remember the place I mentioned to you before? It’s been days, and there’s still no word from those people."
Xu Ningbing stared at Xu Mu. "Why don’t we go take a look?"
Xu Mu hesitated briefly. "I’ll go. I don’t want you in danger."
"But I’m a martial artist now!"
Xu Ningbing said coolly.
"Your skills are still too weak. Besides, you’re a woman."
Xu Mu sighed helplessly.
"What does being a woman have to do with it? If I don’t go out and gain experience, how will I improve?"
With that, Xu Ningbing turned to leave. "I’m not someone who fears death."
"Look at you, acting all tough. We need to plan this carefully."
Xu Mu called after her retreating figure.
...
Meanwhile, Feng Kang was in the courtyard of a villa.
Lin Yang was also there. Since this was his own residence, he wasn’t wearing his disguise.
"Mr. Lin, this stain might follow me for the rest of my life. I can’t swallow this injustice."
Feng Kang slammed his fist onto the armrest of the sofa. "I want Dai Xiao dead! I want Xu Mu dead!"
"When we first agreed to work together, it was clear—I would only help you deal with the Xu Family."
Lin Yang smiled faintly. "But there is a way to deal with Dai Xiao as well."
Feng Kang asked, "What should I do?"
"Hire an assassin, of course. Your company has plenty of money. Just allocate some funds and hire a top-tier killer."
Lin Yang sat across from him, still smiling.
"I’ve heard rumors about this before. I know the Dragon Kingdom has legendary assassins on the Death List, but I don’t have any connections."
At Feng Kang’s level, he was privy to many secrets.
"I can help you reach them."
Lin Yang took out his phone and opened an app called "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons."
He moved to sit beside Feng Kang and tapped the screen.
"What’s this? Can you really hire assassins through here?"
Feng Kang tilted his head to look, inwardly shocked.
"Exactly. The organization behind this app is the same one that ranks the Death List. But the top assassins are the elite—even with the app, you can’t hire them directly."
Lin Yang glanced at Feng Kang. "You need to complete ten transactions first before you can even request their services. And even then, the assassins on the Death List have the right to refuse."
"That’s complicated."
Feng Kang frowned.
But thinking about it, it made sense. If they were that easy to contact,
the Cleaners would have already taken them out.
"Let me show you how to use it. The recommended assassins are too expensive. Click on the promotions section instead."
Lin Yang tapped into the app’s event page.
Feng Kang took the phone and studied the screen. It was filled with advertisements from different organizations.
Heaven’s Execution: "Celebrating five years since our founding! Special promotion: Deposit 100 million, get 50 million free—no upper limit!"
One Sword, One Kill: "Veteran mentoring newcomers—two assassins for the price of one!"
Dance Under the Moon: "Another member of our organization has entered the Death List rankings! Current promotion: Buy one kill, get one free!"
...
Feng Kang stared at the flashy ad slogans, completely bewildered.
"Mr. Lin… is this for real?"
The blinking ads reminded him of those shady pop-ups on risky websites.
It all seemed a little too fake.
"Do you think I’d waste my time joking with you?"
Lin Yang’s expression darkened slightly.
"Don’t misunderstand, Mr. Lin."
Feng Kang quickly waved his hands.
Lin Yang was a formidable martial artist with connections to the Rothschild family.
He wouldn’t deliberately scam him.
"There are many assassin organizations, and competition is fierce. For example, the top ten assassins on the Death List have all founded their own groups."
Lin Yang explained. "If you don’t run promotions, how can you compete with the others?"
"That makes sense. I think this ‘Dance Under the Moon’ looks good—buy one, get one free."
Feng Kang pointed at the screen. "Perfect for taking out both Dai Xiao and Xu Mu."
"This organization is strong. It was founded by a woman, currently ranked fifth on the Death List."
Lin Yang clicked on Dance Under the Moon. Their logo was a crescent moon.
Once inside, Feng Kang noticed the organization’s brief description:
"We do not kill the righteous."
Then, a message from Dance Under the Moon popped up—the same ad slogan as before.
Celebrating their newest member’s entry into the Death List, they were offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal.
Shortly after, a customer service message appeared:
"Dear customer, who would you like to eliminate?"
Feng Kang realized he could send voice messages. He pressed the button and said, "You’re running a promotion, right? I need two people taken care of."
Dance Under the Moon: "Dear customer, please fill out the form below. We will first verify the targets’ moral standing."
Feng Kang saw the information fields appear and promptly entered details for Xu Mu and Dai Xiao—photos, names, locations, and identities.
After submitting, he waited.
Dance Under the Moon: "Dear customer, we are currently screening. Please hold."
Feng Kang turned to Lin Yang. "Mr. Lin, how much do you think this will cost?"
"Prices vary by country and target status. The Dragon Kingdom is the safest country in the world, with organizations like the Cleaners. That makes it the most expensive."
Lin Yang explained. "I’ve carried out missions in the Middle East before. Do you know how much a life costs there? Just a few hundred, and someone will take the risk."
Feng Kang nodded silently. He was aware of that much.
"As for the prices of Xu Mu and Dai Xiao, needless to say, Dai Xiao's price must be higher."
Lin Yang continued.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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?"

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?"

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.”