Feng Kang's phone was logged into Lin Yang's account, where the customer service informed him that one of the targets had been eliminated.
A photo had even been uploaded.
Upon checking the photo, it was indeed Dai Xiao.
Feng Kang was overjoyed.
That bastard Dai Xiao was finally dead—what a relief!
How dare he cuckold Feng Kang? Dying so easily was too merciful.
Feng Kang felt no guilt whatsoever. In Yang City, Dai Xiao was a man everyone wanted dead.
It was just that the Dai Family was too powerful, and no one dared to cross them.
In a way, Feng Kang had done the city a favor.
Feng Kang now walked to the second-floor bedroom and pushed the door open.
Chen Cai was still asleep but immediately scrambled out of bed at the sound.
After days of torment, her face had grown noticeably gaunt.
"Husband! I was wrong, please forgive me!"
The moment she saw Feng Kang enter, Chen Cai dropped to her knees.
Feng Kang’s expression was icy as he crouched in front of her, gripping her hair. "Do you know why I’ve kept you alive this long?"
Terrified, Chen Cai shook her head slightly, tears streaming down her face.
Feng Kang shoved his phone in front of her.
When Chen Cai saw the image of Dai Xiao, her entire body trembled.
"What? You thought cozying up to Dai Xiao would protect you? That I couldn’t touch him? The Dai Family means nothing—he’s dead all the same!"
Feng Kang glared at her. "Now it’s your turn."
"Husband… please! No!"
Just as Chen Cai sobbed, Feng Kang felt his phone vibrate.
Seeing another message from "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons," he tapped it open—it was from the customer service agent "Dancing Under the Moonlight."
The agent informed him that the assassin had arrived at the Feng Family residence to eliminate the second target.
Feng Kang immediately released Chen Cai’s hair and turned to leave.
He went downstairs and personally stepped out to greet the assassin.
At the estate’s front gate, he was surprised to see that this time, the assassin was a woman.
"Hello, I’m Feng Kang."
"My surname is Fan."
Fan Shiyu walked toward him and handed Feng Kang her phone. "If you don’t trust the photo, there’s video proof here."
"Of course I trust you, Miss Fan."
Despite his words, Feng Kang took the phone and checked.
Seeing that Dai Xiao was indeed dead, he finally relaxed.
He turned and led Fan Shiyu toward the distant villa.
Fan Shiyu’s expression remained indifferent. "We’re running a promotion—buy one, get one free. Xu Mu is the complimentary target. Send me his information and frequent locations."
"I’ve already prepared it."
Feng Kang smiled as they entered the villa. He retrieved a dossier from the table and handed it to Fan Shiyu.
Fan Shiyu opened the folder and first examined Xu Mu’s photo.
Even though she knew it was likely just a coincidence, she couldn’t shake a sense of unease.
But when she saw the face in the photo, she froze.
Meanwhile, Xu Mu had already returned home with Xu Ningbing.
On the way, he called Ye Tong and learned she hadn’t gone to work today.
She hadn’t slept at all last night, waiting for him.
Not just her—Ye Yu had stayed with Ye Tong too.
It wasn’t until Xu Ningbing called past 3 a.m. that they finally relaxed.
Xu Family Estate.
Xu Mu and Xu Ningbing arrived home first.
In the living room, they found Xu Shou sitting on the sofa, smoking.
The moment he saw them, his face darkened. "Xu Ningbing, explain yourself. What were you thinking?"
Xu Ningbing lowered her head and recounted the events in broad strokes.
Honestly, it was the first time she’d ever seen Xu Shou angry.
In the past, no matter what Xu Mu or she did, he’d just laugh it off without a care.
"Reckless! A mere Mingjin practitioner, daring to venture into a ruin? That’s no place for you!" Xu Shou snapped. "What if both of you had died in there?"
"Dad, I’m sorry."
Xu Ningbing was filled with remorse, especially knowing Xu Mu had risked his life to save her.
If anything had happened to him, she wouldn’t have been able to face Xu Shou.
"Sorry isn’t enough!"
Xu Shou turned to Xu Mu. "Slap her a few times for me—teach her a lesson!"
Xu Mu glanced at Xu Ningbing’s face, then chuckled. "Old man, isn’t that a bit much? Nothing bad happened in the end."
"Do it! I deserve it! I almost got you killed!" Xu Ningbing shut her eyes, bracing herself.
"I didn’t say slap her face—hit her backside!" Xu Shou clarified.
"Huh?" Xu Ningbing’s eyes flew open. "Dad, I’d rather you let him slap my face—"
Smack!
Before she could finish, Xu Mu’s palm landed.
A rosy flush instantly spread across Xu Ningbing’s cheeks.
"Sorry, sis. Father’s orders—this son doesn’t dare disobey!"
As he spoke, Xu Mu delivered a few more playful smacks.
Her cheeks felt oddly springy, like gummy candy.
Xu Ningbing wished she could vanish into the ground, but since it was Xu Shou’s command, she had no choice but to endure it.
Only then did Xu Shou finally smile in satisfaction.
They talked for a while longer, and Xu Shou was secretly astonished.
He hadn’t expected Xu Ningbing to be so lucky—she’d actually absorbed a divine herb.
But he was even more shocked by Xu Mu’s actions.
Though he would’ve preferred his son hadn’t taken such risks.
But deep down, he felt a surge of admiration—he never expected his son to have such courage, a true reflection of his own younger days.
Reading this, Xu Shou grew even more eager to see how these two would react once they discovered they weren’t blood-related.
Xu Shou waved Xu Mu off, urging him to hurry back and check on Ye Tong.
Xu Mu nodded, then drove away.
...
Upon arriving home,
This time, Ye Tong, Ye Yu, and Meng Wanyue all came out to greet him.
Xu Mu stepped out of the car with a smile. "What’s going on? Miss me so much after just one night apart?"
"Brother-in-law! Where have you been? If you don’t give us a proper explanation today, I’m ignoring you from now on!"
Ye Yu rushed over first, playfully pounding Xu Mu’s chest with her fists.
At first, they hadn’t been too worried—after all, it wasn’t unusual for Xu Mu to stay out overnight.
But around eight o’clock, Xu Shou called, asking about Xu Mu’s whereabouts.
That was when the sisters realized how serious the situation was.
They frantically called and messaged Xu Mu, but he never responded, leaving them terrified that something had happened to him.
"Of course I’ll explain. I was out saving someone."
Xu Mu patted Ye Yu’s head before walking over to Ye Tong. "Sorry for worrying you."
"As long as you’re safe," Ye Tong replied with a gentle smile.
"Don’t worry—tonight, I’ll make it up to you with a piano duet to replace last night’s."
Xu Mu grinned and gave Ye Tong’s shoulder a light tap.
"Wha—?"
Ye Tong was utterly stunned.
"Wanyue, be patient for a few more days. I’ll give you an opportunity then."
Xu Mu flashed Meng Wanyue a knowing smile.
Meng Wanyue was currently his top lieutenant, and once his Qi Sea Pill was successfully refined,
he’d definitely reward her with one.
The group headed into the villa together, where Ye Tong immediately went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Knowing Xu Mu was coming back, she’d already made several dishes in advance.
After reheating the food, they all gathered around the dining table.
Just as Xu Mu was about to eat, he noticed a car pulling up outside their home.
Through his heightened senses, he spotted Fan Shiyu sitting in the back seat.

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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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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?"