After Ye Tong finished her tasks, Xu Mu didn’t immediately pull her back to their room. Instead, he took out the Qi Sea Pills he had refined.
With the additional one he had just drawn, he now had four in total.
Two of them were naturally reserved for Ye Tong and Ye Yu.
Barring any surprises, just one pill would be enough to elevate them to the Dark Force level.
As for the remaining two, he planned to give them to Xu Ningbing and Xu Shou.
Though he wasn’t sure if his father needed them—he probably had his own methods.
"Brother-in-law! That woman is no good!"
Ye Yu pouted, tugging at Xu Mu’s arm.
"Xiao Yu, don’t talk nonsense. Be generous," Ye Tong said with a smile, lightly patting her sister’s head.
"Sis! You’re too generous. What if someone else steals brother-in-law away? What will you do then?"
Ye Yu shot Ye Tong a sidelong glance.
"Impossible!"
Xu Mu turned to Ye Yu. "Unless I’m dead, I’ll never leave your sister! She’s my wife, now and forever!"
He wasn’t lying—those words were the truth.
Just like how, after getting to know Ye Tong, he had proactively changed her contact name to "Wife" in his phone.
He had already decided: Ye Tong was his.
[Affection Points +30]
Hearing this, Ye Tong lowered her head shyly.
With such heartfelt words, if he wanted a duet tonight, she wouldn’t even know how to refuse.
"But… what if someone tries to seduce you? There are so many temptations out there—someone might succeed, right?"
Ye Yu stared at Xu Mu.
"So what if they do? Whoever succeeds, I’ll just bring her home," Ye Tong answered for Xu Mu.
"Sis… you’re really something," Ye Yu muttered, utterly baffled by her sister’s mindset.
"Alright, enough about this," Xu Mu clapped his hands, signaling for them to quiet down. "I’ve got two more pills—one for each of you."
He handed the pills to them.
Ye Tong examined the blue pill in her palm and whispered, "These must be incredibly rare, right?"
She had heard her father speak of ancient martial artists before.
Back then, their Ye family was wealthy and influential.
Yet, they only had one ancient martial artist—a bodyguard her father had hired at great expense.
But Xu Mu had already elevated them to that level with just a few pills.
This one in her hand felt even more precious than the previous ones.
"Compared to your safety, what does something like this matter?" Xu Mu said, looking at her. "Lately, we’ve provoked some hidden families. When I’m not around, you need to protect yourselves."
[Affection Points +20]
Ye Tong’s cheeks flushed as she swallowed the pill.
Ye Yu followed suit, her thoughts drifting to her parents.
If they had been ancient martial artists, it wouldn’t have been so easy for others to harm them.
That was why she wanted to grow stronger.
The moment the Qi Sea Pills entered their bodies, they felt an overwhelming surge of energy coursing through them.
"Alright, time to rest," Xu Mu said, taking Ye Tong’s hand and heading upstairs.
"Brother-in-law, the pill’s effects haven’t even kicked in yet!" Ye Yu called out.
"The Qi Sea Pill isn’t an instant boost. Its effects will fully manifest over the next two or three days," Xu Mu explained before disappearing into the bedroom with Ye Tong.
Tonight, they had both had a bit to drink, so there were no elaborate games—Xu Mu took the lead.
...
The next morning, Xu Mu woke up early, realizing he could draw prizes again—all thanks to Ye Tong.
He opened his system panel and checked his Heavenly Destiny Power first.
At the moment, it only allowed him to enhance others’ stats, with no additional abilities.
Still, he had a feeling there was more to it.
He clicked the roulette for a ten-draw, curious about his luck today.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 30 Cultivation Points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 20 Attribute Points.]
Xu Mu nodded to himself—a standard start, but not bad.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Earth-tier cultivation manual: Phoenix Flame Sword Heart Technique.]
Xu Mu frowned at this.
Another heart technique, and an Earth-tier one at that. He’d have to study it later.
If it was powerful enough, he might even practice it himself.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Earth-tier technique: Phoenix Flame Sword.]
Well, no need to practice—he already mastered it.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 40 Cultivation Points.]
...
This round of draws ultimately netted him an Earth-tier technique.
Aside from practicing it himself, he could also teach it to others.
In total, he gained 165 Cultivation Points and 90 Attribute Points.
Following routine, he allocated them all, further boosting his strength.
Once everything was settled, he checked his updated stats.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villainous Saint Body, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Early Divine Ability Stage
Physique: 725
Spirit: 725
Cultivation Value: 500 (Max: 800)
Heavenly Destiny Power: 1032
Satisfied, Xu Mu nodded. Just two or three more ten-draws, and he’d be ready for another breakthrough.
As he got up to freshen up, his phone buzzed—an unknown number.
After a brief hesitation, he answered.
"Xu Shao, it’s me."
A voice came from the opposite side—it was Chen Cai.
...
Feng Kang had been on edge these past two days, obsessively checking the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" software whenever he had a moment.
Yet, there was still no news about Xu Mu's murder.
He had repeatedly contacted customer support, only to receive the same response: "The mission is still in progress."
Now, seated at the stone table in his estate, Feng Kang massaged his temples and muttered, "What’s going on with Mr. Lin? Why can’t I reach him?"
Without Lin Yang, he felt utterly vulnerable.
He had boasted so much before, claiming that the Feng family was also a hidden, powerful clan.
But without Lin Yang, what was he?
His home had been easily breached, and Chen Cai had been rescued right under his nose.
What if next time, the intruders came to kill him?
"Dad! Something’s happened!"
Feng Ruili’s voice rang out from a distance as he rushed over, phone in hand, his face frantic.
"What is it?" Feng Kang asked, frowning.
Feng Ruili shoved the phone in front of him. "Look, it’s all over the morning news in Jiangbei."
Feng Kang stared at the video: several excavators demolishing a house, an elderly man standing in their path—only to be crushed without hesitation.
The footage then cut to a group of men in suits, their faces masked, wielding machetes as they smashed doors and walls.
Next, a pixelated middle-aged man sat in a chair, his voice thick with regret:
"I can’t live with myself. It’s haunted me all these years—the things we did under Feng Kang’s orders, the forced demolitions, the shady deals..."
Then, a pixelated woman sobbed on screen:
"Feng Kang’s son, Feng Ruili, is no saint either. Back when they ran loan sharking operations, I couldn’t repay them, so he forced me into a club. I saw it with my own eyes—a woman who refused to obey had her legs broken."
...
Feng Kang watched, his vision blurring, on the verge of collapse.
Who was behind this?
They were trying to destroy him.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
