"After this, you’ll reach a stronger realm—the Golden Body."
Xu Mu looked at Xu Ningbing. "This realm has another name: Grandmaster."
"Grandmaster?"
Xu Ningbing was inwardly shocked, then asked, "Does the body turn golden in this realm?"
"No, the Golden Body isn’t literally gold. It’s just a general term. At this level, the Qi you emit is no longer scattered like stars."
Xu Mu raised his arm to explain. "Instead, your entire body surface will be completely enveloped in the color of your Qi."
"What comes after? What’s the next realm after Golden Body?"
Xu Ningbing pressed further.
"Don’t ask me. The senior I know only told me this much. You should ask Dad if he knows."
Xu Mu clasped his hands behind his head and grinned at Xu Shou.
Once you reach the Grandmaster realm, you can practically walk unchallenged in the secular world.
But for powerful sects, it’s still nothing.
Some sects have existed for thousands of years—their heritage is far beyond what the secular world can compare to.
Of course, apart from sects, there are also those… non-human beings.
"Dad, what’s the next realm after that?" Xu Ningbing asked with a smile.
"You’re only at the Dark Force stage now. Why worry about that?"
Xu Shou waved her off. "Forget Grandmaster—just focus on reaching the Divine Ability realm first. Once you get there, our Xu family will be considered a hidden clan."
Xu Ningbing pouted slightly before clenching her fists. "It’s just a few realms away. Just wait and see!"
Xu Shou smiled. Those "few realms" were an insurmountable chasm for most people in their lifetime.
"By the way, I got two good things this time."
Xu Mu took out two Qi Sea Pills. "One for each of you."
Xu Shou’s eyes widened at the sight of the pills in Xu Mu’s hand. "Qi Sea Pills?! Where did you get these?"
"The old senior gave them to me," Xu Mu replied with a smile.
Seeing Xu Shou’s reaction, Xu Ningbing guessed the pills were extraordinary. She asked, "Dad, are these really valuable?"
"A seventh-grade Qi Sea Pill is something even a hidden clan with Grandmasters can’t afford to waste."
Xu Shou looked deeply at Xu Mu. "That senior must have high hopes for you. You should keep these for yourself."
"I’ve already taken two. Just take them."
Xu Mu grinned at Xu Shou.
Xu Shou hesitated before shaking his head. "These are too precious. Give one to Ningbing. It’d be a waste for me to take one."
Xu Mu roughly understood Xu Shou’s reasoning. His strength was currently in a recovery phase.
Taking a Qi Sea Pill would only speed up his restoration, but his recovery rate was already decent—a seventh-grade pill would indeed be overkill.
"Alright, I’ll keep this one then. Sis, here’s yours!"
Xu Mu nodded, handing one to Xu Ningbing and keeping the other for later.
He’d give it to whoever needed it most in the future—he definitely wouldn’t need it himself.
[Affection +20]
Xu Ningbing felt increasingly grateful toward Xu Mu.
Thinking back, ever since she became a martial artist, Xu Mu had been helping her at every step.
The only exception was when she obtained a divine herb, but even then, she might not have survived without Xu Mu’s help.
"Xiao Mu, thank you," Xu Ningbing said softly.
"No need for thanks. We’re family."
As Xu Mu spoke, his phone buzzed.
He checked it and saw a message from Fan Shiyu.
She informed him that her eldest sister had already set out to deal with him.
Xu Mu sighed helplessly. That woman really was a handful.
What, was he supposed to throw a beauty at her to solve the problem?
"I’ve got something to handle. I’ll head out first."
After saying goodbye, Xu Mu pondered his options and eventually thought of someone—Jiang Huihui.
Looks like he’d have to help her score another achievement.
......
Meng Wanyue was still cultivating an Earth-grade technique, and Xu Mu didn’t want to disturb her.
Besides, even if Meng Wanyue reached the mid-stage of Gang Qi, she still wouldn’t be a match for Yun Wu, the Dancer.
The ideal solution was still to find a Cleaner.
He drove toward Yang City and called Jiang Huihui on the way.
The moment Jiang Huihui heard about a Death List assassin, she excitedly hopped on her electric scooter and rushed to the Yang City branch office.
"Huihui."
Xu Mu spotted her from afar—her valiant figure unmistakable.
He parked in the company lot and walked over to her.
"Where’s the assassin? Is their rank high on the Death List? Why do people keep trying to kill you?"
Jiang Huihui fired off three questions the moment she saw him.
"The assassin should arrive today. No idea about their rank. As for why people keep trying to kill me..."
Xu Mu thought for a moment before explaining, "It’s because most of them are sent by the same person."
"Same person?"
Jiang Huihui blew a bubble with her gum. "Then why don’t you just—"
She cut herself off mid-sentence.
Xu Mu smirked. "Just what? Kill them? Is that something a Cleaner should be saying?"
"I didn’t say that."
Jiang Huihui turned her face away. "So, what’s the plan now?"
"Just take me around Yang City for a casual ride. It’ll be a good chance for me to see what your daily work is like."
As Xu Mu spoke, he settled onto the back seat of the electric scooter.
"Alright."
Jiang Huihui nodded. It wasn’t like she had anything better to do anyway.
She started the scooter and drove off with Xu Mu.
Her loosely tied long hair fluttered in the wind, brushing against Xu Mu’s face and making him instinctively close his eyes.
"Huihui, you’re already a mid-level sanitation worker. Why are you still pushing yourself so hard?"
Xu Mu asked from behind.
"My family and I have a bet. I have to become a ranked team leader in the Sanitation Department."
Jiang Huihui kept her eyes on the road ahead.
"What happens if you don’t make it?"
Xu Mu couldn’t help his curiosity.
"I… That’s personal. Why should I tell you?"
Jiang Huihui had almost forgotten about it, but now that it was brought up, an inexplicable irritation crept in.
"The person sitting behind you happens to have the title of ‘Hatred Magnet Saint.’ All those martial artists who come after me—I can ask for your help with them from now on."
Xu Mu added with a smirk.
Hearing this, Jiang Huihui’s frustration melted into a faint smile.
She blew a bubble with her gum before explaining, "Fine, I’ll tell you. I have a fiancé I’ve never even met."
Xu Mu frowned at this. Could her fiancé be Chen Xuan?
"My grandfather made the decision without consulting me. An old friend of his adopted a child, and that kid turned out to be some kind of prodigy."
Jiang Huihui continued, "They were drinking one day, and my grandfather casually agreed to a marriage between me and that kid. They even stamped their fingerprints on the agreement."
Hearing this, Xu Mu grinned. It really was Chen Xuan.
"Can you believe how ridiculous that is? What era are we living in? When I found out, I had a huge fight with my grandfather. He said he’d talk to his old friend about it, but then—surprise—the old friend died."
Jiang Huihui shook her head. "My grandfather is stubborn. He thinks backing out now that his friend is dead would make him a terrible person, so he refuses to cancel it."
"Your grandfather is a man of his word, but he really didn’t respect your feelings. Agreeing to a marriage between two people who’ve never even met, without knowing each other’s personalities—that wasn’t the best move."
Xu Mu gave a diplomatic answer, careful not to offend either side.
[Affection +10]
"You’re absolutely right!"
Jiang Huihui nodded eagerly, pleasantly surprised to find someone who understood her so well. She’d been thinking the exact same thing.

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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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!