"Master, hurry up and follow that sports car!"
Yun Wu pointed at the Lamborghini in the distance.
"Miss, that’s a Lamborghini. With my beat-up taxi..."
【WeChat payment received: 1,000 yuan】
Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, a notification sounded from his phone.
"Miss! Even in the city, no matter if it’s a Lamborghini, you still have to call my taxi ‘dad’!"
The middle-aged man said confidently, then slammed the accelerator to the floor.
Xu Mu had no intention of running far. If Yun Wu came over to other parts of Yang City, she wouldn’t be able to find him.
His plan was to stroll around the streets surrounding the villa district.
Once Yun Wu found him, she’d discover him immediately.
Xu Mu stopped at a red light, barely had time to start moving when a taxi shot ahead of him.
He was a bit speechless but stepped on the gas and overtook it.
After turning a corner and waiting at another red light, that same taxi caught up again.
At this point, Xu Mu realized something was off.
He activated his perception to check inside the taxi.
Sure enough, Yun Wu was sitting inside.
Xu Mu was somewhat surprised—he hadn’t expected her to catch up so quickly.
It seemed she had split from Jiang Huihui and immediately rushed to Yang City, not bothering to search for him in Yang City’s neighboring areas.
Since she was already here, Xu Mu didn’t waste time and headed straight out of the city.
The taxi behind him kept close.
He drove all the way to a deserted road outside the city before stopping.
After getting out, he took out his phone and began filming the forest below the road.
Yun Wu, still following behind, noticed Xu Mu had stopped and was unsure what he was up to.
Just as the driver was about to stop, Yun Wu immediately said, "Don’t stop! Keep going!"
If they stopped behind Xu Mu, he would definitely notice.
But if they passed by, he probably wouldn’t suspect a thing.
Yun Wu kept her eyes fixed on Xu Mu, who had jumped off the road and was heading down into the forest.
Seeing this, she quickly said, "Stop! Let me get out!"
"Alright."
The driver didn’t say much and pulled over.
Yun Wu grabbed her backpack and quickly turned to follow him. She didn’t know what he was doing, but at least she could confirm he was alone.
Even if there were traps, she wouldn’t miss this chance.
Yun Wu hurried into the forest and finally spotted a figure in the distance.
When she got closer, she saw Xu Mu sitting on a rock.
One foot pressed against the edge of the stone, the other on the ground, his gaze calm as he looked at her.
Yun Wu narrowed her eyes into slits, quickly scanning the surroundings and finding no one else.
She then took a few steps toward Xu Mu. "Do you think your pose right now looks cool?"
"Not cool? I posed on purpose."
Xu Mu then lowered his leg. "Let’s just say you don’t know how to appreciate it."
"Posed on purpose? Were you waiting for me?"
Yun Wu sneered. "You saw the fight just now. Do you really think you can take me on all by yourself?"
"I want to use my love to change you."
Xu Mu stood up, shrugged, and said, "Miss, I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to kill me?"
“Taking money to clear disasters for others—someone’s paying for your life.”
Yun Wu pulled out a dagger and casually tossed her backpack to the ground.
“Can’t you at least lie to your boss? Say I’m already dead, and we split the money seventy-thirty. Seventy for me, thirty for you.”
No sooner had Xu Mu finished speaking than Yun Wu transformed into a streak of light, lunging straight at him.
Not a single word wasted.
Xu Mu clasped his hands behind his back, opened his storage space, and drew out a black longsword.
Watching Yun Wu close in, he swung the sword in a powerful slash.
Yun Wu immediately raised her dagger to block.
*Crack!*
Her dagger shattered like it was made of paper.
Alarmed, Yun Wu instantly pushed her energy to the limit, her body shimmering with specks of green light.
She shaped her hand into a claw and fiercely swiped at Xu Mu.
Five green claw marks, sharp as sword energy, tore through the air, aiming right at Xu Mu’s face.
Xu Mu took a step back and slashed his sword again.
The black longsword was engulfed in flames.
A phoenix’s cry echoed out, startling thousands of birds within several kilometers.
From Xu Mu’s sword burst a blazing flame in the shape of a phoenix.
*Whoosh!*
The green claw marks collided with the fiery phoenix and vaporized on contact.
Yun Wu, staring at the fiery phoenix mere inches away, had no time to dodge.
She could only push her energy to the extreme, using outward energy to shield herself.
*Boom!*
Flashes of fire erupted as Yun Wu’s body was violently thrown backward, smashing through two large trees before coming to a halt.
Xu Mu rested the black longsword on his shoulder, impressed.
No wonder this was a Earth-level technique—the Fire Phoenix Sword.
Not just the attack itself, even the special effects were several tiers above the Yellow and Mysterious levels.
He stepped toward Yun Wu, his eyes growing serious as he closed the distance.
Her clothes and face were scorched.
Especially her face—a large patch was burnt away.
Of course, more precisely, it was the human skin mask she wore that had melted.
She immediately tore off the mask, revealing her true appearance.
Around thirty years old, she looked like a mixed race—full lips slightly thick, a high nose bridge, and deep, penetrating eyes.
But her overall facial structure leaned more toward Eastern features.
Judging by her aura, she was undoubtedly a seductive woman.
Xu Mu was surprised that despite taking a direct hit from an Earth-level technique at close range, she seemed barely injured.
“So that’s it. No wonder you were so relaxed. I didn’t expect your strength to surpass that woman from earlier.”
Yun Wu gave a faint smile.
“If you give up killing me, I can spare your life.”
Xu Mu looked at Yun Wu. “Ranked fifth on the death list, the Dancer. To me, you’re still a killer with some sense of honor.”
Hearing this, Yun Wu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
She hadn’t expected her identity to be exposed so early.
“Sorry, but once I accept a contract, I have to see it through!”
Clenching her fists, green lights flickered around her body. “I don’t think you’ll walk away from my hands alive!”
“Ha, relying on your mid-stage Divine Power Realm, huh?”
Xu Mu sighed deeply. “Since you’re so stubborn, I’ll have to use my own methods.”
He clasped his hands behind his back, then opened a storage compartment to retrieve a dagger soaked in medicinal liquid.
Whoosh!
Yun Wu’s figure flickered as she appeared in front of her backpack, pulling out two axes.
She had no idea which uncivilized person had stolen her weapons.
The daggers from the supermarket were too fragile—completely unsuitable for combat—so she had deliberately bought two metal axes.
Swish!
She lunged at Xu Mu once again.
Xu Mu lightly twisted his wrist, watching Yun Wu’s attacks without so much as flinching.
When Yun Wu reached him, he stepped back, then dodged left, then right.
Each of his movements was small in scale, yet perfectly timed to evade every one of Yun Wu’s strikes.
Yun Wu was furious. She considered herself a top-tier assassin.
The only woman ranked in the top five on the death list.
And yet, here she was, being outplayed. She felt utterly humiliated.
In a fight, the worst thing wasn’t being defeated.
It was having your opponent right in front of you—and not even being able to land a single hit.
Swish!
Xu Mu’s dagger slashed across Yun Wu’s arm, then he instantly appeared behind her, slicing her again across the hip.
A skilled healer, he had his reasons for doing this.

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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?"