Feng Yue rolled her eyes. How could she not see it? Any clear-sighted person could tell that Ye Yu liked Xu Mu.
Still, she kept her composure and smiled, “I saw it from your expression—you like Xu Mu.”
Ye Yu wasn’t one to be caught off guard easily. She shrugged, “So what if I like him? He’s the closest person to me besides my sister.”
“I’m not talking about that kind of liking. I mean love.”
Feng Yue pushed open the door of the villa. Inside, the layout was similar to Xu Mu’s house, but the decor was warmer, more inviting.
Ye Yu followed her in, surprised that her feelings had been seen through so clearly by this woman.
What if Feng Yue used this as leverage against her in the future? What would she do then?
“Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t like Xu Mu. He even made me stay in a doghouse before,” Ye Yu said, crossing her arms with a faint tone.
“Really? You two seem pretty close, though,” Feng Yue said with a sly smile, looking at Ye Yu.
“I...” Ye Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, “Why don’t you just tell me what you want? Why are you suddenly telling me all this?”
“I want to help you. What you have now is just one-sided love. There’s no way it will work between you two.”
Feng Yue walked over to the coffee machine and made herself a cup.
“How do you plan to help?” Ye Yu didn’t deny it anymore. Instead, she followed Feng Yue’s train of thought, curious about her plan.
“Sometimes, you have to break the exclusivity. Xu Mu and Ye Tong are married—that’s the only relationship that matters right now. But you can insert yourself into the picture. The only problem is, you can’t bring yourself to do it.”
Feng Yue took her coffee and turned to look at Ye Yu. “Am I right?”
Ye Yu fell into thought. She knew her sister’s temper too well. If she told Ye Tong that she liked Xu Mu too, Ye Tong might feel uncomfortable, but in the end, she would agree—maybe even step aside herself.
“That’s right. She is my sister after all. I don’t want to put her in a difficult position,” Ye Yu said softly, lowering her head.
“Then let someone else break that exclusivity. You just need to come in later and take the lead.”
Feng Yue sat on the sofa, crossing her legs.
“What do you mean?” Ye Yu was puzzled.
“You find a third party—like Meng Wanyue, who was at lunch today. Try to set them up.”
Feng Yue explained, “If she also becomes Xu Mu’s wife, what do you think will happen?”
Ye Yu was a bit lost. “Just tell me the answer.”
“If Meng Wanyue also becomes Xu Mu’s wife, even if Ye Tong feels unhappy inside, she’ll be upset with Meng Wanyue instead.”
Feng Yue took a sip of coffee and set the cup down on the table. “Because Meng Wanyue breaks the exclusivity. At that point, when you reveal your feelings, do you think your sister will disagree?”
“Well...” Ye Yu hesitated.
“Your sister would probably welcome your appearance. The bond between you two as sisters would get even stronger, and in the future, you could look out for each other.”
Feng Yue smiled at Ye Yu.
“You... you don’t happen to like my brother-in-law too, trying to take advantage of the situation, do you?” Ye Yu suddenly realized and pointed at Feng Yue.
“Ahem...” Feng Yue looked a little embarrassed but definitely wouldn’t admit it. “Not at all. I’m just looking out for you.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
Ye Yu saw right through Feng Yue’s intentions, but she had to admit, the plan made sense.
Break the exclusivity.
If someone else were to break this balance, even if her sister felt upset, she would hate the first woman who did it.
Then her own involvement would naturally follow.
After all, there are already two—what’s one more?
“This damn brother-in-law, what kind of charm does he have that so many women like him?”
Ye Yu sighed.
But she also knew very well it wasn’t anything else—it was because Xu Mu was exceptional.
...
At this moment, Xu Mu was sitting on the sofa, asking Meng Wanyue about her recent progress.
He learned that Meng Wanyue could now execute her techniques smoothly, though she wasn’t yet proficient.
Still, that was quite impressive, considering it was a technique of the regional level.
After seeing Meng Wanyue off, Ye Tong went to wash the dishes.
“Where’s Ye Yu? Why isn’t she back yet?”
Ye Tong came out of the kitchen and asked.
“Don’t worry about her. She’s just next door; nothing dangerous will happen,” Xu Mu replied, scanning with his perception. Ye Yu was still chatting with Feng Yue, though he had no idea what the two were talking about.
“Honey, this Feng Yue should be the bar owner from before, right?”
Ye Tong walked over and linked her arm with Xu Mu’s.
“You already know about her?”
Xu Mu was a little surprised but then shook his head—Ye Tong was no fool.
“That’s right. But I quite like her,” Ye Tong said with a smile.
Xu Mu looked at Ye Tong deeply, then pulled her toward the room to start their usual renovation work.
“Ye Yu still hasn’t come back.”
Ye Tong’s cheeks flushed bright red. “She still has to pass by our door.”
“So what? Even if she stays in her room, she can still hear everything, right?”
Xu Mu tapped Ye Tong’s forehead. “Besides, all the noise from the renovation is coming from you.”
The redness on Ye Tong’s face spread all the way to her ears. This Xu Mu was just too wicked.
Looks like she needed to speed up her plan—she absolutely had to hear Xu Mu say the ‘three virtual man lines’ with her own ears.
I’m tired. I’m not in a good state today. I’ll make it up next time.
...
Early the next morning.
Xu Mu opened his eyes and checked his justice points on the system.
He found he could do two ten-pulls.
He clicked the roulette and started drawing.
Yesterday, he had provoked Dai Dongyang of the Dai family. No surprise if this person would be a threat to him.
The stronger he became, the more at ease he felt.
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve gained 20 cultivation points. ]
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve gained 20 attribute points. ]
Seeing this, Xu Mu nodded quietly—things were back to normal.
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve obtained a Hall-level Voice Actor Certificate. ]
Voice actor? Seiyuu?
Xu Mu hadn’t expected to get something like this.
But it was still a skill—mastering one more technique would make his path easier in the future.
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve obtained a seventh-grade pill, Qi Sea Pill. ]
Seeing this, Xu Mu was at a loss for words. This system seemed to be fixated on the Qi Sea Pill.
Could it be that it knew he was short on Qi Sea Pills?
Thinking so, he planned to distribute all the Qi Sea Pills tomorrow.
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve gained 30 cultivation points. ]
...
...
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve obtained a second-grade pill, Ear Spirit Pill. ]
The last one didn’t come with a guaranteed prize but instead was a second-grade pill.
Xu Mu planned to check out this voice actor certificate first. After reading it, he was filled with surprise.
This really works.
No matter if it’s men, women, children, or the elderly, Xu Mu could imitate their voices perfectly.
This would be a huge advantage for his future disguises.
Just as he was about to study the second-grade elixir, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was a call from Li Yun.
Xu Mu felt a bit puzzled but answered, “Auntie, why are you calling me so early?”
“Xiaomu, help!”
Li Yun’s voice was filled with urgency. “Yingying is in trouble, she’s in trouble!”
“What happened?”
Xu Mu furrowed his brows.
“Yingying… it seems she hit someone and killed them!”
Li Yun’s voice choked with sobs.

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.”

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?!

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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?"