Xu Ningbing looked up at Xu Mu upon hearing this, "Why?"
"People who get a little power and immediately become arrogant and forget their bearings won't last long."
Xu Mu said, crossing his legs. "He became an ancient martial artist by chance and suddenly grew conceited. Do you know what he said to me last time we met?"
"What?"
Xu Ningbing asked.
"He said I'm not worthy of Ye Tong, told me to stay away from her. And since he and Ye Tong aren't related by blood, he wants to claim her for himself."
Xu Mu wasn't deliberately bad-mouthing Ye Chen; all of this had actually happened.
"There's such a thing?!"
Xu Ningbing's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.
No wonder he acted so pretentious when he came to discuss cooperation today, with that attitude as if our company owed him something.
Who knew he was so disgusting, even wanting to claim his own sister.
Did he ever get Ye Tong's consent?
"Come with me! Upstairs!"
Xu Ningbing put down her chopsticks, grabbed Xu Mu's arm, and headed upstairs.
She knocked on the door of Xu Shou's office and they both walked in.
"What's the matter?"
Xu Shou was sitting in his executive chair, smoking and looking at the scenery outside the window.
"Dad, we can't cooperate with that Ye Chen from yesterday."
Xu Ningbing told him everything Xu Mu had just said.
Xu Shou's face also turned cold upon hearing this. "So there's such a thing. That Ye Chen really is quite arrogant."
"His luck is incredibly good, his talent is exceptional, and he has many powerful subordinates—all acquired within just a few years."
Xu Mu smiled, sitting on the sofa. "Right now, he's at the peak of his power. We don't need to engage; just find an excuse to turn him down."
"Agreed. Someone will always teach such an arrogant person a lesson."
Xu Shou nodded lightly, then looked at Xu Mu and asked, "How do you know all this so clearly?"
Xu Mu smiled. Of course he knew. In the novel he read, Ye Chen was the protagonist; the entire plot revolved around him.
But even if Xu Mu said this, Xu Shou and Xu Ningbing wouldn't believe it.
"You don't know this, but Meng Wanyue, who's by my side now, was originally sent by him. However, Wanyue is with me now."
Xu Mu explained. "She's the one who told me all this."
"Meng Wanyue? Oh, that woman. Not bad, not bad."
Xu Shou recalled the woman who sat next to Xu Mu at the Nangong family event.
"Dad! What do you mean 'not bad'?"
Xu Ningbing asked from the side. "You're not thinking of finding us a stepmother, are you?"
"Nonsense. Your mother and I shared true love."
Xu Shou looked at a photo frame nearby and smiled. "If your mother knew I married another woman, she'd kill me."
Xu Mu was also recalling memories in his mind. It seemed Xu Shou had never said his wife was dead.
"Then why did you say 'not bad'?" Xu Ningbing asked.
"Of course, I meant 'not bad' by the standards of a future daughter-in-law."
Xu Shou said with a chuckle.
"Hmph! Dream on."
Xu Ningbing gave Xu Mu a cold look. "If you dare treat Ye Tong badly, I'll beat you to death!"
"Yeah, your butt must be itching for another beating."
Xu Mu said meaningfully.
Xu Ningbing's expression immediately became awkward. Last time she asked Xu Mu to practice combat with her, he only hit her there.
The key was, Xu Ningbing couldn't even fight back, which infuriated her.
"I'm going back. I'll find an excuse to turn down that Ye Chen."
Xu Ningbing glanced at Xu Mu and turned to leave.
"I'm off too."
Xu Mu smiled and followed behind Xu Ningbing.
As the two waited for the elevator,
Xu Mu suddenly spoke up: "I got three more cultivation techniques from this trip."
"Little Mu! Give them to me!"
Xu Ningbing, who had been half a meter away, instantly closed the distance and hugged Xu Mu's arm.
Xu Mu immediately felt his arm threatened by two formidable objects, unable to move.
Truly worthy of a Level 10 Destiny, indeed several tiers stronger than Dai Xingluo.
"Sigh, who told me you're my sister."
Xu Mu glanced at Xu Ningbing nonchalantly.
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"Little Mu, you're so good."
Xu Ningbing was full of gratitude. She now had a general understanding of matters concerning ancient martial artists.
She deeply knew the value of cultivation techniques.
"I'll send them to you later. Same rule as before: if you don't understand anything, ask the old man."
Seeing the elevator arrive, Xu Mu walked in and said.
Xu Ningbing nodded.
...
Fang Chu walked out of the ruins at this moment, his face filled with rage.
He came this time searching for treasures, but in the end, all he found was a dagger of exceptional hardness.
Apart from that, he found nothing else and even got screwed over by Zhao Gang for nothing.
He had stumbled upon the location of the burial chamber by chance.
But even after turning the place upside down, there were no other treasures.
As for the coffin suspended in mid-air, he opened it too, finding nothing but a skeleton inside.
"Damn it!"
Fang Chu cursed under his breath.
The root cause of everything ultimately lay with Xu Mu.
If not for him, how could he have gotten screwed?
And that bastard Zhao Gang was also now on his death list.
He decided to eliminate him as soon as possible.
What if Zhao Gang spread the word? If many people knew he'd been screwed, how could he face anyone in the future?
Just then, a voice sounded in Fang Chu's ear.
"Fang Chu! We need to thank you this time. If not for you, we wouldn't have found the tomb."
The speaker was the Cleaner, Ren Sangsang.
Seeing this beautiful woman with a side-parted hairstyle, Fang Chu smiled. "You're too kind. I just got lucky."
Anyway, this trip allowed him to meet a mid-level Cleaner, and a beautiful one at that. They could have deeper exchanges in the future, so the trip wasn't a complete waste.
"We're heading back now."
After saying this, Ren Sangsang left with the other Cleaners to report to the Sanitation Department.
This ancient ruin was just a tomb.
It only contained some ancient burial artifacts, with no treasures related to cultivation.
Just as Fang Chu was about to leave, he saw Zhao Gang approaching from a distance, surrounded by a group of disciples.
Among the Cleaners this time, that mid-level Cleaner Sun Ziqiang was an expert in formations.
When Fang Chu accidentally discovered the formation high up, Sun Ziqiang directly dismantled it.
Meaning, everyone discovered the opening high up.
And these people had also emerged from the ruins.
"Brother Fang Chu!"
Zhao Gang walked over with a smile and gave Fang Chu's shoulder a hearty slap. "Have you had your path opened before?"
Fang Chu's face instantly darkened upon hearing this. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"No? I just felt it was a bit loose. If you need anything in the future, come find me, Zhao Gang."
After saying this, Zhao Gang left with a laugh.
Fang Chu clenched his fists tightly. He absolutely had to kill this bastard.
However, he needed to plan carefully. Take this Xu Mu, for example—who knew he was so strong?
No wonder he came from a sect.
Just as he was hesitating, he spotted Liang Yi in the distance, along with her master.
Fang Chu walked over. One person's power was ultimately limited; he needed to find some teammates too.
...
Xu Mu stopped at the entrance of the Yang City branch office. Before long, he saw Jiang Huihui riding over on an electric scooter.
He got out of the car with a smile and walked in that direction. It was time to discuss this whole marriage-by-combat affair.

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shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.