"We're not here for money," Xu Mu said calmly.
"Then you must be here for... Let me ask, old-timer, is your body still up to it?"
Zhou Xia revealed a mocking smile.
Their Yin Yang Sect also cared about looks; she had no interest in being with a smelly old man.
However, sometimes she didn't have a choice. Judging by the speed this old man showed earlier...
She hadn't even reacted before being instantly brought here, which was proof enough of his strength.
Since she couldn't resist, she might as well try to enjoy it.
"You're overthinking it. We're not here to take anything. We are here on the Dragon King's orders to kill you!"
As Xu Mu spoke, he raised his hand. In the darkness, the dark red light spot appearing in his palm was particularly striking.
Seeing this, Zhou Xia's pupils contracted sharply. Her face filled with terror as she said, "How does Ye Chen know about me?"
Hearing this, Xu Mu showed a faint smile. It was just as he had guessed.
The Ye Chen she knew was indeed the Dragon King.
"I have a flaw—I like to let people die with their eyes closed."
Xu Mu looked calmly at Zhou Xia. "You first. Why are you here? What's your mission?"
"Our sect leader sent me. He said Ye Chen is currently in Jiang City and ordered me to monitor his movements."
Zhou Xia explained.
"Monitor him for what purpose?"
Xu Mu continued using the old man's voice.
"I really don't know that. The sect has only ordered surveillance for now. No other tasks have been assigned yet."
Zhou Xia shook her head gently.
Xu Mu pondered internally, then asked, "Does the Dragon King have a grudge against your sect?"
"To be honest, I'd never even heard of him before. The sect leader gave me the information."
At this point, Zhou Xia showed a slight smile. "You're not really Ye Chen's people, are you?"
"Of course we are!"
Xu Mu said calmly.
"If you were, wouldn't you already know if Ye Chen has a grudge with our sect?"
Zhou Xia said with a smile. "I beg you both to spare my life. When the sect assigns the next mission, I will notify you."
As she said this, she prostrated herself, kneeling on the ground.
"You're quite clever."
Xu Mu remarked coolly.
"Of course, Brother Mu."
Zhou Xia lifted her head again.
Xu Mu immediately frowned and took a sharp step back. After a moment's thought, he realized what had given him away.
"You're not just clever; you're extremely clever. You peeked at my shoes?"
By the time he said this, Xu Mu had already restored his normal voice.
Chen Xuan also inwardly admired this woman's shrewdness. He had just considered two possibilities.
First, this woman was genuinely kneeling and begging for mercy.
Second, she might try a sudden sneak attack while kneeling.
He hadn't expected that when she lowered her head, she had secretly looked at their shoes.
After all, their black robes weren't long enough to drag completely on the ground, as that would make movement inconvenient.
"Correct. When I first saw your heights, I was suspicious, but the voices were too different."
Zhou Xia explained. "But you kept asking about my relationship with Ye Chen. Isn't that the same question you asked me earlier, at home?"
Xu Mu took off the hood of his black robe. "So what if you know my identity?"
"What I said just now wasn't a lie. If there's a new mission, I will definitely tell you."
Zhou Xia looked up at Xu Mu. "To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer you my precious body. If you both want to, that can be negotiated too."
"Precious? You wish! We don't have the habit of eating everyone's leftovers."
Xu Mu said flatly. "Get up. I must admit, your words have persuaded me. If your superiors give you a new task, remember to notify me."
"Thank you, Brother Mu." Zhou Xia stood up from the ground.
"Don't call me 'brother.' My name is Xu Mu. Just call me by my name."
Xu Mu waved his hand. "What do you do every night?"
"I go to the location where Ye Chen is staying to check if he's there. Afterwards, I go to the nightclub."
Zhou Xia answered truthfully.
"I see."
Xu Mu took out his phone, exchanged contact information with Zhou Xia, and then let her leave.
After she rode away on her electric scooter, Xu Mu said to Chen Xuan, "I'll take you back. Tomorrow I'll find you a new place."
"Brother Mu, who is this Ye Chen you mentioned?"
Chen Xuan asked curiously.
"My enemy. Currently my greatest threat."
Xu Mu thought for a moment and said.
He was improving, and Ye Chen was improving too. If he wanted to take the initiative, he'd need to at least reach the Grandmaster level first.
"Then I'd better stay. I can keep an eye on her movements."
Chen Xuan said with a smile. "Anyway, she already knows we're not to be trifled with. She won't provoke us for no reason."
Xu Mu glanced at Chen Xuan. "Fine."
He figured that with her identity exposed, Zhou Xia might not even go back, so she naturally wouldn't bother Chen Xuan anymore.
The two returned to the car. Xu Mu drove Chen Xuan home.
Before leaving, Xu Mu also retrieved the pinhole camera from across the way. This thing was very useful; better to save it where he could.
He drove onto the main road, heading home, when he suddenly noticed a woman in red by the roadside, waving.
Even with his high beams on, he couldn't see this woman clearly.
He immediately opened his perception, finally seeing the woman's full form.
She wore a dark red pleated gown, her skin exceptionally pale. A flame phoenix hair clip adorned her long black hair.
Her eyes, like those of a cat, glistened with moisture.
This woman's face was noble, yet she looked somewhat spoiled and willful, likely not an easy person to get along with.
She also held a long sword in her hand, and from her posture, it seemed she was injured.
Xu Mu pulled the car over to the roadside and rolled down the passenger window. "What's wrong?"
"Can you take me to a hospital in the city? I'll pay you."
The woman said with a calm expression.
Xu Mu used his Divine Eye to quickly scan this woman.
Carrying a long sword in the dead of night—clearly not a normal person.
Name: Lin Qianzhu
Identity: Daughter of the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader, Female Lead of "The Evil God Breaks Out of Prison"
Favorability: 0
Fate Level: 8 (Max Level 10)
"What the hell?"
Seeing this information, Xu Mu was completely stunned.
What's going on?
Before he could even deal with the Dragon King on his end, now an Evil God pops up?
And if you're an Evil God, yet you got locked up in prison, isn't that a bit embarrassing?
However, Xu Mu had read some similar novels.
Usually, this type of male lead is still an ordinary person when imprisoned.
But in prison, he meets some big shots who teach him many techniques.
Then, after breaking out, he starts showing off, eventually step by step becoming the Evil God and reaching the peak.
"Watch your language. If you won't take me, just say so. What do you mean by cursing?"
Lin Qianzhu frowned and coldly snapped.
[Favorability -2]
"I wasn't cursing. I just saw you with a sword in the middle of the night and was afraid you were going to rob me."
Xu Mu looked at Lin Qianzhu and explained.
Only then did Lin Qianzhu realize. She said indifferently, "Don't worry, my sword is only for self-defense."
"Using a sword for self-defense? That's pretty hardcore."
Xu Mu pressed the unlock button. "Get in. I'll take you to the hospital. No charge."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
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.”
