So, I Am Not Your Dad

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yue was eating her meal when she noticed Xu Mu staring at her. She asked curiously, "Is there something on my face?"

"No."

Xu Mu shook his head gently. He felt that this cultivation technique was more suitable for Tantai Quan.

However, she wasn't considered one of his own people.

Xu Mu certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to elevate her strength. Of course, if she could be developed into an ally in the future, he might let her practice it.

After the meal, Feng Yue returned to her own villa.

She had been quite scared recently and didn't plan to go out for exercise for now. Instead, she decided to buy a treadmill and train at home for a few days first.

Meng Wanyue did not leave but stayed waiting here.

"Oh, right, Wanyue, here's another Qi Sea Pill for you."

Xu Mu took out another pill and handed it to her.

Fairness was his primary principle, a basic rule.

Meng Wanyue didn't stand on ceremony either. Afterwards, she cleared the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

Xu Mu sat on the sofa and used the remaining ten-draw lottery.

Let's see what good things he could get this time.

The wheel began to spin, and rewards appeared.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a storage space.]

Xu Mu nodded inwardly. Storage space was a good thing; the bigger, the better.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20 attribute points.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a storage space.]

...

Xu Mu was a bit dumbfounded. He had obtained storage space twice in a row.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a First-Grade Natural Treasure Gift Box.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]

...

Another ten-draw ended. This time, besides the two storage spaces, there was a gift box; the rest were the guaranteed minimum rewards.

Combined with the previous guaranteed rewards, Xu Mu gained a total of 300 cultivation points and 120 attribute points from this session.

He immediately allocated all of them. Clenching his fist, Xu Mu felt his body improve further.

He checked his current status panel.

Name: Xu Mu

Identity: Antagonist Saint Body, HR Manager of Xu Group

Realm: Late-stage Divine Ability

Physique: 1155

Spirit: 1155

Cultivation Value: 560 (Full 800)

Destiny Power: 1142

Xu Mu nodded with satisfaction. Continuing like this, he was one step closer to the Grandmaster realm.

Next, he opened his storage space.

Its current area was now about the size of a typical family's secondary bedroom.

A car still couldn't fit inside, but it could hold an off-road motorcycle.

Xu Mu planned to buy one when he had time. With his driving skills, traveling alone on mountain roads and such would be much easier.

"President Xu... Mu-ge! Where to next?"

Meng Wanyue walked out of the kitchen, habitually calling him 'President Xu' at first but quickly correcting herself.

Xu Mu smiled at Meng Wanyue. "Let's go, Wanyue. There's going to be a good show today."

After speaking, Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue drove off together.

On the way, he messaged Zhang Kaijie and learned that he had already delivered Zhong Qianqian to Fang Chu.

From Zhang Kaijie, Xu Mu got the address. Fang Chu was currently at a small estate on the outskirts of Jiang City.

It was located right between Jiang City and Yang City, not far from the highway leading directly to Yang City.

Xu Mu immediately drove there. He first had Meng Wanyue send a message to Ye Chen, informing him of this location.

After all, Xu Mu was closer.

Meng Wanyue nodded repeatedly and immediately sent a message to Xiao Ran.

Not long after, Xu Mu arrived at the small estate.

He didn't go to the front but drove to the back of the estate.

There was a river here, with a high wall on the opposite bank.

Through his perception, Xu Mu found this spot quite good.

First, his 400-meter perception range covered most of the estate.

Second, his 100-meter sound range already enveloped the large villa inside the estate.

He could already see the figures of Fang Chu and Zhong Qianqian.

Meng Wanyue looked out the window at the distant wall and said softly, "Mu-ge, I didn't bring my backpack today. I don't have the bugs or cameras. Should we go back for them?"

"No need. My person has already infiltrated. He'll tell me what happened inside afterwards."

Xu Mu revealed a smile.

He was now more effective than any bug or camera—it was like a live broadcast, completely undetectable.

...

Meanwhile.

Fang Chu sat on the sofa, looking at Zhong Qianqian on the floor.

This Zhang Kaijie really had some skills, capturing this woman in such a short time.

Zhong Qianqian was still wearing her office uniform, her impressive figure clearly displayed.

Fang Chu made a clicking sound with his tongue.

Although not as ample as Li Yun's, they were still quite sizable to look at. Moreover, this woman was younger.

"Zhong Qianqian, I don't care who you work for. You just need to give me the formula you obtained, and I'll let you go."

Fang Chu said with a calm expression. "If you don't hand it over, I'll have to... have a deep exchange with you first."

Zhong Qianqian said coldly, "I work for the Dragon King. You'd better let me go, or he will definitely kill you!"

"I don't care about any Dragon King or Snake King. When they meet me, they're not even worthy of being called 'Old Wang'; they only qualify as turtles."

Fang Chu walked up to Zhong Qianqian. "I have little patience with women right now. I'll ask once: give it, or not?"

Zhong Qianqian's mind raced, thinking of ways to stall for time.

Slap!

Fang Chu backhanded Zhong Qianqian across the face, sending her body flying sideways.

She slid three or four meters on the floor before stopping.

Zhong Qianqian felt the world spinning, with ringing in her ears.

She raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth and found her fingers covered in blood.

"You... you're looking for death! Even my father never hit me!"

"Exactly, I'm not your father."

Fang Chu now stood before Zhong Qianqian and stepped on her stomach.

He bent down, grabbed the black fabric of Zhong Qianqian's office uniform, and tore it forcefully.

Several buttons popped off, and the uniform ripped open, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Seeing this, fear finally appeared on Zhong Qianqian's face.

"I know nothing about the pharmaceutical industry. When I stole the formula, I didn't look at it carefully. I really don't know anything."

Zhong Qianqian pleaded with tears. "Please let me go."

"Know nothing? You think I'm a fool?"

Fang Chu opened his phone, clicked on Zhong Qianqian's resume, which clearly stated: Medical University Ph.D.

Zhong Qianqian was dumbfounded. She hadn't expected him to even get her resume.

"Heh, haha, awkward."

"Awkward my ass!"

Thud!

Fang Chu kicked Zhong Qianqian again, making her cry out in pain. She had never suffered like this before.

"Looks like I need to turn up the intensity for you."

Fang Chu took a dagger from his pocket. With his other hand, he grabbed her hair and lifted her body.

Seeing this, Zhong Qianqian turned pale and said, "I'll give it! I'll give it, okay? The formula is in my cloud drive. Do you have a computer here?"

Hearing this, Fang Chu released Zhong Qianqian. "Some people are just cheap. Won't talk properly, have to get beaten up first."

He walked to a nearby counter, picked up a laptop, and brought it over.

Just then, his gaze suddenly shifted to the villa's floor-to-ceiling window, where he spotted two figures approaching his estate.

This place was newly purchased; aside from him and this woman, there were no other outsiders.

He looked down at Zhong Qianqian. Could they be here to rescue her?

Recommend Series

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

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?"

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

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.”

My Dad Married a Female CEO, and I Gained Four Older Sisters

My Dad Married a Female CEO, and I Gained Four Older Sisters

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

Cultivation Return: I Am the Earth’s Only Cultivator

Cultivation Return: I Am the Earth’s Only Cultivator

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!