Xu Mu's expression suddenly changed, but he returned to normal immediately.
He turned back and smiled, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"
"Xu Mu, I actually do have something to discuss, but I want to chat with you privately."
Fu Jinyu tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing her exquisite cheeks.
Hearing this, Hong Qiang walked towards Chen Xuan, "Let's go out and wait outside."
Chen Xuan slung the braided sack behind his back and looked at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu hesitated for a moment, then nodded at Chen Xuan. His physical resilience was greater than Fu Jinyu's.
It would be impossible for her to take him down in a short amount of time.
Besides, he was separated from Chen Xuan by just a door. If she really dared to attack him, Xu Mu could easily rush out.
Seeing Xu Mu nod, Chen Xuan left with Hongyu.
The gate to the courtyard was then closed.
"What else is there?"
Xu Mu turned back to look at Fu Jinyu and said, "You don't need to be too grateful. You've already promised me ten favors."
"I have a virtue: I always repay grudges and return favors. I helped you save the cleaner, and you said you would heal me; that counts as even."
Fu Jinyu continued, "I couldn't produce the heavenly treasures, but you obtained them for me. In return, I promised you ten favors, so that also counts as even. However, while in the cell, you attacked me and made me eat something you had already eaten. How should we settle that?"
"Hey, lady, you're going too far! I made you eat heavenly treasures! They were for detoxification!"
Xu Mu felt somewhat helpless. "As for giving you the Millennium Kill, that was because we were fighting. Getting hit is inevitable."
"Cut the crap! I have never suffered such humiliation in my entire life!"
Fu Jinyu pointed to a nearby water faucet. "Drink two mouthfuls of my gargle water, and then let me give you a Millennium Kill with a stick. Then, we'll consider this matter temporarily settled. You only have this one chance. If you don't agree, you will suffer a far more severe punishment!"
Originally, Fu Jinyu's plan was to wait until Xu Mu healed her, then capture him, lock him up, and torture him thoroughly.
But Xu Mu, in order to keep his promise, had personally begged for two types of Grade 8 heavenly treasures to help heal her injuries.
Now, she found it hard to make her move.
Just as she said, she was someone who clearly distinguished between love and hate.
Since Xu Mu had been good to her, she certainly wouldn't be too excessive towards him.
But she had to return this grudge, otherwise, she wouldn't feel at ease.
"Fu Jinyu, I misjudged you. What you're saying isn't fair at all. I saved your life. That fact alone should cancel out everything else."
Xu Mu pointed at Fu Jinyu and said, "You'd best not force me."
Fu Jinyu narrowed her eyes until only the black pupils were visible through the slits. "I am forcing you. What are you going to do about it?"
"You promised me ten favors. Now, I want you to fulfill the first one. From this moment on, until you die of old age, you cannot attack me."
Xu Mu looked at Fu Jinyu and declared.
Anyway, his original plan was to have Fu Jinyu promise him five favors.
Now that it had become ten, using a few of them wouldn't be considered a waste.
"You..."
"What? Want to go back on your word? You, the dignified Empress..."
As Xu Mu was speaking, he suddenly shut his mouth. He had spoken too fast and let it slip.
"You... you know my identity?"
Fu Jinyu asked in a deep voice.
"I didn't know originally, but the cleaner investigated you, so then I knew."
Xu Mu became alert, ready to flee at any moment.
[Favorability +5]
"What the hell?"
Xu Mu was a bit confused. What was the situation?
He originally thought the other party might silence him to protect her secret, so why did the favorability rating increase?
"Since... since you knew my identity, why did you still save me?"
For some reason, a trace of emotion surfaced in Fu Jinyu's heart.
Originally, she was worried that if Xu Mu knew her identity, he wouldn't treat her but would instead attack her.
However, not only did he not attack, but he also begged others for heavenly treasures to help treat her.
"Because I promised to save you. I am a man of my word."
Xu Mu looked at Fu Jinyu and said.
Fu Jinyu walked up to Xu Mu and kicked him in the butt. "Alright, I'm in a good mood today. I'll let the matter of you insulting me slide. You can go."
"Fu Jinyu! You're going back on your word. You just said you couldn't attack me."
Although the kick was no different from a gentle tap, Xu Mu still protested.
"I didn't use my hand; I used my foot."
Fu Jinyu crossed her arms, resting them beneath her imposing curves, and said indifferently, "Before I change my mind, you'd better disappear quickly."
"Remember, you still owe me nine favors."
Xu Mu now had a rough understanding of Fu Jinyu's character; at least she was much better than he had imagined.
Before, he was afraid she would be ungrateful and return kindness with enmity.
He feared she would attack him after he healed her, but now it seemed he had overthought it.
Xu Mu had just turned around, preparing to walk towards the main gate, when the gate opened on its own.
Standing there were not Chen Xuan and Hongyu, but two middle-aged men wearing sunglasses.
The middle-aged man in the lead had long black hair and wore a black trench coat.
Behind him followed an old man wearing leather armor, his hair completely white.
"Empress..."
Hongyu's face was pale as she lowered her head by the door.
"Second Uncle? Why are you here?"
Fu Jinyu looked at the middle-aged man in the trench coat and asked with a flat expression.
"Jinyu, I heard you were injured, so I came specifically to check on you. Nothing serious, I hope?"
The middle-aged man took off his sunglasses. His eyes were just like Fu Jinyu's.
However, the shape of his eyes was slightly smaller, and there were quite a few crow's feet at the corners.
Xu Mu used his God's Eye to examine the middle-aged man before him.
Name: Fu Cheng
Identity: Regent of the Heavenly Demon Clan
Favorability: -10
Destiny Level: 3 (Max Level 10)
Seeing this information and looking at Fu Jinyu's expression, Xu Mu guessed the general situation.
The Empress was Fu Jinyu, and this Fu Cheng before them was her Second Uncle.
There was definitely some issue between the two parties.
Xu Mu also understood the man's favorability towards him perfectly well; many alien races harbored a natural hostility towards the descendants of Yan and Huang.
"Second Uncle really has eyes and ears everywhere! How did you know I was injured? Who told you?"
Fu Jinyu looked at Fu Cheng and asked.
Regarding her injury, she hadn't told anyone except Hongyu outside the door.
But servants hiding nearby might have noticed something.
She wasn't sure exactly who had leaked the news, but it was certain that among her trusted aides, there were Fu Cheng's spies.
"It was your people, of course. But don't take it to heart; your subordinates were just worried about you. I also brought some medicinal pills."
Fu Cheng walked up to Fu Jinyu. "Where are you hurt? Let me see so I can prescribe the right medicine."
"Second Uncle, thank you for your concern. It was just some flesh wounds, and I've mostly recovered now."
Fu Jinyu revealed a faint smile. "Coincidentally, I was just planning to return to our clan. Since you're here, let's go back together."

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?"

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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.”