Xiao Ran lay there, gripping the iron frame of the bunk bed with all her might, forcing herself to suppress the burning fire raging within her heart.
Fang Chu shook his head gently. "I still underestimated your self-control. It's been nearly an hour, and you can still hold back."
"Who's there?"
Just then, a voice called out from outside.
Fang Chu's expression shifted. He immediately turned around to find that the door had been pushed open.
He looked at the person standing before him—a burly man sporting a full beard.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Fang Chu's face darkened.
"I should be the one asking you that, right? I'm an employee of this factory."
Xu Mu altered his vocal cords, trying his best to make his voice sound rough and gruff.
"Bullshit! I've already acquired this factory. All the employees were dismissed. Where the hell did you come from?"
Fang Chu shouted sternly.
"Oh, so you're the big boss, huh? Doing such beastly things in a place like this."
As Xu Mu spoke, he took out his phone. "Since I've caught you in the act, if I don't see a million yuan, I'm definitely leaking this video."
"Has it occurred to you that there is a possibility you won't get the million, and you won't be leaking the video either?"
Fang Chu walked toward Xu Mu with a calm expression.
"No, there isn't."
Xu Mu shook his head.
"Yes, there is! As long as you're dead."
The moment his words fell, Fang Chu suddenly lunged at Xu Mu.
But Xu Mu immediately stowed his phone away and retreated rapidly.
Seeing this, Fang Chu's expression changed. "An Ancient Martial Artist?"
He gritted his teeth in hatred. What was going on with him lately? Last time at his own small estate, he ran into some bastard who rescued Xiao Ran.
Today, in this deserted factory, yet another bastard had shown up.
If it weren't for the fact that they looked different, he would suspect they were the same person.
"Get the hell out of here immediately. Leave this woman to me. If you really can't control yourself, go stand outside and wait in line," Xu Mu said to Fang Chu.
"I'll burn two paper dolls for you after you're dead!"
Fang Chu suddenly unleashed his power, stomping his foot on the ground.
Boom!
The concrete floor beneath Xu Mu's feet suddenly cracked, and a sharp spike of earth and stone jutted out from within.
Whoosh!
Xu Mu dodged, drawing a dagger and slashing toward Fang Chu.
Fang Chu sneered. Just as he prepared to counterattack, he realized Xu Mu's figure had already appeared right in front of him.
"So fast!"
Fang Chu was secretly startled.
Boom!
He immediately executed the Earth Dragon Art to erect a defensive shield.
But the shield had barely risen when it shattered completely.
Seeing this, Fang Chu cursed under his breath and turned to flee rapidly into the distance, vanishing from Xu Mu's perception in the blink of an eye.
Xu Mu didn't pursue him to the death. It wasn't easy to get the two protagonists into a confrontation, so he definitely had to test if it would have any effect.
If it didn't work, he wouldn't go through such trouble in the future; he would just defeat them one by one.
Fang Chu fled quickly. From the bearded man's words, he could tell the guy wasn't one of Ye Chen's people.
In that case, leaving Xiao Ran to him was acceptable. After all, their main goal was to lure Ye Chen out.
Even if Xiao Ran recovered physically, she wouldn't be able to escape that bearded man's grasp.
Furthermore, Fang Chu had already snatched Xiao Ran's phone, so she couldn't secretly tip off Ye Chen.
...
Xu Mu immediately returned to Xiao Ran's side and found that she had clawed through her clothes.
Her eyes were glazed over, and she was biting her lip so hard that blood was trickling down her chin.
Xu Mu marveled at Xiao Ran's willpower. A full hour—if it were a normal person, their brain would have likely fried by now.
Yet, she seemed to still be holding on.
"Xu Mu! You're Xu Mu, aren't you?"
Xiao Ran looked at the person in front of her, gasping for breath as she spoke. Her face was a deep crimson.
The hair covering one of her eyes was matted together with sweat.
"How did you know?"
Xu Mu dispelled his disguise technique and walked over with a smile.
"Only you... would... save me."
Seeing that the person before her really was Xu Mu, Xiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Ran, actually, to counteract the Spring Night Herb..."
Before Xu Mu could finish, Xiao Ran lunged forward, tackling Xu Mu to the ground.
"I want... a Sony console," Xiao Ran's voice whispered in Xu Mu's ear.
The somewhat pungent scent of the Spring Night Herb was so strong it was even starting to affect Xu Mu.
"I can't do that. My system is Microsoft, not Sony..."
Before Xu Mu could finish his sentence, his eyes went wide.
He realized Xiao Ran had lost all reason; she had become as fierce as a wolf or a tiger.
...
Ye Chen held his phone, which was playing the video of Xiao Ran.
His face instantly turned bone-chillingly cold. Since someone could kidnap Xiao Ran, getting his phone number was naturally a trivial matter for them.
He immediately used his phone to dial Xiao Ran's number.
A moment later, the call connected.
"Xiao Ran..."
"Forget Xiao Ran. She and I are busy right now. Hanging up."
Fang Chu, on the other end, spoke and then terminated the call.
Ye Chen's eyes filled with violence. He looked at the video again and dialed the number that had sent it.
"Who are you?"
"North City of Yang City, Beiyang Real Estate, the unfinished construction site. Come alone. Your company is only twenty minutes away. If I don't see you in twenty minutes, I'll kill the woman."
"Do you think a mere woman can threaten me?"
Ye Chen scoffed coldly.
"I'm only giving you twenty minutes. If you don't come, I'll act! Worst case scenario, I'll just keep kidnapping people around you. Remember, come alone. The clock starts now."
With that, the other party hung up.
Ye Chen looked at the time on his phone and cursed under his breath, "Fuck!"
He immediately stood up, took the elevator down, got into his Range Rover, and sped toward the destination.
During the drive, he immediately called Zhong Qianqian, instructing her to hack into the street surveillance system to find out exactly who had kidnapped Xiao Ran.
Zhong Qianqian immediately began the operation.
...
After arriving at the destination, Ye Chen called Zhong Qianqian. "What's the situation?"
"Dragon King, I tracked down one of our security guards. He got into a Buick GL8. After getting out, he took off his security uniform. But when I tracked that license plate, I found it belonged to a Volkswagen."
"Fake plates. It looks like we won't find anything in the short term. There's no time."
Ye Chen finished speaking, hung up the phone, and walked toward the unfinished construction site before him.
Stepping inside, he found the vast site completely devoid of workers.
"I'm here! Rats of the Dai family, get the hell out here!"
Ye Chen shouted to the surroundings.
Just as his voice fell, a man wearing a black mask walked out from a distant building.
"Ye Chen, your woman is watching you from somewhere right now. If you commit suicide now, I'll let her go."
"Dai Xuan, stop pretending."
Ye Chen looked at him indifferently.
"I have to maintain a little mystery."
Dai Xuan didn't remove his mask. As long as Ye Chen wasn't an idiot, it was easy to guess it was the Dai family.
"Even if Xiao Ran were right in front of me, I would still say that her life cannot threaten me. No, actually, no one's life can threaten me."
Ye Chen stood with his hands clasped behind his back. "However, after she dies, I will avenge her."
...
Meanwhile, Xu Mu was still enduring the relentless pounding.

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.”

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?"

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."