Xu Mu had already returned to the company and was having lunch with Meng Wanyue in the office cafeteria.
Meng Wanyue kept her head down, still feeling uneasy all over, especially when she recalled what had happened the night before.
Drinking really does lead to trouble.
"Wanyue, let me make this clear—after I took you home last night, I didn’t do anything to you. I swear," Xu Mu said, looking up at her.
Meng Wanyue’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head to focus on her meal. "I know. I believe you, President Xu."
"You told me a lot of things yesterday," Xu Mu said, deciding to take a step forward. "What I want to ask is—does the Dragon King you mentioned treat you well?"
At this, Meng Wanyue’s expression changed abruptly. After a moment of hesitation, she replied, "Yes."
"Good," Xu Mu nodded. "If there ever comes a time when you feel he doesn’t treat you well—or not as well as I do—then don’t stay with him anymore. Follow me from then on."
Meng Wanyue let out a bitter smile. Since she had already revealed so much to Xu Mu, there was no point in hiding anything now.
"Once you belong to the Dragon King, you belong to him for life. Leaving means death," she said, her lifeless eyes meeting Xu Mu’s. "I have no way out."
"If he’s really like that, how can you say he treats you well? What are you thinking?" Xu Mu frowned, his expression darkening. "Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll protect you."
Meng Wanyue froze, then gave a faint smile—one that was different from before. This time, it wasn’t forced.
"President Xu… thank you."
She didn’t know why, but hearing his words warmed her heart.
The Dragon King’s power was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Facing him, Xu Mu was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
[Affection Points +5]
Xu Mu noticed he had gained forty points of Justice Value. Through his Divine Eye, he saw that Meng Wanyue’s affection toward him had already turned positive.
It seemed his efforts hadn’t been in vain.
Still, her affection level was still too low—he needed to nurture it further.
If her affection for him was positive, then surely her affection for the Dragon King was too.
Xu Mu’s goal was simple: make sure his own affection points surpassed the Dragon King’s. Then, Meng Wanyue would naturally become his ally.
After lunch, Xu Mu returned to his office.
He first sent a message to Ye Tong, telling her he’d be going home that evening.
Then, he opened his system. Thanks to Zhao Yingying and her mother’s help, he now had enough for another ten-draw.
Let’s see what goodies he could get this time.
Following his usual routine, he first checked his stats panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villain’s Holy Body, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Late-Stage Ming Jin
Physique: 150
Spirit: 150
Cultivation Points: 40 (Max: 100)
Destiny Power: 154
His Destiny Power had increased slightly, thanks to what he had taken from that live-in son-in-law.
He remembered that when he first started, raising a single stat to fifty had pushed him into the realm of ancient martial arts.
Now that his Destiny Power had surpassed 150, he planned to allocate some to his father when he had the chance—to see if he could break through to the same realm.
But for now, his priority was claiming his rewards.
He clicked the roulette wheel and initiated the ten-draw. The wheel began flashing.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 20 Cultivation Points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 30 Cultivation Points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Storage Space.]
…
Xu Mu frowned when he saw this reward. Another Storage Space?
Still, he didn’t check it immediately, waiting instead for all the rewards to appear.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 10 Attribute Points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Divine Ability: Mastery of Pharmaceuticals.]
At this, Xu Mu’s eyes widened. Another divine ability!
He wasn’t sure what this one did yet, but he’d study it carefully once the draws were over.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 30 Cultivation Points.]
…
As the rewards appeared one after another, all eleven draws were completed.
Nine of them were the usual minimum rewards, but two brought something new—another Storage Space and Mastery of Pharmaceuticals.
He first checked the Storage Space and found that his original space had indeed expanded.
Before, it had been about the size of a refrigerator. Now, it was twice as large.
It was definitely useful—bigger space meant more storage, especially for bulkier items.
If he kept drawing Storage Spaces, he might even be able to fit his sports car inside.
Closing the Storage Space, Xu Mu immediately checked the description of Mastery of Pharmaceuticals.
As he understood the ability, his mind was flooded with inexplicable knowledge.
Now he realized just how powerful this ability was.
Though it couldn’t be used directly, it truly lived up to its "divine" classification.
Mastery of Pharmaceuticals was simple: whether it was traditional Chinese herbs or legendary spiritual treasures—as long as humans had recorded them—Xu Mu would know their medicinal properties and uses.
The same applied to synthetic chemical drugs.
Just by tasting or smelling them, he could identify their components and effects.
In short, Xu Mu had become a walking encyclopedia of pharmaceuticals.
And "pharmaceuticals" didn’t just mean medicine—poisons were included too.
From now on, poisoning Xu Mu would be nearly impossible.
The moment he smelled it, he’d know if something was toxic.
Of course, if someone far stronger forced him to drink poison, he’d still be helpless.
This time, Xu Mu had gained a total of 120 Cultivation Points and 40 Attribute Points.
As usual, he allocated them all.
He could clearly feel his body changing once again.
[Congratulations, Host, for advancing to Early-Stage An Jin.]
Black text appeared before his eyes.
He checked his stats panel again.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villain’s Holy Body, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Early-Stage An Jin
Physique: 170
Spirit: 170
Cultivation Points: 60 (Max: 200)
Destiny Power: 154
Xu Mu noticed that his Cultivation Points cap had changed after reaching An Jin.
Originally, the max was 100, but now it was 200.
Still, as his realm improved, so did his strength—which made perfect sense.
Knowledge about An Jin also surfaced in his mind.
Ancient martial artists transitioned from Ming Jin to An Jin.
Ming Jin was essentially just punches and kicks—surface-level damage anyone could do.
But An Jin marked true entry into the world of ancient martial arts.
Because it involved opening the meridians.
An Jin allowed the accumulation of force—storing so-called "strength" in the meridians before releasing it all at once.
This "strength" was known as Qi.
Xu Mu stood up and walked over to a bookshelf where a few novels were displayed.
He picked up a thick one, squeezed it between his hands, and held it in front of him.
Focusing his gaze, he unleashed An Jin, feeling the power in his arms surge and concentrate—before exploding from his palms.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed.
The inch-thick book shattered instantly, fragments scattering in all directions.
Xu Mu smiled faintly.
This was An Jin—releasing force like an explosion.
He was truly no match for Ming Jin's level.
"Whether you're some Dragon King or War King, just you wait."
As Xu Mu spoke, he heard his phone vibrate. Walking over to check, he saw it was a call from Ye Tong.
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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
