"Princess, your master also said it himself, the Hongyuan Pills you provided are stronger than ordinary Qihai Pills."
The middle-aged man in sunglasses said with a smile.
"You may leave."
Tantai Quan said to the middle-aged man in sunglasses, "Go back and tell Master that my next batch of pills will be delivered soon."
"Yes."
Just as the middle-aged man in sunglasses walked out, another man in a suit hurried in.
"Sister Quan, there's a guy causing trouble downstairs. Should we kill him?"
"No need, I'll go down and take a look."
Tantai Quan tapped out her cigarette ash, got up from the sofa, and walked outside.
Coming down the stairs, she immediately noticed a handsome, thinly built man.
This man was wearing very ordinary casual clothes, but he exuded a powerful aura.
His eyes, in particular, gave off a wicked vibe.
"Dear guest, what happened here to make you cause such a scene?"
Tantai Quan walked over with a smile. As she moved, the thunder hidden within her Hanfu trembled along.
The people around were all dumbfounded, including this thin man.
It had to be said that Tantai Quan before them was truly a natural enchantress.
"An eighth-grade heavenly treasure, Profound Yin Wood."
The young man took out a piece of wood as black as ink. It was the root of a tree, and some black rootlets could still be seen.
Tantai Quan walked over and reached out her hand with a smile. "May I take a look?"
The young man didn't speak, directly handing the wood to Tantai Quan.
After taking it, Tantai Quan observed it carefully, then brought it to her nose and sniffed. "It is indeed Profound Yin Wood. What's the matter?"
"I want to use this Profound Yin Wood to exchange for ten Qihai Pills, but your people here are only offering me five."
The young man explained, "This is the root of the Profound Yin Wood. The medicinal efficacy of the root is more than twice as strong as the trunk. Do you really take me for a fool?"
"Sister Quan, I was just following the rules. Although it's an eighth-grade heavenly treasure, it's not a highly demanded medicinal material. The rules clearly state it's worth five Qihai Pills."
The woman in uniform standing to the side said with a bitter face.
"It's fine, you can go down first. You didn't do anything wrong."
Tantai Quan waved the woman away, then looked at the young man again. "Guest, why get angry? You are right, the root does have a stronger efficacy, but those are the rules here. If you think it's unfair, you can find someone else."
Hearing this, the young man said lightly, "Then tell me, how many Qihai Pills can my eighth-grade heavenly treasure be exchanged for?"
"Six."
Tantai Quan said with a smile, "Profound Yin Wood is eighth-grade, but its uses are not wide. If you had an eighth-grade Blood Chrysanthemum, I would gladly give you twenty pills, let alone ten."
The young man was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. Immediately after, an evil and charming smile appeared on his face.
He leaned close to Tantai Quan and whispered in her ear, "You're from an alien race, aren't you?"
Hearing this, Tantai Quan's beautiful eyes instantly widened, but the next moment, she returned to normal.
"I am a legitimate businesswoman. What nonsense are you talking about?"
The smile on Tantai Quan's face grew even deeper.
"Hehe, I am certain you are."
The young man grinned.
"Then who are you? How did you come to that conclusion?"
Tantai Quan asked, her eyes curving into a smile.
"My name is Wu Tian, the Tian as in lawless!"
Wu Tian looked arrogant. "Today, I insist on ten pills, otherwise you know the consequences."
Tantai Quan's eyes gradually narrowed into slits. She definitely couldn't agree.
If she agreed this time, he would definitely come back next time.
Just then, a person walked in from outside.
"Sister Quan, what did you need me for?"
The person who came was none other than Xu Mu.
"Little brother, you're finally here."
Tantai Quan walked toward Xu Mu with a smile on her face.
Xu Mu suddenly frowned, feeling a gaze full of killing intent, so he followed the gaze.
He noticed the thin young man.
He didn't recognize this person, so he took a look using the Eye of God.
Upon seeing it, Xu Mu was instantly astonished. He had finally run into this Brother Evil God.
Name: Wu Tian
Character: Male Protagonist of The Evil God Leaves Prison
Destiny Power: 2750
Destiny Level: 27 (Max Level 10)
Seeing this information, Xu Mu glanced at Tantai Quan beside him, remembering that in the plot, she was part of Brother Evil God's harem.
From the looks of it, Brother Evil God was planning to develop the plot with Tantai Quan.
However, this Brother Evil God was quite formidable; his Destiny Level was actually twenty-seven.
This was the second highest so far, aside from the Dragon King, Ye Chen.
He just didn't know what stage this Brother Evil God had developed to.
If he had already reached the middle of the plot, this Destiny Power would seem quite normal to Xu Mu.
But if he was at the beginning of the plot, just like Chen Xuan who had just come down the mountain.
And he had also just left prison, then this Destiny Level would be incredibly impressive.
"Sister Quan, what's wrong?"
Xu Mu decided to first see what kind of character he had.
"He's holding the root of a Profound Yin Wood and wants to exchange it for ten of our Qihai Pills."
Tantai Quan looked at Wu Tian. "But according to our rules here, it can only be exchanged for five. He insists on ten, and even crushed our floor tiles."
Hearing this, Xu Mu nodded inwardly. "Buddy, since you think this place isn't suitable, you can just go exchange it somewhere else. Why crush their floor tiles?"
"And who might you be?"
Wu Tian asked indifferently.
"Never mind who I am, just tell me if what you did was right. They don't want to buy it, and you're trying to force a sale?"
Xu Mu walked over with his hands in his pockets.
"Why should I, Wu Tian, explain my actions to you?"
Wu Tian walked past Xu Mu and arrived in front of Tantai Quan again. "Ten pills, do you agree or not?"
"I do not agree. I'm not doing business with you!"
Tantai Quan was also somewhat annoyed.
Threatening her about being an alien race? She wasn't afraid.
It wasn't like she hadn't been investigated by the Cleaners before, and she hadn't done anything heinous.
"Hehe, I was just joking."
Wu Tian suddenly revealed a smile. "Sister, let's just do six."
"Who is your sister?"
Tantai Quan snorted coldly. "I just said, we are not doing business with you!"
"Fine, you said it. I will be back!"
After saying that, Wu Tian gave Xu Mu a cold glare and walked outside.
Tantai Quan pulled Xu Mu upstairs. After returning to the room, she placed the jade smoking pipe in her hand on the coffee table.
"Hmph! That pissed me off!"
As Tantai Quan was speaking, she noticed Xu Mu was smiling. "What are you smiling at?"
"You look quite cute when you're angry."
Xu Mu sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.
[Affection +10]
"Stop teasing your sister."
Tantai Quan's cheeks blushed slightly before returning to normal.
At this moment, Xu Mu's perception had been locked onto Wu Tian. Suddenly, he frowned.
This Wu Tian was actually talking to himself.
No!
Xu Mu suddenly noticed that his ring was shimmering with a faint light.
Holy shit!
Xu Mu was secretly shocked. Could it be that an old grandpa was living inside this male protagonist's ring?
If that was really the case, this guy wouldn't be easy to deal with.
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?"
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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.”
