Ye Chen didn't speak; he just kept his head down, eating the food in front of him.
After quite a long time, he finally looked up at Meng Wanyue, "I'm very curious about something, and I want you to give me an answer."
"What is the Dragon King curious about?"
Meng Wanyue asked.
"You tricked Xu Mu into the ruins this time, so why did he still let you stay by his side?"
Ye Chen lowered his head again and continued eating.
"I told him that Sister Ran was the one who told me about this ruin. He probably thought it was Sister Ran who deceived him."
Meng Wanyue explained.
Ye Chen continued asking, "Xu Mu knows very well that Xiao Ran is my subordinate. Why would he still go?"
"Perhaps because I said Sister Ran told me about this ruin a long time ago."
Meng Wanyue thought for a moment before answering.
"Then Xu Mu must trust you very much."
Ye Chen put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin from the side, and wiped the corners of his mouth.
Meng Wanyue nodded, "He does trust me a lot."
"But you were clearly my subordinate before."
Ye Chen crossed his arms and looked at Meng Wanyue. "Even if you made it clear to Xu Mu that you wanted to leave me and join him, he is far too unguarded around you."
"Dragon King, I don't understand what you mean. What are you trying to say?"
Meng Wanyue frowned slightly.
"Insolent! Meng Wanyue, is that how you speak to the Dragon King? You're courting death!"
Zhang Hehua, who was standing by the window, shouted coldly.
She was just about to walk toward Meng Wanyue when Ye Chen raised a hand to stop her.
"Meng Wanyue, I've thought of two possibilities. First, Xu Mu has never trusted you. He only kept you by his side to use you. For example, regarding this ruin, if you wanted him to go, he would figure out that I had set up an ambush inside."
Ye Chen paused for a moment, then continued, "Therefore, he called in top-tier experts and did the exact opposite, preparing to go to the ruins to kill me."
Meng Wanyue remained silent. Xu Mu would never do that.
If he was just using her, his feelings might be fake.
But those precious pills and powerful cultivation techniques were all real.
One must know that an Earth-rank cultivation technique could set off a storm of blood and carnage in the ancient martial arts world.
"The second possibility is that you betrayed me. You told him many of my secrets, which is why he trusts you so much."
Ye Chen's expression remained flat. "I don't know whether you fall into the first or second category right now, but testing it would be very simple."
"How does the Dragon King intend to test it?"
Meng Wanyue said indifferently.
"Regardless of whether you belong to the first or second category, you definitely can no longer stay by Xu Mu's side."
Ye Chen raised his hand and said, "Kneel down first. I am going to carve a character on your face."
"Dragon King, if you carve a character on her face, it will be inconvenient for her to go out and execute missions for you in the future."
Xiao Ran whispered from the side.
"It's not like she's my only female subordinate. Even if I need a honey trap, wouldn't using you be better than using her?"
Ye Chen glanced at Xiao Ran, then turned to Zhang Hehua and said, "Hehua, go. Carve the character 'Dragon' on her left cheek."
"Yes!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhang Hehua's eyes. "Dragon King, how big should the character be?"
"The size of your fist."
Ye Chen said indifferently.
Hearing this, a dagger appeared in Zhang Hehua's hand as she walked toward Meng Wanyue.
She arrived in front of Meng Wanyue and said coldly, "Didn't you hear the Dragon King tell you to kneel?"
Meng Wanyue looked at Ye Chen calmly. "As expected of the Dragon King. You really saw through me so easily, but you only hit the mark by a stroke of luck."
Ye Chen exhaled and asked softly, "Why a stroke of luck?"
"If you wanted to test my loyalty, whether it was making me kneel or carving a character on my face, I would have complied. You wouldn't have been able to see through me based on those two things alone."
Meng Wanyue paused for a moment. "But you said I could no longer stay by Brother Mu's side. That is something I cannot endure."
"Meng Wanyue! You dare betray the Dragon King! I'll kill you!"
The dagger in Zhang Hehua's hand instantly thrust toward Meng Wanyue's neck.
But Meng Wanyue simply extended two fingers and effortlessly caught the blade.
Meng Wanyue didn't make any further movement, yet Zhang Hehua felt a massive shock jolt through her body.
Stumbling back several steps, blood spilled from her mouth.
"Impossible!"
Zhang Hehua's expression changed drastically. She had originally been at the same cultivation realm as Meng Wanyue.
And now she had even broken through to the next level, reaching the mid-stage of Astral Qi.
Why did Meng Wanyue's strength feel as deep and unfathomable as the ocean to her?
"With just you? You still can't kill me."
Meng Wanyue threw the dagger in her hand onto the ground.
"Heh, I didn't expect you to have actually betrayed me."
As Ye Chen spoke, he glanced at Xiao Ran. "How are you feeling right now?"
"I..."
Xiao Ran was just about to speak when the door to the room was pushed open.
Xu Mu walked in holding a bottle of cola. "Little Ye, what did you call my Wanyue over for?"
After saying that, Xu Mu sat down on a chair, tilted his head back, and took a sip of cola.
Xiao Ran quickly left the room to check the hallway.
"Stop looking. I came alone this time."
Xu Mu said to Xiao Ran, "If you want to go downstairs to check, remember to pay for my cola. I charged it to your room's tab."
Hearing this, Xiao Ran returned to the private room and closed the door.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. "Xu Mu, what are you doing here?"
"I was afraid that my person would be bullied by you here."
Xu Mu smiled as he looked at Meng Wanyue. "Wanyue isn't a traitor. You make it sound as if you treated her so well. She simply didn't like working for you and jumped ship, that's all. The fact that she didn't demand her unpaid wages means she has already been more than generous."
"Insolent! You brat, you dare speak to the Dragon King like that?"
Zhang Hehua pointed at Xu Mu and shouted coldly.
"So noisy! Wanyue, slap her."
Xu Mu dug at his ear.
"Meng Wanyue, if you dare to make a move, you will die a miserable death."
Ye Chen stared at Meng Wanyue and barked a cold warning.
Swish!
Meng Wanyue instantly appeared in front of Zhang Hehua and delivered a vicious slap, showing absolutely no respect to Ye Chen.
Before Zhang Hehua could even react, the immense force tilted her body to the side. In the blink of an eye, a bright red handprint appeared on her face.
Zhang Hehua covered her cheek in complete disbelief. Just who exactly was this Xu Mu?
He didn't even take the Dragon King seriously.
"Little Ye, before you can make Wanyue die a miserable death, you will die a miserable death first."
Xu Mu stared at Ye Chen with an indifferent expression. "You need to remember, we still haven't settled the score for when you tried to kill me."
"Xu Mu, do you think that just because you have a sect backing you, you can do whatever you want?"
"That's right. I have a sect backing me, so I can do whatever I want."
Xu Mu took another sip of his cola. "Ye Chen, I remember you said something to me before. Now I'm returning it to you. You should be glad this isn't the ruins, otherwise, you would be dead."
Ye Chen's eyes were as dark and ruthless as a wild beast's. "Xu Mu, then we'll see about that!"
"Some Dragon King you are. It's like kids playing house. You might as well call yourself Old Wang, it rolls off the tongue much better."
Xu Mu scoffed. "Wanyue, let's go. If he dares to touch you, his three thousand soldiers will turn into three thousand graves."
...
Watching Xu Mu leave, Ye Chen shattered the table with a single palm strike, sending the food crashing all over the floor. "Xu Mu..."
Right at that moment, his phone rang.
Ye Chen took it out and saw that it was a call from Mu Qingying.
He took a deep breath. "What is it?"
"Mr. Ye, this is bad. Our initial test subjects, they... they've become impotent."
Mu Qingying reported from the other end of the line.

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.

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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.”

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?"