"Alright!"
Shi Fumeng had originally planned to fight anyway. Dealing with a man like Xu Mu, simply talking would definitely not make him believe her.
"Big brother, can you guys not fight? It's easy to hurt the flowers, grass, and innocent people like me."
Tian Xi was a bit dumbfounded and, out of fear, grabbed Xu Mu's sleeve with her small hand.
Looking at the current standoff, Xu Mu's side only had four people capable of fighting.
But on the opposite side, their enemies had superior numbers and numerous experts.
If a fight broke out, their side would definitely be no match.
Even if these few were strong enough to actually hold their ground, they wouldn't have the time to protect her.
Wouldn't she end up dead anyway?
"I'm sorry, little sister. I shouldn't have brought you here, but it's too late for regrets now."
Xu Mu grabbed Tian Xi and hoisted her onto his shoulder. "Hold on tight. I don't have a free hand to support you."
[Affection +10]
Tian Xi's face was full of emotion. At such a critical juncture, this man still hadn't abandoned her. He truly was a good person.
Beside them, Shi Fumeng also saw this situation, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.
She could not understand Xu Mu's actions. He had clearly only met the girl once, so why go out of his way to bring along such a burden?
By now, more and more people were surrounding Xu Mu and the others.
Chen Xuan tightened his grip on his woodchopping knife and asked in a low voice, "Brother Mu, what should we do?"
"For us, scattering is better than joining forces."
Xu Mu said to Chen Xuan, "Old Chen, let's split up."
"Alright! Then I'll fall back first!"
Chen Xuan leaped up, jumping out of the crowd's encirclement, and ran toward the depths of the area.
"Huihui! Come here!"
Xu Mu waved to Jiang Huihui. As she approached him, he took a token out of his storage space and quietly slipped it into her pocket.
Jiang Huihui reached into her pocket, felt it for a moment, and immediately knew what it was.
It was a teleportation token engraved by the array experts of their Sanitation Department.
She naturally understood Xu Mu's intention: if she encountered danger, she was to activate the teleportation and return to his side.
[Affection +10]
"I'm off!"
Jiang Huihui leaped into the air and similarly vanished from the spot.
Among the numerous Guanxiong Clan members surrounding them, another group chased after her.
Xu Mu looked at Lei Ao and Wu Tian in the distance and asked with a smile, "What's the situation? Both of them left. Aren't you going to chase them?"
"Those two pieces of trash aren't even worth me taking action."
Lei Ao sneered. He looked at Wu Tian, "Little brother Wu Tian, ask your master: if I kill Shi Fumeng, will he hate me?"
Hearing this, Wu Tian stared at Shi Fumeng and said, "Senior Sister, this is your last chance. If you kneel and apologize to Lei Ao, we can let this matter go."
"Heh! The Guanxiong Clan deserves to die. You shouldn't be associating with them!"
Shi Fumeng clenched her fists.
Hearing this, Wu Tian looked at Lei Ao and said, "My master said she can be killed!"
"Good!"
Lei Ao's eyes were filled with excitement. He knew that Shi Fumeng had a spatial ring in her possession.
There were definitely treasures inside, and this was the perfect opportunity to snatch it.
"What are you standing around for? Get them!"
Lei Ao waved at the people around him.
Swish, swish, swish!
The surrounding Guanxiong Clan experts swarmed forward.
Wu Tian glanced back and asked in a deep voice, "Those two people from just now should be fine, right?"
"Don't worry. The power those two erupted with was only at the Supernatural Realm. My second brother is at the Perfected Grandmaster stage."
Lei Ao crossed his arms and said proudly, "Those two ants don't even have the qualifications to try anything funny."
Li Poshan's voice also reached Wu Tian's ears, "Those two don't have any powerful concealment techniques. Their cultivation is indeed only at the Supernatural Realm. With just them, they won't be able to get the divine medicine."
Wu Tian nodded to himself. "That's good."
"I'll kill you, traitor, first!"
Lei Ba raised his broadsword and charged toward Shi Fumeng.
Shi Fumeng took a step back, and a longsword appeared in her hand.
Even Xu Mu was captivated by her outfit: a beautiful woman with long, straight black hair wearing a JK uniform, holding a longsword in her hand.
It felt somewhat mismatched and out of place.
Shi Fumeng took a large stride forward. Upon reaching Lei Ba, she forcefully slashed down with her longsword.
A streak of blue sword qi erupted from her blade.
Seeing this, Lei Ba immediately brought his broadsword in front of him to block the sword qi, but his body was continuously forced backward.
Swish!
Shi Fumeng swung her sword again, and another streak of blue sword qi instantly flew out.
Lei Ba's massive figure finally couldn't withstand it. He was sent flying backward, crashing into a distant hillside.
Two deep gashes appeared on his chest, blood continuously spurting out.
"Why do you think your big brother asked me for help? Isn't it because I'm stronger!"
Shi Fumeng sheathed her longsword.
Xu Mu clapped from the sidelines. "I say, big sister, if you're this strong, why did you even ask us for help?"
"That's because..."
Before Shi Fumeng could finish her sentence, a black shadow instantly appeared in front of her.
This person was Lei Ao. Shi Fumeng reacted immediately, her longsword wrapping in blue Qi as she thrust it toward Lei Ao's eye.
However, Lei Ao did not stop his attack in the slightest. Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch his eye...
The hole in his chest suddenly vanished, only to reappear right over his eye.
The longsword passed perfectly through the hole, completely failing to harm him.
Shi Fumeng immediately adjusted her attack, attempting to slash horizontally out from his ear.
But the empty hole over Lei Ao's eye shifted once again, acting like a bubble that constantly clung to the blade.
In the end, the blade exited from his ear, and Lei Ao remained completely unscathed.
Yet, during Shi Fumeng's slashing attack, Lei Ao's own strike had not stopped.
Forming a claw with one hand, he forcefully swiped at Shi Fumeng's chest.
Boom!
Five tears appeared on Shi Fumeng's uniform top, and blood suddenly gushed out.
With a loud crash, Shi Fumeng slammed into a large tree in the distance.
The tree broke from the impact and came crashing down.
Shi Fumeng used her longsword to support herself, but just as she stood up, she collapsed to the ground again.
"Is this the Transcendent Realm? Even at the initial stage, it's an untouchable existence for a Perfected Grandmaster."
Xu Mu, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a black longsword, looked at Shi Fumeng in the distance.
Swish!
Just as his voice fell, Lei Ao's figure had already arrived in front of Xu Mu.
Five fingers flashing with golden radiance were already right before Xu Mu.
"Big brother, watch out!"
Tian Xi, who was on Xu Mu's back, quickly shouted.
Whoosh!
The five fingers swept across Xu Mu's front, the golden Qi energy acting like sharp blades.
But in the next moment, the golden blades vanished. Let alone a wound, not even Xu Mu's clothes were torn.
"Your speed is indeed quite fast."
As soon as Xu Mu finished speaking, five bloody claw marks suddenly appeared on the chest of a nearby Guanxiong Clan member, and the person collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Lei Ao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he rapidly retreated.
In the distance, Shi Fumeng stared wide-eyed. What was going on?
The attack had clearly landed on Xu Mu, so why was someone else injured instead?
Xu Mu shook his wrist. It was mainly because Wu Tian was too far away from him; otherwise, he would have transferred the attack onto him.
The person in front of him was very strong, but he just wondered how he compared to Gu Yongming.
...
At the same time.
All the outside experts had entered the formation, locked in a fierce battle with the core forces of the Pierced-Chest Tribe. The tribe's surprise attacks had caught them off guard, resulting in many tragic deaths.
An old man with a buzz cut, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, was moving rapidly along the mountain path with the help of a crutch. His left trouser leg was tied in a knot; the man was missing his left leg.
Suddenly, a blade thrust out from the rock behind him, stabbing straight toward the old man's back.
The next moment, the Pierced-Chest tribesman was left completely dumbfounded. The old man who had been right in front of his eyes had simply vanished.
"Have you seen my granddaughter? She looks just like a boy."
The old man's voice came from right behind him.

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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?"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.