Shi Fumeng covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter trembling like a flower branch.
"What are you laughing at?"
Xu Mu asked, frowning.
"Big brother, you don't even know how to lie. It's not that I'm narcissistic, but I can be considered a beauty, right? Why are you not interested in me at all, and yet you say it's for girls?"
Shi Fumeng put her hand down, "Do you think I'd fall for such a poor lie?"
"You're a beauty in the eyes of some people, but not to me. There's no perfect beauty in the world. Everyone's aesthetics are different. For example, I like big ones. With that little meat of yours, is it enough to feed a child?"
Xu Mu looked at Shi Fumeng's chest and curled his lips.
"You..."
Shi Fumeng immediately covered her chest.
[Favorability -1]
She took a deep breath, and then said coldly: "Shameless! Perverted!"
"Dismiss the hundred schools of thought, revere only Confucianism. I am a Confucianist, I just like Confucianism, and you can't do it. We are not on the same path."
Xu Mu stood with his hands behind his back, his face proud.
"Damn! Xu Mu, you are really shameless enough. Do you think I don't understand?"
Shi Fumeng was furious. If she didn't want to get his Heaven-rank cultivation method, she would have gone up and slapped his mouth in the morning.
"Sigh! You're clearly vulgar."
Xu Mu shook his head slightly, "Do you have anything else? If not, please leave."
"You..."
Before Shi Fumeng could finish, Feng Yue walked out from the neighbor's villa.
Seeing Xu Mu standing at the door, she smiled and came over to greet him, "Morning."
[Favorability +10]
"What morning? It's almost time for lunch."
Xu Mu was a bit helpless. Feng Yue seemed to be having a better time than him right now.
The commercial struggle between Ye Chen and the Xu family did not affect her beauty pills.
Her company was developing well in its comfort zone, and Feng Yue herself was sleeping until she woke up naturally every day.
"Oh, who is this sister? Boss's luck with women is really impressive."
Feng Yue noticed Shi Fumeng next to him and couldn't help teasing.
"Stop spouting nonsense, we just casually know each other."
Xu Mu said indifferently, "Maybe she's after my money. I don't want this kind of realistic woman."
He had already hinted very obviously. Although Shi Fumeng's favorability towards him was still positive.
But her filial piety value had not changed at all. Coupled with what the person from the Guanxiong clan said before.
It was easy to guess that her goal was his cultivation method.
"Xu Mu, I came to communicate with you properly, but you treat me like this. You make me very angry. You will regret it!"
Shi Fumeng pointed viciously at Xu Mu, then turned around, tossed her long hair, and strode away.
Xu Mu didn't say anything more. It was best if she left.
Although he knew her purpose, keeping such a person around would mean having to be on guard sooner or later, afraid that she would do something against him.
This would make Xu Mu very tired. He was originally a person who hated trouble.
However, Xu Mu felt that since the other party came to him on her own initiative, she shouldn't leave so quickly.
"Boss, where did you get this romantic debt from?"
Feng Yue laughed mischievously.
"Is your butt itching?"
Xu Mu glared at Feng Yue, "I met this woman in the ruins. She should be eyeing my cultivation method."
"Boss, you don't need to explain to me. I don't care anyway."
Feng Yue waved her hand with a smile, "I'm going to the company first, and then I plan to continue looking for Wan Yue and Xingluo to train."
"Since you saw it, I'll give it to you first. This is made from a divine medicine. Only by following me can you get one."
Xu Mu took out a golden pill from his body and handed it to Feng Yue.
[Favorability +15]
Feng Yue swallowed the pill with a smile, "Thank you, Boss."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a wave of air in her stomach, instantly filling her whole body, making her blush.
Such a huge medicinal effect, even if she didn't know what a divine medicine was, she knew it was very precious.
Suddenly, Feng Yue felt as if she had broken through a boundary. She raised her hand and said, "Boss, I seem to have advanced. This should be the Gang Qi you guys talk about."
Xu Mu stepped forward, grabbed Feng Yue's wrist, felt it carefully, and then smiled: "It is indeed Gang Qi. You can burst the Qi in your body out. This realm is already considered stepping into the ranks of experts."
The current Feng Yue had finally caught up with the main group.
Among the people around Xu Mu, Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo were currently the strongest, both having reached the mid-stage of Divine Power.
After that was Xu Ningbing. Although she didn't have as many pills as Ye Tong and Ye Yu, she had luckily taken a divine medicine before.
She was already at the late stage of Gang Qi.
As for Ye Tong and Ye Yu, they were both at the mid-stage of Gang Qi. Compared to Ye Tong, Ye Yu's strength was slightly higher.
However, Feng Yue caught up with the main group after taking the divine medicine.
Currently, none of the others had taken the divine medicine.
Bai Yi had just started, and her current strength was still inferior to Feng Yue.
"Boss, thank you. If it wasn't for you, I might never have reached this realm in my life."
Feng Yue felt her own power, her face full of emotion.
[Favorability +20]
"Work hard. I like to be kept by women. I'll rely on you guys to protect me in the future."
Xu Mu said with a smile.
Feng Yue nodded.
After sending Feng Yue away, Xu Mu first returned to his own villa. He went to his bedroom and checked the surveillance.
Sure enough, someone sneaked in, but they didn't destroy anything. They just checked every room, found no one, and left.
Xu Mu returned to the sofa and took out the Nokia he got before.
He read the text messages one by one, spending a long time before finishing reading all hundreds of text messages.
He took a deep breath, "I didn't expect this second brother to be working for them."
Putting the phone away, Xu Mu didn't plan to go to Meng Wanyue and the others.
Ye Chen's people would definitely continue to track him. He had already taken them to see Chen Xuan today.
He didn't want these people to meet everyone around him.
Just then, Xu Mu's phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw it was Zhong Qianqian calling.
When he took her to the county town yesterday, Xu Mu had already spent money to buy her a new phone and a laptop.
"Xu Mu, it's me, Zhong Qianqian."
"I know, did something happen?"
Xu Mu asked with a smile.
"I've already rented a house and used someone else's identity information. Ye Chen definitely won't find me."
Zhong Qianqian said over there, "Just now, I activated the laptop left on Ye Chen's side and heard a message."
"What message?"
Xu Mu asked, frowning.
"I'll just send you the audio."
As soon as Zhong Qianqian finished speaking, a several-minute recording popped up on Xu Mu's phone.
After Xu Mu hung up the phone, he clicked on the recording.
"Xiao Ran, there is a traitor among my subordinates, but those people can't enter our core circle. Even if there is a traitor, I don't care. What I care about are the people around me."
The opening of the recording was Ye Chen's voice.
"Is the Dragon King suspecting me?"
Xiao Ran's voice also came over.
"I don't want to doubt you, but the traitor this time is Meng Wanyue. You two were the closest, so I need you to prove your loyalty. Only then will I trust you with important matters in the future."
"What do you want me to do, Dragon King?"
"Wear a hidden camera. I want a live feed of the entire thing so I can watch you kill her."
...
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?"
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.
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!
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.”
