Shi Fumeng turned her head and glanced at Xu Mu. "You're looking for someone else? Are they trustworthy?"
"Absolutely trustworthy. It's just that this woman asks for a high price, but she's in the Mortal Shedding Realm and can keep us safe."
Saying this, Xu Mu took out his phone. "Never mind, I'll give her a call first."
After dialing Fu Jinyu's number, a long time passed, but the other party didn't pick up.
Xu Mu frowned immediately. A few minutes later, he dialed again, but it still went unanswered.
"Did something happen to this friend of yours? Her cultivation realm might be high, but for someone like her, her enemies' realms must be high too."
Shi Fumeng said from the side.
"Probably not."
Xu Mu shook his head. Fu Jinyu's Destiny Level was so high, and she was an expert in the middle stage of the Mortal Shedding Realm.
It would be completely impossible for ordinary people to take her down.
"I think just the two of us should go. The more people there are, the fewer treasures we get to split."
Shi Fumeng looked at Xu Mu and said.
"Then you'll deal with the Mortal Shedding Realm experts?"
Xu Mu said flatly.
"We'll deal with them together. You have so many powerful cultivation techniques. Last time, even while carrying a kid on your back, Lei Ao couldn't do anything to you."
Shi Fumeng said with a smile, "Just the two of us. We'll leave right now. Our goal is the natural treasures, so we'll avoid combat whenever possible."
Xu Mu hesitated for a moment. This Shi Fumeng was at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm. If she really dared to set him up, given his current realm, he should be able to kill her.
Thinking of this, Xu Mu nodded. "Alright, just the two of us. We leave now, and we split it forty-sixty."
"How could I accept that?"
"Sixty for me, forty for you."
Xu Mu stood up from the bench. "If you don't agree, I'm going home right now."
Shi Fumeng curled her lips. "I agree, alright!"
...
Xu Mu didn't expect that this branch of the Immortality Research Institute would be hidden in the western part of Jiangnan Province.
He originally thought they would hide deep in uninhabited mountains, but unexpectedly, they did the exact opposite.
Xu Mu checked the map. If they drove, it would only take three hours.
This time, he didn't fly a helicopter. Instead, he simply took Shi Fumeng and drove a Geely toward their destination.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Xu Mu and Shi Fumeng arrived in a small county town in western Jiangnan Province.
Eventually, following the navigation, the two arrived at a large shopping mall on the edge of the county town.
"What are we doing here? Don't tell me you're hungry and want something to eat?"
Xu Mu turned his head to look at Shi Fumeng.
"What if I told you that the branch of the Immortality Research Institute is hidden right here?"
Shi Fumeng asked while looking at the large mall in front of them.
"What did you say?"
Xu Mu's eyes widened. He observed his surroundings and noticed that the mall had a massive flow of people.
He hadn't expected the Immortality Research Institute to be so extreme as to establish a branch here.
If they actually clashed with the Cleaners, all these customers shopping here would become hostages.
"This organization really deserves to die."
Xu Mu's expression gradually darkened. They were truly deranged.
"Park the car somewhere else. Don't park in their underground garage."
Shi Fumeng explained, "The entrance to the ruin here is right in the underground garage. It's full of security cameras, and heavily guarded."
Xu Mu nodded. He turned the car down another street and found an open-air parking lot.
After getting ready, Xu Mu and Shi Fumeng walked toward the mall together.
The overall layout inside was similar to an ordinary large supermarket.
After entering, Xu Mu and Shi Fumeng took a quick stroll around before taking the elevator down to the underground garage.
Judging from the vehicles parked here, it was obvious there were a lot of people around.
He used his perception to scan the surroundings and found quite a few security guards patrolling in scattered formations.
Looking at their stances and demeanors, it was clear they were no ordinary people.
"Have you been inside?"
Xu Mu asked suddenly.
"No, I only know the entrance. I don't know the situation inside."
Shi Fumeng gently shook her head.
"From what you're saying, it's really fraught with danger."
Xu Mu took out his phone and sent the address of the mall he was at to Zhong Qianqian.
Then he typed a message, asking her to temporarily disable the security cameras in the underground garage.
A moment later, Zhong Qianqian called him.
"Xu Mu, I've successfully hacked in."
"That fast?"
Xu Mu was full of surprise.
"These civilian surveillance systems are too easy for me. I can even see the beautiful JK girl next to you."
Zhong Qianqian's voice came through the phone.
Xu Mu felt a bit helpless. "She's no beautiful girl."
"What do you want me to do?"
Zhong Qianqian asked from the other end.
"Starting from now, disable the cameras for three minutes."
Xu Mu glanced at Shi Fumeng beside him. "Three minutes should be enough to get in, right?"
"Of course."
Shi Fumeng nodded.
"Alright, if it's only three minutes, I'll just make their video feeds freeze. I'll also make you guys disappear from the monitors inside the mall."
Zhong Qianqian paused for a dozen seconds and said, "Done. Make your move."
Xu Mu immediately put his phone away and stood up together with Shi Fumeng.
Led by Shi Fumeng, they arrived at the edge of the underground garage, where there was a rolling shutter door.
In front of the door stood a man wearing a security uniform.
Shi Fumeng raised her fingers, making a gun gesture.
Bang!
A blue water ball flew toward the man like a marble, accurately hitting him in the temple.
He collapsed to the ground on the spot.
"Hurry!"
Shi Fumeng immediately went over and lifted the rolling shutter door.
Xu Mu went in with her, and they closed the door again.
This was a storage space for sundries, containing large brooms, as well as some jacks and tire parts.
Shi Fumeng walked to the edge and placed her hand on a section of the wall. "This is it."
She released her Qi, activating the formation in front of her, and Shi Fumeng's entire hand passed through it.
Following that, her body stepped inside as well.
Xu Mu shook his head slightly. He hadn't expected the entrance to be hidden here; these people were truly cautious.
He felt he should be careful too, so he took out a mask and a hat from his storage space, disguising himself before walking in.
Upon arriving inside this ruin, Xu Mu was instantly dumbfounded.
Not only was he dumbfounded, but Shi Fumeng beside him also froze in place.
Because right in front of them stood dozens of guards, including experts.
Xu Mu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly spotted an acquaintance. It was exactly that Zi Wangyou he had met before.
She was the Deputy Minister of the Defense Department of the Immortality Research Institute, an expert in formations.
Moreover, she belonged to the alien Nine-Tailed Fox clan.
She had suffered a setback at his hands before, and he originally thought she would retaliate. He didn't expect her to be so composed.
Today, Zi Wangyou was still dressed in leather, with long black hair.
Judging from her appearance, she looked to be around thirty, with a completely different aura from Shi Fumeng.
If age wasn't taken into consideration, Shi Fumeng could indeed be considered a beautiful girl.
But Zi Wangyou had an older sister vibe, especially with her leather top stretched tight over her chest. Although not as domineering as Xu Ningbing, she was on par with Dai Xingluo.
"Fuck! We're dead!"
Shi Fumeng cursed under her breath.

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.

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

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.”