Xu Mu got into the car, bid farewell to Shi Fumeng, and left the place.
Leaning back in his seat, he tilted his head to look at Xiao Ran beside him. "You have quite the nerve. Aren't you afraid Ye Chen would kill you?"
"The Dragon King has left. He's gone out for training," Xiao Ran explained.
"Aren't you afraid I would kill you? You attacked Wanyue before," Xu Mu continued.
"The reason I came to find Wanyue this time was to explain the truth. I didn't expect you to have called her over for help, so I just tagged along," Xiao Ran glanced at Xu Mu. "It was Ye Chen who ordered me to attack Wanyue. He just wanted to see if I was loyal to him."
"Brother Mu, Sister Ran had a camera on her at the time, and there were many cameras on the surrounding trees as well. She didn't dare tell me the truth," Meng Wanyue added from the front, explaining.
Clearly, she hadn't told Xiao Ran that Xu Mu already knew about this matter.
"So, you are still loyal to Ye Chen. For his sake, you were truly willing to kill Wanyue," Xu Mu looked out the window and asked softly, "If I hadn't had Xingluo intervene, would you have killed her?"
Hearing this, Meng Wanyue, who was driving, stiffened slightly.
"I would definitely have continued the lethal attack, because I knew Wanyue wouldn't die. The first thing I asked Wanyue when I saw her was whether you had come," Xiao Ran looked at Xu Mu. "As long as you were there, Wanyue wouldn't be in danger."
"What if I wasn't there?"
"If you weren't, I would have done my best to extend the battlefield to a populated area. By then, the Dragon King would certainly have ordered me to stop," Xiao Ran answered without hesitation.
"Aren't you tired?"
Xu Mu shot a glance at Xiao Ran.
Hearing this, Xiao Ran immediately averted her eyes, unsure how to respond.
"Sister Ran, you've seen my current strength. I can tell you with full responsibility, it's all thanks to Brother Mu. He gave me cultivation techniques, elixirs, and asks for nothing in return," Meng Wanyue gripped the steering wheel tightly. "I've killed so many people for Ye Chen, nearly died several times. What has he ever given me? Sister Ran, only by following Brother Mu can you..."
"Wanyue, that's enough."
Xu Mu suddenly cut off Meng Wanyue's words. "Everyone has their own thoughts. I respect Xiao Ran's choice. Besides, I'm not lacking in her combat strength. I believe it won't be long before you surpass her, leaving her far behind."
He said this deliberately; it was time to apply some pressure on Xiao Ran.
No ancient martial artist isn't obsessed with power. Letting Xiao Ran watch helplessly as her former student and little sister surpasses her would surely leave her feeling a sense of loss.
Just as Xu Mu intended, Xiao Ran felt somewhat dazed upon hearing these words.
Thinking carefully, how long had Meng Wanyue been following Xu Mu?
In such a short time, she had already reached this level. Surpassing her was only a matter of time.
Even if Meng Wanyue surpassed her tomorrow, Xiao Ran felt it wouldn't be surprising.
She felt joy in her heart, but also a touch of envy and jealousy.
Because Meng Wanyue surpassing her relied not on talent, but simply on changing who she followed, nothing more.
...
Jiang City.
Xiao Ran got out of the car outside the city; she didn't want to give Ye Chen any more leverage.
Meng Wanyue focused on driving and didn't speak.
Only after driving the car into the garage of Xu Mu's villa did she turn around, looking at Xu Mu with a complex expression.
"Wanyue, what's wrong?"
Xu Mu looked at her expression.
"Although I feel bad saying this about Sister Ye, I still have to say it, Brother Mu, find a way to win Sister Ran over too," Meng Wanyue clenched her fists. "I really can't bear to see her being manipulated by Ye Chen because of past loyalty."
"Whoa! What do you mean 'win over'? Can't you be more civilized about it?"
Xu Mu pushed the car door open somewhat helplessly.
"I mean it literally. I want her to become your woman."
Meng Wanyue got out of the car as well.
"If she's unwilling, what can I do?"
Of course, Xu Mu also wanted to pull Xiao Ran to his side; after all, they had already... communicated.
But this matter ultimately depended on Xiao Ran herself.
He didn't like forcing people to his side. That way, they would surely have divided loyalties.
He would at least wait until Xiao Ran was completely disillusioned with Ye Chen before intensifying his efforts.
Meng Wanyue nodded. "I'll try my best to persuade her too."
...
After Meng Wanyue left, Xu Mu went to the villa's courtyard.
Currently, he possessed a great many rare treasures and naturally needed to find a place to hide them.
But he didn't feel secure storing them elsewhere, so he decided to hide them in his own villa.
However, before that, he thought he should try his luck with the lottery draws.
He still had one ten-draw left from before, plus what he earned this time, allowing for two consecutive ten-draws.
Xu Mu placed his hand on the roulette wheel and initiated a ten-draw.
He hoped for more of the basic rewards this time. Compared to techniques, he now wished more for an increase in his cultivation realm.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20 attribute points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a pair of Directional Transfer Tokens.]
"Whoa!"
Xu Mu straightened up from the sofa, surprised that even Transfer Tokens could be drawn.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Tier 3 Rare Treasure Gift Box.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Qi Sea Elixir Gift Box.]
Another Qi Sea Elixir.
The one he gave to Shi Fumeng was now returned twofold.
The subsequent rewards were all the basic ones.
Xu Mu immediately started the next round of draws.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining one kilogram of gold.]
Xu Mu held his forehead. Did this system really come with a built-in financial management feature?
Recently, gold prices had hit new highs, skyrocketing to the heavens.
He was starting to sympathize with his fellow men; the gold demanded by the bride's family at weddings now had to be bought at double the price.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20 attribute points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Tier 1 Rare Treasure Gift Box.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Earth-grade technique and mental cultivation method, Rock Fist.]
...
The second round of draws also concluded.
Aside from the Transfer Tokens, there weren't any other particularly good items.
This time, he gained a total of 270 cultivation points and 140 attribute points. Xu Mu added them all.
Feeling the changes in his body, stronger than before, he checked his status panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Antagonist Saint Physique, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Grandmaster (Early Stage)
Physique: 1550
Spirit: 1550
Cultivation Points: 1300 (Full 1600)
Destiny Power: 3012
Seeing this, Xu Mu smiled. One or two more ten-draws, and he should be able to reach the Mid-Stage Grandmaster realm.
Having reached this realm, he felt he should be able to put up a fight even against Transcendent realm experts.
He took out the Transfer Tokens for a look and finally understood what 'Directional Transfer Tokens' meant.
These were different from regular Transfer Tokens. Regular tokens transferred the person along with the token itself.
This Directional Transfer only moved the person; the token wouldn't follow.
Suddenly, Xu Mu's eyes lit up. He went to the villa's garage and used the White Emperor's Sacred Sword to pierce the ground.
He only left a narrow, four-finger-wide hole in the ground. After going about two meters deep, he controlled the long sword to carve out a cavity inside.
Through this small hole, Xu Mu dropped the tokens down.
He then returned to the living room, taking the other token in his hand.
After activating the formation, he teleported directly underground, and the token in his hand fell to the ground.
Deep below, Xu Mu used his qi to compact the surrounding space, revealing a vast underground chamber.
High above, there was only a narrow, small hole. Who would have thought that behind such a tiny opening lay such an expansive space.
He took out all the rare treasures from his spatial ring and storage space, placing them on the ground, keeping only a few useful ones for himself.
Picking up the token here and activating it, he returned once more to the living room.
Xu Mu said with a smile, "Now I have my own little treasury."
Just then, Xu Mu's phone rang again. It was an unknown number.
He frowned slightly and answered it.
"Xu Mu, please, save the Empress!"
A mature woman's voice came from the other end.
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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?"
