Hearing this, Fu Jinyu's cheeks immediately flushed.
This bastard, Xu Mu, dared to talk nonsense in front of Hongyu.
Wasn't she, the majestic empress, supposed to have some face?
She stood with her hands behind her back, her face calm as she said, "Xu Mu, if you don't speak, no one will take you for a mute. Don't you have healing pills? Since you're injured, take a few more."
Hongyu on the ground slowly sat up and stretched out her hand, saying, "Xu Mu, there's still one pill here. Why don't you take it?"
Seeing Hongyu getting up, Fu Jinyu immediately placed her hand on her shoulder. "You're seriously injured now. Don't move around."
"Your Majesty, this healing pill is very precious. After taking one, I feel fine."
Hongyu explained in a low voice.
Xu Mu just waved his hand gently. "You keep it. I still have some on me."
"Don't give it to him. He doesn't seem to be in a bad state."
Fu Jinyu followed up and said. She glanced at Xu Mu indifferently. "Come with me!"
Xu Mu nodded and followed Fu Jinyu towards the depths of the ruins.
When they reached the place where they were previously trapped, Fu Jinyu found that all the members of the Tianyao clan in the ruins were kneeling on the ground.
Seeing Fu Jinyu, they all shouted, "Your Majesty!"
Fu Jinyu didn't stop. She just calmly glanced at them. "I'll give you a chance. Now you can follow Fu Cheng. I won't stop you. I think what he said makes sense. He can lead you to the peak."
After saying that, Fu Jinyu quickened her pace.
Xu Mu followed behind Fu Jinyu. He could tell that this empress was very dissatisfied with these clan members.
They came to a building in the depths. It was a huge palace made of piled - up stones.
Above the palace, there was a human - shaped statue. Behind the statue were the six sword - blade wings, the symbol of the Tianyao clan.
After entering the building, Fu Jinyu let out a sigh, and her whole body relaxed.
"Feeling annoyed?"
Xu Mu asked from behind.
"Yes. I've been good enough to them. Conflicts between different races often occur. Even when the children of our Tianyao clan were bullied by other races, I would spare no effort to go to their door and seek justice for us."
Fu Jinyu's face was cold. "Unexpectedly, all I got in return was their indifference."
Xu Mu understood Fu Jinyu's thoughts very well. Fortunately, he could see the filial piety value others had towards him, so he could avoid such situations.
"What are you doing here?"
Xu Mu observed his surroundings and found that there were no daily necessities in the building. It shouldn't be a place for living.
"This is the mausoleum where the kings of the Tianyao clan throughout the generations are buried. My father is also here."
Fu Jinyu walked towards the depths. "The blood seal of our clan is here."
"What is the blood seal?"
Xu Mu asked curiously.
"It's a contract that our race signed with our subordinate races back then. It has the prestige of our ancestors. This time, during the rebellion, I planned to come here to take the blood seal, but unexpectedly, I fell into Fu Cheng's trap."
Fu Jinyu glanced at Xu Mu and explained.
Xu Mu nodded secretly. In fact, it was similar to the imperial jade seal.
When they reached the very end, there was no more path.
In front was a black wall with a carved mural on it.
Roughly speaking, there were a group of demons and ghosts below, and on the top of a high mountain, there was a throne.
A person was sitting on it, wearing a crown on the head and with ten sword - blades floating behind.
Fu Jinyu came to the mural. There was a stone platform here.
She bit her finger, and the blood dripped onto the stone platform. Suddenly, the mural behind lit up.
Then, a red light emerged from the throne.
A red cube like a Rubik's cube floated out of the mural and landed in Fu Jinyu's palm.
"How advanced! This doesn't seem to be a formation."
Xu Mu looked at the blood - red cube and said softly.
"Of course, it's not a formation. It's the ability of our Tianyao clan."
Fu Jinyu put the cube away and put it on her body.
"Can only the blood of your clan make it work?"
Xu Mu asked beside her.
"If only the blood of our clan worked, Fu Cheng would have taken it away long ago."
Fu Jinyu said. "Only the kings of all generations can take out the blood seal. By dropping blood on it, one can make it recognize the master."
"I see."
Xu Mu nodded secretly.
"I'm going to suppress the rebellion now. What are your plans?"
Fu Jinyu looked at Xu Mu and asked.
"It's already dark now. I'll follow you. In case of danger, we can take care of each other."
Xu Mu said to Fu Jinyu. "Before that, can I..."
"No!"
Fu Jinyu glared at Xu Mu. "Wait until everything is over."
"Alright."
Xu Mu smiled. He originally also planned to go and have a look.
...
The two left the ruins together.
Fu Jinyu then hugged Xu Mu's body from behind. She spread her wings and flew towards the distance.
Xu Mu shook his head slightly. Feeling the two "thunderbolts" on his back, he really thought they were incredibly large.
He even thought they were so big that it seemed fake. If they were real, he'd rather eat them.
Late at night.
Fu Jinyu finally arrived at a mountain range.
She landed from the air and let go of Xu Mu.
"This is the race that launched the rebellion, the Gudiao clan. Since my father's death, they've been dissatisfied with our Tianyao clan. This time, they even dared to directly capture our Tianyao clan members."
As Fu Jinyu spoke, she had already reached the entrance of the ruins.
"The Gudiao clan?"
Xu Mu's eyes turned cold.
He followed behind Fu Jinyu and entered the ruins together.
There were no guards inside the ruins, but there was a fire visible in the depths.
Fu Jinyu grabbed Xu Mu and flew towards the depths.
Finally, on a hillside, the two saw the scene in the distance.
More than a dozen members of the Tianyao clan were tied to iron frames, and the fire had been lit under their feet.
Seeing this, Fu Jinyu quickly flew over.
Boom!
The black power suddenly struck down, extinguishing all the flames.
Xu Mu followed behind and carefully observed the people around.
The overall appearance of their race was similar to that of the Chinese people, but they had a common characteristic.
That was, regardless of men, women, old or young, they all had hooked noses.
The people who were originally gathered around, shouting, were so scared when they saw Shi Fumeng in front of them that they all stepped back.
"It's the empress!"
"What empress? We should call her Fu Jinyu!"
...
People around were all talking. Finally, everyone's eyes fell on an old man with white hair behind.
This old man was wearing a dark - red leather armor, and most of his white hair had fallen out.
His face was so thin that the bone outline was clearly visible, and his hooked nose was very prominent.
This person was the patriarch of the Gudiao clan, Kong Xiang.
"Fu Jinyu, you've finally come. As you can see, I've lost my patience and was about to burn them to death."
Kong Xiang looked at Fu Jinyu coldly.
"Why did you rebel?"
Fu Jinyu questioned sternly.
"Don't you know the reason? Of course, it's because of you!"
Kong Xiang pointed at Fu Jinyu.

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?"

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.”

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.