Xu Mu set his phone aside, preparing to head home first.
After starting the car, he finally asked, "What happened?"
"Didn't I mention last time that something major happened in the Valley of Ten Thousand Races? All the elders currently outside had to return for a meeting."
Shi Fumeng's voice came through the phone, "Our Valley of Ten Thousand Races has discovered an ancient battlefield."
"An ancient battlefield?"
Xu Mu asked, frowning.
"Exactly. I heard from the patriarchs of the Valley that their ancestors once recorded that battle. There are lost legendary Heaven-tier cultivation methods left behind, maybe even something beyond Heaven-tier," Shi Fumeng explained.
"Beyond Heaven-tier? Wouldn't that be a God-tier cultivation method?"
Hearing this, Xu Mu immediately pulled his car over to the side of the road.
He currently only possessed one God-tier method, and just its first stance had already become his life-saving skill.
That alone was enough to prove the immense power of God-tier methods.
If there really was a cultivation method of that caliber there, he definitely had to go try his luck.
"That's right, but it's riddled with danger. You should have heard of the Inner Realm, right? The ancient battlefield is located inside the Inner Realm."
Shi Fumeng's voice came through, "You are the only person I trust. I'm begging you, please come with me. I'm scared to go alone."
"Have the three patriarchs of your Valley of Ten Thousand Races made a move?"
Xu Mu suddenly asked.
"How did you know our Valley has three patriarchs?"
Shi Fumeng asked curiously, before adding, "Oh, I forgot you have a good relationship with the Cleaners. It's normal that you know about the Valley's hidden third patriarch."
"Answer my question first."
Xu Mu said, picking up his phone.
"I haven't heard them say they're going," Shi Fumeng replied. "But they didn't say they aren't going, either."
"Alright, got it."
Xu Mu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Come find me at my house, and we'll head over together."
"I'll head out right now."
Shi Fumeng hung up the phone after saying that.
Xu Mu leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes in deep thought. The three patriarchs of the Valley of Ten Thousand Races were all insidious and cunning individuals.
They knew very well that the Valley was a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, and many of the elders were colluding with external forces.
The fact that these three patriarchs recalled all the elders and announced such a massive event made their motive obvious: they wanted everyone in the ancient martial arts world to know about it.
That was why Xu Mu asked Shi Fumeng if the three patriarchs were going.
If they went, it proved there was truly something good.
If they didn't, this so-called ancient battlefield was definitely a trap.
However, after thinking it over, Xu Mu decided to make the trip, even though he originally had no desire to go.
What concerned him was that the male protagonist would most likely be there.
Typically, the male protagonist never missed out on any major event.
Take this time for example; even without him, Shi Fumeng would probably still go.
As a member of Wu Tian's harem, if she went to a place like that, then Wu Tian would very likely go as well.
Whether it was Ye Chen or Wu Tian, if they chanced upon an opportunity there, their strength would definitely advance to the next level.
Therefore, Xu Mu had to go in and brave it.
...
Tong Guoguo had already returned to headquarters.
Rather than committing suicide, it was better to let Mr. Soul take her life.
Arriving outside a villa located in the deepest part of the area, Tong Guoguo saw several people on the lawn from afar.
Mr. Soul and Zhou Guyang, the Minister of the Defense Department, were sitting at a stone table over there. With them was a person in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly.
Tong Guoguo simply knelt there, keeping her head down and waiting quietly.
She had already decided to face her death; Xu Mu's words had pierced her heart.
But no matter what, she had indeed enjoyed the resources provided by Mr. Soul.
After escaping from Xu Mu's house, she had decided to leave her life and death up to Mr. Soul.
Mr. Soul, who was chatting in the distance, noticed her as well, but he continued his conversation and didn't walk over immediately.
Before long, a blonde woman wearing a white lab coat appeared from behind.
It was Yuli.
She looked at Tong Guoguo kneeling there and asked softly, "Guoguo, what are you doing kneeling here? Did Mr. Soul tell you to kneel?"
Tong Guoguo kept her head down, remaining silent.
Yuli didn't ask any further and simply stood there waiting.
About five minutes later, the three people sitting over there stood up simultaneously and walked toward them.
After they approached Yuli and Tong Guoguo.
Mr. Soul smiled and said, "Old Zhou, please see the senior out."
Zhou Guyang nodded and left with the black-robed person.
Now, only three people remained.
Mr. Soul looked down at Tong Guoguo, "Guoguo, hurry up and get up. What are you doing kneeling here?"
"Mr. Soul, I deserve to die. I failed to kill Xu Mu."
Tong Guoguo said in a low voice, "Whether it's taking my own life right now or serving as experimental material, I am willing to do it!"
Hearing this, Mr. Soul gently pushed up his sunglasses, "That's strange. I remember Yuli saying that Xu Mu was only at the Grandmaster realm, while you are already at the mid-stage of Shedding Mortality."
"Although Guoguo is at the mid-stage of Shedding Mortality, relying on her powerful defense, she can absolutely clash with someone at the late stage of Shedding Mortality."
Yuli also asked from the side, "Guoguo, what exactly happened? Don't tell me you couldn't bring yourself to do it?"
"No!"
Tong Guoguo first glared at Yuli, and then explained the whole story from beginning to end.
"What? How could there be such a miraculous cultivation method? I think Xu Mu is lying to you."
After hearing Tong Guoguo's words, Mr. Soul didn't believe it at all. He then said, "Guoguo, go wait in the laboratory first. Yuli and I will come check on you in a moment."
"Yes."
Tong Guoguo nodded in agreement, finally standing up from the ground and walking away.
Mr. Soul watched Tong Guoguo's departing back and asked softly, "Do you think her words are credible?"
"According to normal logic, no. But just now, there was a resolve for death in her eyes, proving that she is still loyal to you," Yuli explained.
"She is only loyal to me now; the future is uncertain. This Xu Mu is already carved into her heart."
Mr. Soul revealed a faint smile. "For this Ancient Battlefield, find a way to lure him there. I will kill him myself."
"Is such a nameless nobody worth Mr. Soul taking action personally? It's not like our Immortality Research Institute lacks experts."
Yuli looked at Mr. Soul in slight astonishment. "Just finding anyone from the Council of Elders would suffice. A ruthless person like Jiang Mingzhuo, for example—let alone one Xu Mu, even ten Xu Mus wouldn't be enough for him to kill."
"Do you still not understand the kind of person I am? This Xu Mu is in cahoots with the Cleaners; he is our enemy. A mere Grandmaster level was able to survive against a mid-stage Transcendent. If we let him grow, he will sooner or later become a massive threat to us."
Mr. Soul smiled and pushed up his sunglasses. "I will only be at ease if I kill him myself."
...
Xu Mu had already returned home. After thinking it over, he still decided to have Chen Xuan tag along.
Having another protagonist on his side would definitely have its benefits.
Originally, it was just Xu Mu competing against the other male leads, but now it would be Xu Mu and Chen Xuan competing against them together.
Their win rate would definitely be higher.
Just then, Xu Mu's phone rang. He took it out and glanced at it, finding that it was a call from Fu Jinyu.
So he answered it. "What's wrong?"
"Xu Mu, I received some important news on my end regarding the Ancient Battlefield."
Hearing Fu Jinyu's words, Xu Mu felt even more certain in his heart that Wu Tian would definitely be going this time.
After all, both Fu Jinyu and Shi Fumeng were considered part of Wu Tian's harem in the original plot.

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.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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.