Xu Mu had previously given Ye Tong and Ye Yu healing pills just in case they encountered any danger, leaving them a way to save their lives.
But Ye Yu was clearly alive and kicking, so obviously, she wasn't the one who was injured.
Since Xu Mu didn't have anything else to do at the moment anyway, he decided to follow them.
He didn't intentionally disguise himself. Tracking the two of them was a piece of cake for Xu Mu.
As long as he kept his distance, they wouldn't be able to see him, but he could see them and even hear their conversation.
Ye Yu and Bai Yi walked out of the villa area and quickly headed toward a Wuling Hongguang Mini parked nearby.
Ye Yu drove the car herself, taking Bai Yi with her as they left.
What the hell?
Xu Mu walked out, scratching his head in surprise. Where did she get a car? I haven't bought her one yet, have I?
He scanned a shared electric scooter nearby and followed behind the small Wuling.
After winding through several streets, Xu Mu saw Ye Yu and Bai Yi park the car in front of a coffee shop.
This coffee shop wasn't a franchise; it was an independent, no-name store.
Coupled with its very remote location, there was hardly anyone around.
Xu Mu didn't go right up to the front of the coffee shop, but stood at the intersection of the street.
From here, he could already see everything inside.
After Ye Yu and Bai Yi walked in, they headed to a room on the second floor. Seven or eight young men and women bowed one after another when they saw Ye Yu.
Sister Yu!
Well, well.
Seeing this, Xu Mu couldn't help but laugh. This Ye Yu was really something.
Sneaking around doing big things. It should be known that she was not like Lu Xueyao from before.
Lu Xueyao's subordinates were all petty thugs, but the people on Ye Yu's side were no ordinary folks.
Most of them had mastered Mingjin, which meant they had officially stepped through the door of becoming ancient martial artists.
Behind these people was a woman, around twenty-five years old.
She had smoky makeup, straight black hair, and wore heavy cosmetics on her face. She was dressed in a mink coat, with black silk stockings and boots on her lower half.
This kind of woman's attire looked very much like a bar hostess.
She sat weakly on the sofa, coughing occasionally.
This is a healing pill. Eat it quickly.
Ye Yu walked toward this woman and handed her the pill.
Where did you get this pill?
Although the woman asked this, she didn't stand on ceremony. She reached out, took it, and swallowed it.
In almost an instant, the woman's eyes widened as she felt a burst of pure energy spreading to every part of her body.
After taking it, she straightened up from the sofa. The grade of this pill is extremely high. It was definitely crafted by a powerful alchemist.
I told you before.
Ye Yu sat opposite her on the sofa and asked, How did you get injured this time?
I ran into an expert and barely managed to escape.
The woman shook her head gently and then said, If you want money, you just need to sell the pill you just gave me. Pills are definitely worth a fortune, and I have the channels for it.
You still don't understand what I mean. Making money is only one aspect. The other aspect is that I need everyone to fight.
Ye Yu explained, Only through battle can we become stronger. The few of us right now are still too weak.
Sister Yu, are we still weak?
A young man in his twenties was somewhat dissatisfied.
He felt like he was unrivaled in the world, defeating anyone in just one or two moves.
That's because you haven't met a true powerhouse.
Ye Yu suddenly erupted with her aura, and the young man instantly felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down on him, collapsing to the ground on the spot.
Seeing this, the people around were not too surprised.
They had long known that this little girl in front of them was unfathomably strong.
With our current strength, we couldn't even deal with half of a hidden family.
Ye Yu looked at the people around her. I made it very clear before. My short-term goal is to be able to stand on equal footing with the hidden families.
Hidden families... those are lofty, wealthy families. They control the economic lifeline and have an unknown amount of resources in their hands.
A woman with dyed brown hair sighed, With just us, is it really possible?
Of course it's possible. As long as you follow my methods, you can absolutely do it.
Ye Yu said to the woman.
Little Yu, do you have a grudge against a hidden family?
The woman sitting on the sofa suddenly asked, If that's really the case, I'll help you get revenge directly.
No! I just want to help my family. I want to make him look at me with new eyes.
After Ye Yu finished speaking, she continued, Once your injuries are healed, continue to teach us cultivation.
Alright.
The woman brushed her long black hair back. Little Yu, I have a feeling that you really might achieve something great.
I'll take your word for it. I'll leave the car here.
After saying that, Ye Yu left with Bai Yi.
Xu Mu didn't follow them. Instead, he waited until they left and then slowly walked toward the coffee shop.
In the original plot, Ye Yu would create an organization.
Later, on a certain day, she would suddenly help Ye Chen solve an urgent crisis.
However, Xu Mu had changed the plot. Ye Yu's current goal was definitely to help him in the future.
But he had to check and see if Ye Yu was being used.
The young people here were all trash, not worth fearing at all.
Even if they had bad intentions, they couldn't hurt Ye Yu.
However, that woman sitting on the sofa was probably not an ordinary person.
Xu Mu walked into the coffee shop, and the machine by the door automatically chimed, Welcome.
Hearing the sound, a young woman upstairs immediately walked down. Hello, sir, what would you like to drink?
I'm not here to drink coffee. I want to chat with your boss.
Xu Mu said with a smile.
Our boss? What do you want?
The woman asked curiously.
I just want to talk to your boss.
Xu Mu said with a smile, It's a big business deal!
Hehe, sir, please come upstairs.
Just then, the heavily made-up woman from earlier walked out smiling by the railing on the second floor.
Xu Mu nodded slightly, walked up the stairs, and arrived in front of the woman.
Right this way, sir!
The woman led Xu Mu to a corner by the window on the second floor. She took the initiative to sit down and asked with a smile, What do you want to talk about?
Xu Mu followed behind her, observing her carefully. She had a very well-proportioned figure.
She was slender and tall, with curves in all the right places.
Although she wasn't in the same heavyweight tier as Xu Ningbing and Fu Jinyu, she was still considered a great beauty.
However, she had smoky makeup and false eyelashes on her face.
This kind of makeup gave off a very cheap first impression, reminiscent of low-class professions.
Xu Mu sat opposite the woman and used his Divine Eye to check her identity.
When he saw the information, Xu Mu was instantly dumbfounded.
Name: Song Nuanyang
Character: Great Elder of the Yin Yang Sect, Female Lead of Descent of the Dragon King.
Affection Level: 0
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
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?"
