What Ye Yu wanted was to astound everyone with a single brilliant feat, but she had only just met those people.
Moreover, she and Bai Yi were the outsiders; those people were originally Song Nuanyang's subordinates.
It was safe to say that her so-called organization hadn't even taken its first real step yet.
"Alright, you guys go ahead. Be careful."
Xu Mu could easily guess that, barring any surprises, it was Song Nuanyang who had asked the two of them to go over.
He had no choice but to continue following them.
What if the other party flew into a rage out of humiliation and used Ye Yu as a hostage?
After Ye Yu and Bai Yi left together, Xu Mu stealthily tailed them.
This time, the two didn't go far, simply waiting at the main gate of the villa district.
Before long, a Great Wall Poer pickup truck pulled up by the side of the road.
Xu Mu checked with his perception and found that the woman inside was indeed Song Nuanyang.
Upon seeing the vehicle, Ye Yu and Bai Yi got in.
"Do you know Chen Xuan?"
Song Nuanyang cut straight to the chase without a single wasted word.
"Chen Xuan? The name sounds a bit familiar. Why?"
Ye Yu asked curiously.
"This Chen Xuan humiliated me, and I'm going to kill him. He said he's family with you."
Song Nuanyang gripped the steering wheel tightly, her face incredibly gloomy.
"I remember now. I do know the name. I think he's a friend of my brother-in-law's."
Ye Yu frowned. "That's not right. My brother-in-law's friends shouldn't be so shameless. Do you have a photo of him?"
"No. You know we just moved the coffee shop nearby, and we haven't had time to install security cameras yet."
Song Nuanyang slammed her fist against the steering wheel. "Where is your brother-in-law? I want to see him and ask about Chen Xuan."
Listening in from inside the villa district, Xu Mu felt incredibly awkward upon hearing this.
"I feel like it might not be Chen Xuan. My brother-in-law has quite a few enemies. Maybe someone is impersonating his friend."
Ye Yu thought for a moment before saying, "Come with me. My brother-in-law happens to be at home."
"Okay."
Song Nuanyang nodded and got out of the car.
Xu Mu was currently torn, debating whether he should see her. Ultimately, he chose to face her.
He couldn't hide forever; it was better to resolve this matter sooner rather than later.
With that thought, Xu Mu hurried back to the villa, returned to his bedroom, changed his clothes, and slipped under the covers.
However, he kept his perception active, watching as Ye Yu brought Song Nuanyang and Bai Yi into the villa.
"Brother-in-law!"
Ye Yu called out as soon as she entered the villa, then hurried upstairs and pushed open the door to Xu Mu's bedroom.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Mu asked, feigning ignorance.
"A friend of mine came over to our house and wants to ask about someone."
Ye Yu stepped forward and grabbed Xu Mu's arm. "Get up first and come downstairs with me."
Xu Mu nodded gently. What must come, will come.
And so, he walked down the stairs with Ye Yu.
At this moment, Song Nuanyang, who was sitting on the living room sofa, suddenly widened her eyes. She watched Xu Mu walk down, her eyes full of murderous intent.
"Chen Xuan! It's you!"
Song Nuanyang sprang to her feet and pointed at Xu Mu with a low growl.
Hearing this, Bai Yi, who was nearby, immediately stepped in front of Song Nuanyang. "My boss's name is Xu Mu, not Chen Xuan."
Xu Mu put on a confused face. "And this is?"
"What the hell are you pretending for? Do you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you changed your name?"
Song Nuanyang roared in anger.
"Wait! There must be a misunderstanding here!"
Ye Yu quickly moved to Song Nuanyang's side. "My brother-in-law is not that kind of person. What exactly happened?"
"He..."
Song Nuanyang couldn't bring herself to say it, especially in front of these people.
"Could someone be impersonating me?"
Xu Mu looked at Song Nuanyang and said softly, "I've offended quite a few people lately."
"You look exactly the same..."
"Appearance? Do you think that's convincing?"
As Xu Mu spoke, he cast an illusion array, changing his outward appearance. He now looked like a middle-aged man.
Seeing this, Song Nuanyang was too shocked to speak.
"Brother-in-law! What kind of trick is this? Teach me!"
Seeing this, Ye Yu quickly grabbed Xu Mu's arm and shook it.
"I'd like to know what the other party did to you. Maybe I can help determine who it was?"
Xu Mu asked, looking at Song Nuanyang.
"He... Come with me, let's talk in private."
Song Nuanyang still didn't want Ye Yu and Bai Yi to hear about this kind of thing.
Xu Mu nodded and went to a first-floor bedroom with Song Nuanyang.
"Have a seat."
Xu Mu pointed to a nearby chair.
But Song Nuanyang didn't sit down. Instead, she said bluntly, "The other party claimed to be from the Jiuli Tribe, could use Gu bugs, and also possessed the Heaven-grade cultivation methods of the Jiuli Tribe. Do you know who it is?"
"I have a rough idea."
Xu Mu nodded.
"Who?"
Song Nuanyang asked sharply.
Xu Mu pointed at himself. "Barring any surprises, it's me."
"Damn it..."
"Sister, Elder Song, Senior, please give me some face."
Xu Mu immediately stepped in front of Song Nuanyang. "Don't let Ye Yu know. It's not good for either of us. Think about it carefully, I really meant no harm!"
"No! I can't stand it!"
Song Nuanyang clenched her fists, her eyes turning red. She couldn't accept being taken advantage of by some smelly man she had never met before.
"Even if you are Ye Yu's brother-in-law, I won't forgive you!"
"You are currently at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, just one step away from entering the Transcendent Realm. I can help you enter the Transcendent Realm."
Xu Mu stood with his hands behind his back. "Of course, the premise is that you cannot play any tricks on Ye Yu."
"What did you say? You can help me enter the Transcendent Realm?"
Song Nuanyang's eyes widened in disbelief.
"To tell you the truth, I know a thing or two about alchemy."
Xu Mu opened his storage space, took out an alchemy furnace, and casually grabbed a handful of Qi Sea Pills. "The healing pills Ye Yu took earlier were refined by me."
Song Nuanyang stared at the blue pills in Xu Mu's hand. "Are those Seventh-Grade Qi Sea Pills?"
"Exactly. However, even dozens of these pills wouldn't be enough to help you enter the Transcendent Realm. Breaking through to Transcendent requires the right medicine for the condition."
Xu Mu took out a slightly glowing red date from his storage space. "You must have a fire-attribute physique, right?"
"Is that an Eighth-Grade natural treasure in your hand, a Fire Date?"
Song Nuanyang covered her mouth in shock.
"That's right. As long as your talent isn't too poor, this Fire Date, once refined by me, will be enough to propel you into the Transcendent Realm."
Xu Mu said calmly.
"Since you are an alchemist, it's highly likely you also have a fire-attribute physique, right?"
Song Nuanyang suddenly asked.
Xu Mu nodded. "Correct."
"You aren't in the Transcendent Realm either. Are you really willing to give this Eighth-Grade natural treasure to me?"
Song Nuanyang found it somewhat hard to believe.
Things like the Fire Date could only be encountered by luck, not sought after. She didn't even know how many years she had searched for one without ever seeing it.
Xu Mu smiled. The use of the Fire Date was precisely to elevate one's realm and enter the Transcendent stage.
But he didn't need it himself; he only needed experience points to level up.
"I am willing, but you also need to pay the corresponding price."
Xu Mu smiled and shrugged. "You know better than I do just how vast the gap is between the Grandmaster and Transcendent realms."
"What do you want?"
Song Nuanyang asked in a deep voice. She knew all too well how much reaching the Transcendent Realm would elevate her.
Even if it meant actually giving herself to Xu Mu for this thing, she would seriously consider it.
"What kind of ambitions can a man really have? To put it bluntly, it all boils down to one phrase."
Xu Mu paused for a moment, then said, "Holding mountains in one hand and rivers in the other, snacking on exotic dates and steamed buns, with a beautiful confidante behind me reciting poetry."

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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?"

] [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!"