Song Nuanyang looked at Ye Yu's expression. Could it be she had gotten it wrong again?
She forced herself to calm down. "Xu Mu, my cafe was attacked. They took two of my female employees. The perpetrators claimed to be from the Jiuli Tribe."
"You think it was me?"
Xu Mu, legs crossed, looked at Song Nuanyang as he asked.
"I..."
Song Nuanyang shook her head. "Since Xiao Yu says you were here, then it probably wasn't you."
"Why would the Jiuli Tribe target you?"
Xu Mu asked with a furrowed brow.
"To be honest, I previously had a conflict with members of the Jiuli Tribe at a ruin site,"
Song Nuanyang explained. "This injury I have now is also thanks to them. Since you previously claimed to be Jiuli Tribe yourself, I thought you might be with them."
"Well, you thought wrong. My cultivation method was just something I obtained by chance."
Xu Mu stood up from the sofa. "The Jiuli Tribe dares to kidnap people in public, completely disregarding us. Let's go. I'll help you settle this matter."
He happened to be free and was originally thinking about who to get some justice points from.
Song Nuanyang in front of him just happened to have trouble.
[Favorability +10]
Song Nuanyang's heart was filled with emotion. The Jiuli Tribe was one of the top-tier races among the Otherworldly Tribes.
Hearing the name of this tribe, Xu Mu didn't retreat but instead offered to help proactively. He really was a good person.
"But, the people I provoked have an extremely powerful background..."
"Don't worry. Even if I'm no match, I can get the Cleaners to help. Given your status, it wouldn't be easy for you to request their assistance, right?"
Xu Mu smiled as he walked to Song Nuanyang's side.
Hearing this, Song Nuanyang showed a bitter smile.
She hadn't expected Xu Mu to have considered even this point. If she reported it to the Sanitation Department, she would definitely face an investigation after the matter was resolved.
If her identity as the Great Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect was exposed, she might be arrested.
[Favorability +5]
"Brother-in-law, I'm coming too."
Ye Yu followed behind, grabbing Xu Mu's arm.
"No need. Your current strength isn't enough to deal with those kinds of people. Wait obediently at home."
Xu Mu patted Ye Yu's head and left with Song Nuanyang.
Ye Yu watched their departing figures, immediately took out her phone, and sent a message to Song Nuanyang, telling her absolutely not to explain their relationship too clearly, just say they were ordinary friends.
For now, she didn't want Xu Mu to know about her plan.
...
Xu Mu and Song Nuanyang took a car together, heading to the cafe.
As soon as they got in the car, Song Nuanyang returned the Fire Date she had received earlier to Xu Mu.
"A treasure like this is rare and hard to come by. I'm afraid I'd waste it. It's better to give it to you for refinement."
"You should think carefully. If I refine it, you have to agree to three things for me. Anything."
Xu Mu showed a smile. "Of course, I definitely won't ask you to die."
"I agree."
Song Nuanyang started the vehicle and drove back.
Before this, she had already prepared for the worst outcome. However, what Xu Mu did exceeded her expectations.
Coupled with Zhou Xia's words, she felt the person before her probably wasn't a great villain.
The Cafe.
The glass door was already shattered, and the inside was a mess.
Several men here, seeing Song Nuanyang return, immediately came forward.
"Boss! Xiao Wei and Zihan were taken."
"They claimed to be from the Jiuli Tribe and left a phone behind. They said if we want to save them, call the number on it."
...
As they spoke, these men couldn't help but glance at Xu Mu.
He was standing with the boss, proving they had wrongly accused him before.
Song Nuanyang took the phone and found it had no password, with only one contact on it.
Without hesitation, she pressed the number and called.
A few seconds later, a young man's voice came from the other end.
"Beauty from the Yin-Yang Sect, we meet again. I told you, even if you fled to the ends of the earth, I could find you."
"How do you know where I am?"
Song Nuanyang asked, puzzled.
"Why should I tell you? Come to the back mountain in the suburbs now. There's an address on the phone. I'm only giving you half an hour. Otherwise, these two women will have a very bad time."
The other party hung up after saying this.
Song Nuanyang immediately checked the phone's map and found a navigation app running in the background with the address already set.
Xu Mu also leaned over to look. He immediately frowned; this address was in the woods behind Chen Xuan's house.
"What's going on? How do they know my location? We were found by the Jiuli Tribe back in Yun City, and now we just moved to Jiang City, and they found us again."
Song Nuanyang grabbed her hair in frustration, then stared at Xu Mu.
"Damn? You suspect me again?"
Xu Mu spread his perception over Song Nuanyang's entire body and had already discovered the reason.
"It's normal for me to suspect you."
Song Nuanyang pouted slightly.
Seeing this, Xu Mu couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.
This fifty-year-old woman looked quite pretty when she pouted.
However, he also had to slowly get used to it. Like Fu Jinyu, she was also an older woman.
The Otherworldly Tribes had longer lifespans than the descendants of Yan and Huang. Even if they were older, while ordinary descendants of Yan and Huang gradually aged, they might still remain young.
This was the evolutionary path of each race. Although the descendants of Yan and Huang had shorter lifespans than the Otherworldly Tribes, they were stronger in other aspects.
This was also why, during the great war of all races back then, Yan and Huang became the victors.
"Alright, let me tell you why they always know your location."
Xu Mu, one hand in his pocket, walked upstairs.
Song Nuanyang nodded and quickly followed behind Xu Mu.
The two returned to the previous room. The door lock here was still broken.
Seeing the broken lock, Song Nuanyang remembered what Xu Mu had done to her before, feeling her cheeks grow hot.
"What exactly is going on?"
Song Nuanyang asked immediately, wanting to calm herself down by changing the subject.
"You have a gu worm on you. That is, you were infested with gu during your previous fight with them."
Xu Mu pointed at Song Nuanyang's body. "As long as the gu worm inside you isn't dead, they will always know your whereabouts."
"What?"
Song Nuanyang's face turned pale.
But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. Those people were from the Jiuli Tribe, and she was severely injured during the fight with them.
Their gu worm must have entered her body.
"Then what should I do? Won't this gu worm harm my body?"
What Song Nuanyang hated most were these bug-users.
That's why when she heard Xu Mu say earlier that he was from the Jiuli Tribe, she immediately exploded.
She had wanted to use her Heaven-grade technique to finish him off instantly.
"I don't know about that. However, I have a way to kill it."
Xu Mu said with a smile.
"Great! Why didn't you say so earlier? You scared me to death!"
Hearing this, Song Nuanyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Quickly, help me deal with it."
"Okay, take off your clothes."
Xu Mu opened his storage space and took out silver needles from within.
"Huh?"
Song Nuanyang was dumbfounded on the spot. "You... what did you say?"
"The gu worm is on your body. It's a living creature; it can move along with your blood flow."
Xu Mu waved his hand. "I can't be bothered to explain. Are you treating it or not?"

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?"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”

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