Xu Mu's perception had never been turned off; after all, it was wise to be cautious in a place like this.
At the edge of the distant mountaintop stood a stone structure, imposing and majestic, looking just like a palace.
This entire vast area on the mountaintop contained only this single building.
Inside the building, there were three people rummaging through everything.
Aside from these three, several corpses lay on the floor.
Many items inside the building were already damaged, clearly from a recent struggle among them.
"Brother Mu, how did you know someone was hiding inside?"
Chen Xuan asked from the side.
"That's thanks to my Gu insects. They possess a sense of smell far surpassing that of humans,"
Xu Mu explained with a smile.
"I see,"
Chen Xuan nodded to himself.
Xu Mu led the group slowly closer to the building, but his perception remained fixed on the people inside, listening to their conversation.
Finally, from their chatter, he learned the answer.
It turned out this building was originally the residence of Lang Huo.
These people had previously worked for Lang Huo and had heard rumors that Lang Huo had a private little treasure trove.
That's why they had sneaked in to search for valuables.
However, they had practically turned the entire building inside out, smashing every spot that looked suspicious.
Yet, in the end, they had found nothing.
"Brother Mu, this is exactly where I snatched this thing earlier,"
Chen Xuan pointed not far away.
"Then I understand well enough now,"
Xu Mu said, walking towards the distant building. "Let's go, let's take a look."
The group reached the mountaintop and entered through the main gate.
The moment they stepped into the hall, a middle-aged man with green eyes immediately assumed a combat stance.
"Who are you people?"
the middle-aged man asked sternly.
As he spoke, the other two heard the noise and emerged from other rooms.
"And who are you? This place isn't your territory anymore,"
Xu Mu replied calmly, sweeping his gaze over them.
"From what you're saying, you must be those Yan Huang beasts!"
The green-eyed man said this and immediately charged to attack.
Seeing this, Dai Xingluo drew a long sword from her spatial ring and moved to intercept him.
Boom!
Their forces collided violently, the stone slabs beneath their feet instantly cracking and spreading outwards in all directions.
Seeing this, the other two also joined the fray.
Chen Xuan and Meng Wanyue stepped forward as well, engaging them one-on-one.
Xu Mu, meanwhile, took out a formation key, infused it with Qi, and activated the formation inscribed on it.
Then, he began walking around the living room. Clearly, the formation wasn't located there.
He moved towards the inner rooms and finally, in a bedroom, a formation lit up beneath his feet.
As the formations combined, the one under Xu Mu suddenly enveloped him.
In the next moment, his figure vanished from the spot, reappearing inside a cave.
Xu Mu immediately used his perception to locate the battle involving Chen Xuan and the others above him.
"So it's a teleportation formation, moving me inside the mountain,"
Xu Mu mused, putting away the token. He released his Qi, and flames enveloping his body illuminated the surroundings.
Seeing what lay before him, he inwardly marveled at how well Lang Huo had hidden his treasures.
The place was practically piled high with natural treasures, and not just low-grade ones.
He spotted three eighth-grade Fire Dates alone.
Perhaps in Lang Huo's view, the Valley of Ten Thousand Races was extremely safe, with no one foolish enough to barge in, so hiding treasures here was absolutely secure.
Who could have predicted the twists of fate? So many good things were now benefiting him.
Xu Mu began packing things away, starting with the highest grade items, placing the best into his storage space first.
He then filled his spatial ring to the brim. Even so, there were still some fifth and sixth-grade natural treasures left behind.
Checking the situation above through his perception, he found the battle had already ended.
Chen Xuan had dealt with those men.
Thus, Xu Mu teleported back up, led everyone to the bedroom, and together they transferred to the little treasure trove.
Seeing so many natural treasures, they were all utterly astonished.
They hadn't expected that although the fight wasn't fully satisfying, they would gain so many treasures.
"Enough talk, quickly take out your spatial rings and help me pack everything away,"
Xu Mu said to the others with a laugh.
...
Returning to the front of the ruins, they happened to see Yue Wangshu.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, her eyes held a smile. "Xu Mu, thank you for this. I meant what I said; I owe you a favor."
[Favorability +8]
Beside them, Dai Xingluo stared at Yue Wangshu's chest. How was hers even bigger than her own?
A sense of crisis immediately flared within her. She promptly stepped forward and clung to Xu Mu's arm. "Brother, who is this?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce her. This is one of the Ancestors of the Valley of Ten Thousand Races, Yue Wangshu,"
Xu Mu explained with a smile. "Don't worry, she's not a bad person."
Hearing this, Dai Xingluo held on even tighter.
Not only was she bigger, but she was also an Ancestor? Didn't that mean her strength was greater too?
However, there was one point on which Dai Xingluo was utterly victorious. She asked deliberately, "Sister, you've become an Elder at such a young age. I'm curious, how old are you?"
"Age is a woman's secret, but I am indeed not young anymore. I could probably be your grandmother."
Yue Wangshu could naturally see through Dai Xingluo's little scheme.
However, she couldn't be bothered to argue with such a brat.
Anyway, her feelings for Xu Mu were merely appreciation; she didn't have any of those romantic notions at all.
"Sister, there's something I'm curious about. How come we didn't see any Transcendent Realm experts in your Myriad Tribes Valley?"
Xu Mu asked curiously.
"Our Myriad Tribes Valley has produced several Transcendents, but they all left. This realm is in an awkward position in the valley—suppressed by the Elders above, yet treated as honored guests elsewhere."
Yue Wangshu shook her head. "If it were you, what would you choose?"
"Hah, I understand. Since everything's settled, let's withdraw."
Xu Mu said to the few people beside him.
Chen Xuan and the others nodded in agreement.
"I won't see you off. There's still much to attend to here."
Yue Wangshu said to Xu Mu with a smile.
Xu Mu nodded and left the ruins with the others.
Just after arriving outside the ruins, Jiang Huihui immediately walked over from a distance.
"Xu Mu, where did you go? I thought you had come out long ago. I called but no one answered."
As she spoke, Jiang Huihui blew a bubble.
"We took the chance while you were gathering to look around the area, to see if we could find any treasures."
Xu Mu explained with a laugh.
"Oh? Did you find any treasures?"
Jiang Huihui suddenly asked, curious.
"Found some rare spiritual herbs and materials. They'll be perfect for refining pills when we get back, and I'll give them to you."
Xu Mu didn't elaborate further.
[Favorability +10]
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Huihui's face. "Let's go, we were just waiting for you."
...
Xu Mu and the others were transported by helicopter to Jiang City. Chen Xuan took out the rare materials and placed them in the courtyard of Xu Mu's house before riding off on his electric scooter.
As for Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo, they also took out their shares.
Xu Mu told the two of them to go back and rest, as they had been injured in the recent battle.
As for himself, he used a transfer array to move all these medicinal materials and pile them up beneath the garage.
However, the truly precious items were definitely going into his storage space.
Suddenly, Xu Mu frowned. He walked out the main gate, circled to the back of the villa, and there, on a bench,
sat a beautiful woman dressed in a JK uniform. It was Shi Fumeng.
"You really are a persistent haunt!"
Xu Mu walked over and said.

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.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!