Xu Mu sat on the sofa, legs crossed, quietly waiting for Shi Fumeng's explanation.
As expected, in front of Xu Mu, Shi Fumeng held nothing back.
"I am from a different race, a descendant of Gonggong. Your history should have records of this."
Shi Fumeng said, looking at the people around her.
"A different race? Descendant of Gonggong? Isn't that the Water God?"
Ye Yu gasped, covering her mouth. She had never heard of such things before, her curiosity piqued like a cat's.
"Correct. While the legends left by the ancients have elements of exaggeration, most of them are based on truth."
Shi Fumeng looked at Ye Yu. "Our ancestors had an extremely strong affinity with water."
As she spoke, a water droplet appeared before her, coalescing into a sphere of water.
Ye Tong, Ye Yu, and Feng Yue, who were watching, were utterly astonished.
If they were on the street instead of at home, they would have thought it was a street magic performance.
"Enough with the nonsense. Age."
Xu Mu asked from the sofa.
"Forty-two."
Shi Fumeng glanced at Xu Mu and answered.
"What? You look so young, and you're already forty-two?"
Feng Yue was full of surprise. Previously, she had completely regarded this Shi Fumeng as a naive kid to be fooled.
"That's right. But the average lifespan for ordinary people in our race is around one hundred and fifty years."
Shi Fumeng explained.
Ye Tong murmured to herself, "One hundred and fifty, divided by two is seventy-five, similar to our ordinary lifespan. By our age standards, you're just in your early twenties."
"Wife, what kind of calculation is that? Forty-something is forty-something. It's not like she's lived fewer years."
Xu Mu chimed in from over there.
Ye Tong, however, pulled Shi Fumeng along. "Let's go outside to talk."
Feng Yue and Ye Yu followed the two. Xu Mu initially thought about going too but later decided against it.
However, his senses scanned the outside, at least to see if this Shi Fumeng would lie.
In the yard outside the villa.
Shi Fumeng did not lie. She roughly recounted what had happened.
Ye Tong and Ye Yu nodded in understanding. No wonder Xu Mu seemed quite annoyed with this woman from his expression.
It turned out she had betrayed him back then.
Ye Tong said with a smile, "I understand what you mean. But I certainly can't influence my husband's thoughts. What I can tell you is, I don't oppose the two of you being together."
She had discernment; she definitely wouldn't drag just any woman to Xu Mu's side.
Betrayal is a very serious matter in the grand scheme, so regarding Shi Fumeng, she left the decision to Xu Mu.
Ye Yu didn't say anything either. In her view, Xu Mu didn't like Shi Fumeng.
And Ye Tong throwing the matter to Xu Mu was clearly a tactful refusal.
Feng Yue had been observing Ye Tong's reaction. When she said she didn't oppose it, her expression was very sincere.
Could it be that her offer for me to marry Xu Mu was genuine all along?
Feng Yue's mind raced. Ever since Xu Mu helped her get revenge, she hadn't had much of a goal.
The standards she set back then were low; for revenge, she was willing to be an underground lover.
So her attitude towards Xu Mu was the same: being a woman without a title was enough for her.
But now, faced with Ye Tong's tempting offer, her once-passive heart began to stir.
What woman doesn't want a proper title? To live openly with a man?
"Come on, have a meal with us today."
Ye Tong invited with a smile.
Shi Fumeng hesitated for a moment but did not refuse.
During this meal, although Ye Yu frequently asked Shi Fumeng about the different race, preventing the atmosphere from turning cold,
Shi Fumeng still felt uncomfortable. She felt talking more was useless; many things depended on her actions.
If there was a chance next time to explore places like ruins with Xu Mu, she would definitely not be cowardly again but choose to face things together with Xu Mu.
...
The Eternal Life Research Institute.
Wang Hun and Yuli were reviewing documents.
Just then, an old man with his beard braided into a pigtail hurried over.
"Old Zhou, back so soon? How did things go?"
Wang Hun adjusted his sunglasses, looking at Zhou Guyang in the distance.
"Messed up."
Zhou Guyang said as he walked over.
"What happened? I heard from Guoguo that your mission was going well."
Wang Hun frowned, throwing the documents in his hand onto the table.
Yue Wangshu betrayed us. She even found a formation expert who completed my formation, allowing a group of people to escape.
Zhou Guyang roughly explained what had happened.
"The Jiuli tribe? Chiting's disciple? Impossible! Even if he really was his disciple, do you think he'd be foolish enough to announce it himself?"
Wang Hun clenched his fist tightly.
"Speaking of which, I think I saw someone next to Yue Wangshu. I felt like I'd seen him before."
Zhou Guyang suddenly remembered the earlier events.
"What did that person look like?"
Wang Hun inquired.
"He's about 185 cm tall, good build, dressed like a wealthy man. He..."
"Are you talking about... him?"
Before Zhou Guyang could finish, Wang Hun took out his phone and opened a photo.
"Yes, yes! That's him... Xu Mu?"
Zhou Guyang looked at the name on the screen. "Damn! So it's him. No wonder he looked familiar. Last time you showed his file, I took a glance."
"This damned brat, ruining my plans again. I was thinking of finding the experimental subjects first this time, then dealing with him. Didn't expect him to come looking for death."
Wang Hun slammed his hand on the table.
Yuli, beside him, glanced at Wang Hun and said with a smile, "Haven't seen you this angry in a long time."
"Really? Such a lowly ant can actually affect my mood. I've been getting more impatient lately."
Wang Hun took a deep breath, then revealed a smile. "In that case, I'll just remove this root cause."
"Mr. Hun, what's your plan? Take action personally in the outside world? Or send a few Elders?"
Zhou Guyang asked from across.
"No need. This kid seems to enjoy excitement, whether it was the Inner Realm last time or the Valley of Ten Thousand Races this time."
Wang Hun said with a smile. "Luring him into a ruin or the Inner Realm should be easy."
"What do you plan to do?"
Yuli asked curiously.
"I thought of someone. The Demon Queen, Lady Thirteen."
Wang Hun adjusted his sunglasses, grinning. "Might as well let them fight each other."
...
Early the next morning.
Xu Mu opened his eyes as usual, but he found that Ye Tong was already dressed.
"Wife, why so early today?"
Xu Mu asked with a smile, stretching.
"Slept quite well last night."
Ye Tong took a deep breath, feeling helpless. Lately, Xu Mu seemed to be getting more and more... vigorous.
She had to prevent any possibility, aside from sleeping at night, in any other place or time.
Xu Mu slowly got up and noticed his phone vibrate.

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.”

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?"

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.