The longsword was golden, with only its outline visible.
Seeing this, Xu Ningbing was just about to meet the attack when Xu Mu pulled her into his arms.
Swish!
The longsword turned into a beam of light, piercing into a building in the distance.
Boom!
With a loud crash, a massive hole shattered in the building first before the entire structure collapsed.
Seeing this, all the surrounding guests were dumbfounded.
Is this the power of a sect?
A casual wave of the hand carried such immense destructive force, and the key was that it was unleashed from a distance.
"When facing someone stronger than you, don't take their attacks head-on," Xu Mu reminded her from the side.
[Affection +10]
Xu Ningbing nodded inwardly. "I know."
Xu Mu looked at Peng Huihuang in front of him. He was only at the peak of the early stage of the Divine Power realm.
For someone in his thirties to reach this realm, it was considered quite good.
"We don't want to make an enemy of the Demonic Sword Sect. Xia Sihan and I are somewhat friends." Xu Mu's expression was flat. "But if you insist on fighting us, then don't blame us for not holding back."
"Xia Sihan?" Peng Huihuang's mouth curled up. "You think casually dropping a name from our sect will make me let you go? Dream on!"
Swish!
Peng Huihuang swung his phantom sword again, and in the next moment, he charged toward Xu Ningbing.
This woman's talent was incredible. If he could marry her, it would secure his status in the future.
As for how to get his hands on her, he didn't care.
As long as he held her firmly in his grasp, feelings would naturally grow over time.
"Little Mu, let me handle this!"
Xu Ningbing suddenly erupted with power. Facing the opponent's phantom sword, she quickly waved her hand.
Two thread-like fine blue lines instantly sliced the phantom sword apart.
The shattered phantom sword turned into Qi and dissipated into the air.
Seeing this, Peng Huihuang's eyes showed a hint of surprise. However, being a whole major realm above Xu Ningbing, he wasn't afraid in the slightest.
Whoosh!
His figure dashed in front of Xu Ningbing, throwing a heavy punch.
But his fist passed right through Xu Ningbing's body; it was merely an afterimage.
Bang!
Suddenly, with a loud thud, Xu Ningbing's figure appeared behind Peng Huihuang without him realizing.
She delivered a high roundhouse kick straight to Peng Huihuang's neck.
Boom!
Peng Huihuang's neck snapped violently to the side, and his whole body slammed into the ground.
His head hit the floor first. The intense pain made him feel as if he had been electrocuted, and his body instantly stiffened.
Blood gradually pooled on the ground from his head.
As for the buttons on Xu Ningbing's uniform, they burst open at that exact moment, revealing the white shirt underneath.
Even before becoming an ancient martial artist, she loved combat and was practically a professional among amateurs.
The first thing one had to learn was how to generate power. For instance, with that kick just now, she used the strength of her waist, which caused her clothes to burst open.
Xu Mu quickly took off his jacket, walked over, and draped it over Xu Ningbing's shoulders.
She was his precious treasure; even if she was wearing a white shirt, no one else was allowed to look.
The surrounding crowd was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this.
What did they just witness?
Xu Ningbing seemed to have turned into two people. Did she know a cloning technique?
Cui Rui's heart was pounding wildly, his legs trembling in fear. His cultivation was also at the peak of the early Divine Power realm.
Peng Huihuang was younger than him and had mastered a Black-tier cultivation technique, making him obviously stronger.
Yet he was still easily defeated by Xu Ningbing. If he were the one fighting, he would only lose even more miserably.
"Cui Rui! It's your turn. Come over if you're not afraid of death!"
Xu Ningbing's face was cold, overflowing with a domineering aura.
Xu Mu sighed inwardly. No wonder Xu Ningbing was the standard first female lead for the Dragon King in the plot; their personalities were indeed somewhat similar.
"Xu Ningbing! Do you know he's from the Demonic Sword Sect? Since you attacked him, your Xu family can just wait to be annihilated," Cui Rui said, forcing himself to appear calm.
"If anyone from our Xu family loses even a single hair, I will annihilate you first!" After saying that, Xu Ningbing looked at Xu Mu. "Let's go!"
Xu Mu nodded slightly, but his perception caught sight of Wu Tian standing in the corner.
He was smiling very happily at the moment.
Seeing this smile, Xu Mu understood his intentions.
To put it plainly, it was borrowing a knife to kill another.
He must have known Peng Huihuang and understood his personality, which was why he had the Cui family invite Xu Ningbing, thereby causing a conflict between the two.
However, Xu Mu didn't take the Demonic Sword Sect seriously at all.
Currently, he had three Mortal Shedding realm experts by his side: Fu Jinyu, Tong Guoguo, and Song Nuanyang.
Among these three, Sister Empress was at the late stage of the Mortal Shedding realm, Tong Guoguo was at the middle stage, and Song Nuanyang was at the early stage.
Dealing with a mere Demonic Sword Sect would be a piece of cake.
"Hubby, are you alright?"
Cui Nannan immediately stepped forward to help Peng Huihuang up.
The other guests around were also stealing glances at Cui Rui's expression.
Originally, they invited the Xu family over to humiliate them. They didn't expect to be the ones humiliated instead, while the other party swaggered away.
Cui Rui clenched his fists, his body trembling. He was angry, but he was even more terrified of what Xu Ningbing had just said.
Given her methods, she truly had the capability to wipe out the Cui family.
...
Xu Mu and Xu Ningbing had already gotten into the car.
Xu Ningbing took off Xu Mu's jacket and tossed it to him, then proceeded to take off her own black uniform.
Then, she took out another uniform from her spatial ring and put it on.
As she buttoned it up, she looked down and muttered, "They're really in the way. They aren't suited for combat at all. Maybe I should find a doctor to get a reduction surgery."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I absolutely forbid it!"
Xu Mu looked at Xu Ningbing and said righteously, "Those are my lifeblood. If you dare to even think about doing that, I'll jump off a building right now."
[Affection +5]
"Jumping off a building won't kill you anyway."
A blush appeared on Xu Ningbing's cheeks as she said calmly, "What? Are you that afraid of not being able to reminisce about your childhood?"
"Our bodies, down to every hair and piece of skin, are given by our parents. I'm doing this for your own good."
Xu Mu started spouting nonsense. "Do you know? There are actually several hidden meridians there. If you get a reduction, it will cause those meridians to snap, and you'll become a cripple."
"What? Is that really a thing?"
Xu Ningbing frowned.
"Of course. Have any of those powerful female ancient martial artists ever had such a surgery?"
Xu Mu retorted.
"Then I guess there's nothing I can do."
Xu Ningbing started the car. "I provoked this sect. You don't blame me, do you?"
"It was my idea to attack him, otherwise I would have stopped you."
Xu Mu rested his hands behind his head; he really didn't view the Demonic Sword Sect as a threat.
Currently, the main priority was Wang Hun. If his matter could be resolved, they could start dealing with Wu Tian.
On the way back, Xu Mu took out the Heaven-tier cultivation technique again and began to focus on his cultivation.
...
Jiang City.
Xu Mu handed the Diving Abyss technique over to Xu Ningbing. "Sis, this technique is very suitable for you. This is a Heaven-tier cultivation technique, something countless experts could never even touch in their entire lifetimes."
[Affection +30]
"A Heaven-tier... cultivation technique?"
Xu Ningbing's voice trembled. She had previously heard Xu Shou mention that such techniques were considered supreme secret arts even in the most top-tier sects.
She never expected Xu Mu to actually have one.
"Cultivate it well. I borrowed this, so return it to me when you're done," Xu Mu said as he got out of the car.
Xu Ningbing nodded heavily and drove back to the manor.
...
Just as Xu Mu arrived at the villa gates, he noticed a middle-aged man walking out from a distant corner.
It was the very man Wang Hun had sent to keep an eye on him; he remembered his name was Zhou Guoqiang.
"Mr. Xu, there's trouble."
Zhou Guoqiang hurried over. "The higher-ups have sent someone new. They'll be here any minute, and I don't know what their agenda is."
As he spoke, his phone rang. He pulled it out, glanced at it, and said in a deep voice, "They're here."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie 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.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...