Since they wanted to take him away, Xu Mu was happy to go along, because then the fight wouldn't take place at his own villa.
One of the masked men immediately stepped forward, grabbed Xu Mu by the arm, and led him away from there.
As for the middle-aged man, he looked at Tong Guoguo and Liang Yi and said, "If you dare call the police, Xu Mu will die!"
With that, they all retreated outside.
Not long after they left, everyone in the room came out.
"We'll go together!"
Xu Ningbing spoke first.
"No! Xu Mu said the expert they sent is here to deal with you. His strength is definitely above yours. You can't go."
Tong Guoguo looked at Xu Ningbing and said.
Xu Ningbing clenched her fists but finally gave up. "Then go quickly. Don't lose them."
Tong Guoguo turned to Liang Yi. "You wait here too. You can't change your appearance, and Xu Mu still needs you to keep infiltrating the Eternal Life Research Institute. Don't show yourself."
Liang Yi nodded lightly.
In the end, Tong Guoguo, along with Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo, followed after them.
...
Xu Mu was led by these men all the way, crossing the villa district and heading into the mountain forest behind.
They kept climbing until they reached a flat area near the mountaintop, where they stopped.
Two more people were already standing there, though they hadn't disguised themselves.
The moon tonight was big and round, making it easy to see clearly even deep in the mountains at night.
One of them was Peng Huihuang.
Besides him, there was an old man with a sword strapped to his back.
"Second Elder, Huihuang, we didn't find that woman, but we brought this kid tied up."
The leading middle-aged man took off his mask, revealing a gruesome scar on his face.
Peng Huihuang looked at the captured Xu Mu and sneered coldly. "Thank you, Fifth Elder. He's Xu Ningbing's younger brother. Capturing him is just like capturing Xu Ningbing."
As he spoke, Peng Huihuang walked up to Xu Mu and sneered, "Boy, do you still recognize me?"
"Oh yeah, I remember. You're the piece of trash my sister knocked down with one kick."
Xu Mu smiled and nodded.
"In a one-on-one fight, that bitch could never beat me! She used a sneak attack with her technique!"
Peng Huihuang growled. "I'll tell you this—later, I'm going to have my way with her right in front of you! You dare make a fool out of me? Do you think our Demon Sword Sect is a joke?"
"I never made a fool out of you, did I? Can you let me go first?"
Xu Mu looked at Peng Huihuang.
"Heh."
Peng Huihuang gave a contemptuous smile. "Call her first and make her come here."
"You haven't promised to let me go yet. If you do, I'll call."
Xu Mu took out his phone and said.
"Little bastard! You dare bargain with us? I'll cripple one of your arms first!"
The Fifth Elder roared.
Peng Huihuang raised his hand to stop him, then grinned. "I can let you go, but before that, I need you to do something else."
"What?"
"After I'm done playing with her, I want you to take your turn!"
Peng Huihuang burst into loud laughter. He also planned to record a video so everyone would know that the Xu siblings would do something so depraved.
The others around him joined in the laughter, thinking his idea was utterly vicious.
"Xu Mu! Agree to this, and I'll let you go afterward."
Peng Huihuang chuckled. "Of course, even if you don't agree, I'll force you to do it anyway."
"I agree!"
Xu Mu said without hesitation. "But I have one request. Can I go first?"
"Huh?"
Peng Huihuang was stunned.
He thought he had misheard. What did this kid just say?
Boom!
Before he could ask further, Xu Mu kicked Peng Huihuang flying.
His body shot backward and crashed into a rock behind him.
Crack!
The rock even split, and his body shook violently as blood spewed from his mouth.
"Damn it! Looking for death!"
Xu Mu snorted coldly.
"What are you waiting for... Kill him! Kill him now!"
Peng Huihuang screamed.
He felt like several of his bones were broken, and the sharp pain twisted his face into a grimace.
The Fifth Elder's eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn't expected this man to have been hiding his strength.
Peng Huihuang was at the early Divine Ability stage, yet this man had injured him this badly with one kick.
"Move! Kill him!"
He ordered the two men beside him.
The two men quickly drew their weapons.
Just then, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the forest at the foot of the mountain.
Whoosh!
The shadow flashed past one of the men, and his neck sprayed blood as he collapsed to the ground.
"Hehe! The Demon Sword Sect—I remember the time I went on a mission and they bullied me!"
Dai Xingluo landed on a tree branch before leaping in front of Xu Mu.
She held a long sword and swung it at the other man.
Whoosh!
A flaming phoenix flew from her blade.
The other man was struck directly, the flaming phoenix carrying his body dozens of meters away.
Boom!
The ground trembled.
"Fire Phoenix Sword? Are you from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
The old man with the sword on his back asked, frowning.
"She's from the Heavenly Sword Sect. We're not."
Meng Wanyue walked up from the foot of the mountain.
Tong Guoguo followed beside her, having changed her appearance using her technique.
"What are you waiting for? Second Elder! Fifth Elder! Attack! Kill that man! Tear him to pieces!"
Peng Huihuang glared with eyes nearly splitting from rage.
Zheng!
In the darkness, a barely visible golden thread shot out.
A moment later, Peng Huihuang went silent, his face split from the nose up and down, the same cut slicing through the boulder behind him.
"Looking for death! My brother's dead—who's going to sleep with me now?"
After finishing him off, Dai Xingluo smiled brightly at Xu Mu.
【Affection +10】
Xu Mu awkwardly rubbed his nose.
"How dare you kill the Grand Elder's grandson! Do you have a death wish!"
The Second Elder drew the sword from his back and charged at Dai Xingluo.
"Ghost Sword!"
Boom!
A red glow appeared on the Second Elder's blade.
Crack!
Suddenly, the air around them seemed to freeze.
The Second Elder stared in disbelief—his full-power strike had been caught with one hand by a woman.
Seeing this, the Fifth Elder turned pale with terror.
Tong Guoguo snapped the blade in half, then used the broken piece to slash the Second Elder's throat.
The Fifth Elder was already terrified and bolted downhill.
Whoosh!
He hadn't run far before his body split in two.
Dai Xingluo wiggled her finger as the golden thread slowly vanished. "I knew you'd try to run, so I set a trap on your escape route. Looks like you didn't even see it."
"When people panic, they can't see that much."
Xu Mu used the Spirit Devouring Sacred Bug to dispose of all the bodies.
He looked at the others. Tong Guoguo had always been strong.
But seeing that Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo had grown to this level gave Xu Mu a sense of accomplishment.
Mid-Divine Ability stage, and they could handle opponents at the Grandmaster level.
"Let's go back and sleep. Tomorrow morning, we head to the Demon Sword Sect."
Xu Mo waved his hand at the few people.
On his way back, Xu Mo sensed through his perception that there were other strangers in their villa.
Could it be that they had more help?
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
