Xu Mu looked at the black-haired Twin-tails. Her natural looks were only average, but with heavy makeup, a slender figure, and a sailor suit, her appearance was elevated to above average.
Coupled with the beauty filters used for live streaming, the viewers watching her broadcast would undoubtedly consider her a top-tier beauty.
"My wife and I bought a house here, but the project was abandoned. We wanted to come over today to check on the situation. Are you girls live streaming?"
Xu Mu surveyed the surroundings. In the corner sat two large black backpacks and a quilt laid out for resting.
On top of it were a few small cakes and unopened cups of milk tea.
"That's right."
Hearing this, Twin-tails finally breathed a sigh of relief. "We just want to earn some money for food. This abandoned building is quiet, and no one bothers us."
"How long have you been streaming here?"
Xu Mu asked, "What I mean is, have you seen anyone else come by over the past few days?"
"We didn't notice. The few of us only stream here and haven't gone out."
Twin-tails shook her head.
"Alright, sorry for bothering you."
Xu Mu glanced at Fu Jinyu and took the initiative to leave.
He just wanted to find out if they had seen Fu Cheng find his way here. By the looks of it, they knew nothing.
"Xu Mu, are you sure this is the place?"
Fu Jinyu inspected the area. It was completely deserted, with weeds growing half a meter tall from the ground.
"It shouldn't be wrong. Let's look around."
Using the search methods of the God of Assassins, Xu Mu started from the edge of the unfinished building, leaving no corner unexamined.
After searching for about ten minutes, several young punks suddenly entered Xu Mu's perception.
These guys were also skinny, sporting dyed hair like a Yellow-haired Guy, wearing tight pants and slip-on loafers, walking towards the depths of the building.
Xu Mu didn't pay them much mind, figuring they were with those young punk girls.
He continued searching; Xianling Nan probably wouldn't deceive him.
"A fight broke out."
Xu Mu suddenly smiled and turned his head.
"Who's fighting?"
Fu Jinyu looked at Xu Mu.
"The punk girls from earlier. Wherever there are people, there is conflict."
Xu Mu sighed in amusement and continued pressing his hand against the ground to investigate.
Fu Jinyu, on the other hand, frowned. She also heard the noises from over there, which seemed to be moving in their direction.
Before seeing anyone, they first heard the shouts and curses from both sides.
Before long, a group of figures appeared in the distance. Xu Mu had already seen them and didn't turn around.
As for Fu Jinyu, she turned to look over.
Among the four delinquent girls, Purple Hair was carrying two open backpacks, while the remaining three each held a small machete.
As for the young punks opposite them, each was holding a steel rebar.
The leading Yellow-haired Guy had a vertical eye tattooed right in the middle of his forehead.
He raised his rebar and shouted coldly at Twin-tails, "Li Xin, I'm warning you one last time! Give us five thousand bucks, or hand over a year's worth of your streaming income. Otherwise, I'll break your legs!"
"Wang Hao, I wasn't raised on fear! It was your guy who made a move on my sister first! He deserved the beating I gave him!"
Twin-tails gripped the machete in her hand tightly. "Kill me if you have the guts!"
Xu Mu looked at Twin-tails with a smile. Wearing a sailor suit while wielding a machete looked somewhat incongruous.
However, her imposing manner was indeed quite good; it was no wonder she could become the boss of the other three.
"What the hell are you laughing at?"
Wang Hao pointed at Xu Mu and growled, "Is it funny?"
Hearing this, Xu Mu shook his head. "Can't you use your brains a little? You already had a numbers advantage. By daring to speak to me like that, aren't we just going to join their group of four?"
"So what if you join? Join if you're not afraid of death! One more or one less of you, I don't give a damn about any of you."
Wang Hao pulled a dagger from his pocket.
Xu Mu smiled and looked at Twin-tails. "What's the situation with you guys?"
"One of Wang Hao's lackeys took my fourth sister out to eat spicy hot pot, forced her to drink, and then took the opportunity to grope her. We just happened to see it."
Li Xin's gaze shifted to Purple Hair, who was holding the backpacks. "So we beat him up."
"Understood."
Fu Jinyu walked towards Wang Hao and his group.
Standing nearly 1.8 meters tall, she naturally exuded a commanding aura.
The tallest among this group of young punks only reached her eye level.
"Get lost right now! Don't make me say it twice."
Fu Jinyu took off her sunglasses, revealing her fierce, ghost-like eyes.
"You stupid bitch, trying to act tough wearing colored contacts..."
Bang!
Fu Jinyu kicked out, denting the steel rebar in Wang Hao's hands. His entire body flew backward, crashing onto the grass in the distance.
He rolled on the ground in agony, his face contorted in pain, but he couldn't make a sound. It felt as if his body was splitting apart.
Seeing this, the remaining young punks looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward.
Kicking a threaded steel rebar until it dented—was she even human?
"Just you wait!"
Dropping their cliché villain lines, they turned and ran. Two of them supported Wang Hao as they disappeared from the area.
Fu Jinyu turned her head and put her sunglasses back on.
Li Xin and the others stood frozen in place. Earlier at their streaming spot, they had sensed that this woman wasn't ordinary, carrying an inexplicable aura about her.
They hadn't expected her to be this strong, able to send a man flying with a single kick. She was obviously a trained martial artist.
Moreover, it seemed they were of the same kind.
"Sister, where did you buy your colored contacts? They look so cool,"
Li Xin walked over and asked.
"We bought them online,"
Xu Mu walked over and said.
"Brother, what are you looking for here? We can help you,"
Li Xin asked curiously.
"Are you locals?"
Xu Mu suddenly looked at the girls.
"Yes, born and raised."
"Do you know why this project was abandoned?" Xu Mu suddenly asked.
"I heard this place is haunted. You might not know, but this used to be a graveyard. Later, when they were building, they couldn't even get the inner building up. In the end, it seems the company went bankrupt."
Li Xin pointed at the building in the back, which looked like its foundation had just been laid.
Xu Mu and Fu Jinyu exchanged a glance and immediately walked towards it.
"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"
Xu Mu smiled and asked Li Xin.
"Nope. My dad said my great-grandfather is buried here. He'll protect me,"
Li Xin said with a smile.
"Go back to your live stream. We're just looking around."
Xu Mu waved his hand at them.
They nodded in unison and all left the area.
At this moment, Xu Mu arrived at the spot and found that the reinforced concrete below had all cracked open.
He placed his hand on the ground, closed his eyes to investigate, and then smiled. "It really is here."
Fu Jinyu was also full of pleasant surprise. "This foundation perfectly blocks the entrance. Does this mean Fu Cheng hasn't come over yet?"
"Most likely..."
As Xu Mu spoke, he suddenly looked into the distance. In a place like this, his perception was always kept active.
Before long, a woman wearing a black down jacket appeared in the distance. It was none other than Qiguan You from before.
"Why are you guys here?"
Qiguan You walked over in surprise.
"We bought a house here, but the project was abandoned. We were passing by and decided to come take a look."
"What about you?" Xu Mu asked in return.
He secretly guessed that this woman might also be here for the ruins.
"I... am actually an exorcist. I think you guys should leave as soon as possible. It's dangerous here."
Qiguan You walked over.
"An exorcist?"
Xu Mu frowned. "How much do you make a day working as an exorcist?"
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?"
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.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
