Xu Mu immediately stepped into the formation. The world before his eyes changed. He activated the deciphering formation, and at this moment, only he could completely see the surrounding situation clearly.
He found Tong Guoguo, Meng Wanyue, Dai Xingluo, and Feng Yue standing in the formation.
The girls stood together, all having activated their tokens. In the distance, two masked men were trapped in a dreamscape.
"What happened?"
Xu Mu walked towards them.
The four women were startled by the sudden voice and immediately assumed combat stances.
When they saw it was Xu Mu approaching, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother!"
Dai Xingluo walked briskly toward Xu Mu and wrapped her arms around his. "You're back?"
[Affection +10]
"What's going on here?"
Xu Mu asked, looking at the two men in the distance.
"We were cultivating in the ruins below when Feng Yue said someone broke into your villa," Meng Wanyue spoke up first.
"Brother was clearly asking me!" Dai Xingluo glared at Meng Wanyue. "How presumptuous."
"Boss, there's a camera on my roof that perfectly oversees your courtyard." Feng Yue walked over with a smile. "So we activated the formation here."
Xu Mu nodded slightly, then looked at Tong Guoguo in the distance. "Guoguo, are they Wang Hun's people?"
"No, I don't know exactly who they are either. However, one of them is in the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm. If I acted rashly, it would easily cause structural damage to the buildings. That's why I opened the formation to deal with them inside. I didn't expect you to come back right at this moment."
Tong Guoguo was holding a half-eaten red apple in her hand, staring at the two men in the distance.
The two had obviously fallen prey to the formation. One of them was fighting the air.
The other was lying on the ground, giggling foolishly.
"Then let's go over and ask. You girls should disguise your identities a bit so they don't find out."
Xu Mu said to the girls beside him.
The four women nodded and took out black robes from their spatial rings.
These items, which usually only top sect experts possessed, were now owned by every one of them since they started following Xu Mu.
Xu Mu didn't wear a black robe. Instead, he used an illusion formation to alter his appearance, turning himself into a middle-aged man.
Arriving in front of the two men, Xu Mu raised his finger, and two dark red longswords materialized above his head.
Swish! Swish!
The longswords flew out instantly, but the two men, immersed in their dreams, remained completely oblivious.
Slash! Slash!
The longswords pierced through their respective thighs. Yet, even so, the man fighting the air didn't stop.
Xu Mu expanded the scope of the deciphering formation, and the dreamscape trapping the two men subsequently vanished.
They looked at the people who had suddenly appeared in front of them and finally realized what was happening.
As their minds recovered, the pain in their legs immediately followed.
The Grandmaster realm expert slammed his palm against the ground, using the recoil to stand up.
Before he could make his next move, Xu Mu had already appeared right in front of him.
Boom!
A punch struck the Grandmaster's chest. The terrifying force caused his body to tremble violently. He staggered back a few steps and fell to his knees.
Blood spewed from his mouth and splattered onto the ground.
"What? Still thinking of escaping right in front of us?"
Xu Mu looked at the two men calmly. "Speak. Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The Grandmaster kneeling on the ground pulled off his hood, revealing an aged face.
There were two scars on his face, and his eyes looked incredibly ferocious. What surprised Xu Mu was that his pupils were not round.
Instead, they were vertical slits, much like a wild beast's.
He immediately used his Eye of God to check the old man's identity. Judging by his eyes, he was definitely from an alien race.
Name: Heichi
Character: Subordinate of the First Commander of the Flood Dragon Clan
Affection: -40
Destiny Level: 1 (Max Level 10)
Flood Dragon Clan?
Xu Mu was a little surprised. He had never provoked anyone from this race.
"Ants! I advise you to release me quickly. Our people know I came here. If I don't return, all of you will die..."
Swish!
A thin golden thread flashed past Heichi's ear, and then, something seemed to drop.
Heichi widened his eyes in disbelief. He looked down and discovered that his ear had been sliced off.
Only then did a piercing pain sweep through his entire body, twisting his face into a hideous grimace.
"Brother is asking you a question. All you need to do is answer. Next time, I will slice your skull open."
Dai Xingluo raised her finger, the thin golden thread coiling around her fingertip.
Hearing this, Heichi's scalp went numb. He hadn't expected the people before him to completely disregard his identity.
Now he was certain that these people truly dared to kill him.
As for the other man beside him, he was already scared witless. He hastily said, "I'll speak! I'll tell you everything!"
"You useless trash!"
Heichi glared angrily at the young man.
Xu Mu smiled and said, "It seems the young man knows what's good for him. As for you, old man, I'll send you to the afterlife."
"No! I know more than he does. Everyone, I beg you to spare my old life."
Heichi knelt on the ground on the spot. "I don't want to die yet. As long as you let me go, I promise I won't cause you any more trouble."
"You shameless bastard, not a single word of truth comes out of your mouth. How about this: I'll separate the two of you and ask you the exact same questions." Xu Mu looked at the two and said, "If either of your answers doesn't match, both of you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the formation. Even though the two were only two meters apart, they could no longer sense each other.
However, the few people who had the keys on them could see both of them at the same time.
Heichi's face turned somewhat pale. His original plan was to deceive them with half-truths.
But Xu Mu's method perfectly countered him.
The two of them hadn't coordinated beforehand. There was only one truth, but countless lies.
The probability of both of them telling the exact same lie was far too low.
Xu Mu first came over to Heichi, looked at him, and asked, "Why did you come to my house?"
"I..."
Heichi hesitated for a moment before finally telling the truth. "I am from the Jiao clan. My superiors ordered me to keep an eye on Tantai Quan's recent movements."
"Tantai Quan?"
Xu Mu recalled that stunning beauty with natural charm.
"That's right, she is also from the Jiao clan."
Heichi nodded and continued, "After extensive investigation, we found that Tantai Quan almost never leaves Mount Lumang, yet she has driven to your place several times."
Xu Mu genuinely hadn't known that Tantai Quan was from the Jiao clan.
This old woman hid herself really well.
"Why are you investigating her?"
Xu Mu asked curiously.
"There is a faction of rebels within our Jiao clan. In a very short period, their overall strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. Their leader has broken through two stages consecutively in less than a year."
Heichi paused for a moment and continued, "Our commander suspects that Tantai Quan is coordinating with them from the outside."
Hearing this, Xu Mu immediately understood the underlying reason.
He had originally thought Tantai Quan sought him out to refine pills so she could easily sell them. Now, it seemed highly likely that she was giving them away to cultivate her own forces.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
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.
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?"
