Just as Fang Yuanyuan finished her internet addiction and was preparing to take a few more provocative photos, she heard Gu Chenan knocking at the door.
"Gu Chenan?"
Fang Yuanyuan's eyes narrowed as she thought to herself: "What does this murderer who killed Gong Fei want with me now?"
"What is it?" Fang Yuanyuan asked coldly.
Her icy tone confirmed Gu Chenan's suspicions.
He took a deep breath and said, "There's something I need to tell the leader."
Fang Yuanyuan shook her head with a smile. "If it's about Gong Fei, there's no need. Get a good night's sleep, and you'll know the outcome tomorrow."
She added, "Don't worry, if you truly didn't kill Gong Fei, the organization won't wrongly accuse you."
Her tone then shifted: "But if it really was you, even if you come to me or try to escape the organization, we'll chase you to the ends of the earth and never let you go!"
"Sister Fang, I'm not here to talk about that," Gu Chenan shook his head.
Fang Yuanyuan was stunned. She couldn't imagine what else Gu Chenan could want to discuss at this hour.
"Then what do you want?"
"Sister Fang, I'm interested in cosplay, so I wanted to ask for your opinion as a veteran."
As soon as he said this, Fang Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and her limbs froze in mid-air.
The air was dead silent, without a sound.
In this absolute quiet, all of Fang Yuanyuan's senses seemed amplified.
She could clearly hear her heart pounding and her rapid breathing.
"Sister Fang, why aren't you saying anything?"
Fang Yuanyuan snapped out of her shocked state.
She quickly said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Heh, is that so?" Gu Chenan shrugged and smiled. "Then I'll just ask others using your photos."
With that, Gu Chenan turned to leave.
Click!
However, he hadn't taken more than a few steps when Fang Yuanyuan flung open the door.
Her alluring figure instantly appeared, like a dangerous yet elegant blood rose in the darkness.
Gu Chenan had anticipated this reaction. He calmly raised his phone and said, "Before you kill me, I'm sure I can reveal your identity."
"Not only will the entire organization know you're an exhibitionist, but everyone on the website will know your detailed information."
Fang Yuanyuan's figure stopped abruptly in front of Gu Chenan, her slender fingers gripping his neck.
"Let's see who's faster then, me or you."
In the clear moonlight, Fang Yuanyuan's eyes reflected an eerie glow.
Gu Chenan smiled slightly, reaching up to pry her fingers away one by one.
"Leader, you wouldn't want the organization to know their boss is a female Bodhisattva, would you?"
"Are you threatening me?" Fang Yuanyuan's eyes narrowed, looking extremely dangerous.
"No," Gu Chenan shook his head gently. "I just want to make a deal with you."
"What kind of deal?" Fang Yuanyuan asked warily.
At that moment, Gu Chenan bent slightly and pulled Fang Yuanyuan into his arms, whispering in her ear, "That kind of deal."
At these words, Fang Yuanyuan's cheeks instantly flushed red.
Since becoming a professional assassin, no man had ever been this close to her.
But before she was an assassin, she was still a woman.
She too wanted someone to care for her, love her, even do certain things with her.
But all of this became impossible as her contributions to the organization grew, eventually becoming the leader of the Twelve Hawks.
Everyone in the organization obeyed her every word, and the men in the organization didn't dare have any other thoughts about her.
Because they were afraid - afraid of Fang Yuanyuan's skills, and even more afraid of her position as leader.
This was why Fang Yuanyuan chose to post her photos on that kind of website.
She wanted to see men have different feelings for her, even if the people on that site would only have primal urges.
But it was better than everyone in the organization being overly respectful to her.
However, Gu Chenan's actions struck right at Fang Yuanyuan's heart.
Combined with Gu Chenan's good looks and physique, it made Fang Yuanyuan's heart flutter like never before.
Seeing Fang Yuanyuan's shy expression, Gu Chenan smiled slightly.
"What's wrong? Has Sister Fang never been this close to a man before?"
"Mind your own business!" Fang Yuanyuan glared at Gu Chenan, struggling a bit, but Gu Chenan held her too tightly for her to break free.
"Heh."
Hearing Fang Yuanyuan's words, Gu Chenan smiled and said, "If you're this shy at close range, won't you die of embarrassment at negative distance later?"
Negative distance?
Fang Yuanyuan was stunned. She thought about it for a moment, then her face turned even redder.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you for treating me like this?" Fang Yuanyuan asked.
Gu Chenan shook his head. "If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it already. Besides, with your skills, you could easily break free. The fact that you're still in my arms means you want this too, don't you?"
Fang Yuanyuan swallowed.
Although Gu Chenan was right, she was still the leader of Black Owl.
The matter of Gu Chenan killing Gong Fei couldn't be ignored.
"Before we go into the room, answer one question for me," Fang Yuanyuan said.
"What question?"
"Did you really kill Gong Fei?"
"Do you want the truth?" Gu Chenan raised an eyebrow.
"Of course, tell me," Fang Yuanyuan elbowed Gu Chenan's chest.
Gu Chenan chuckled softly. "Yes, it was me."
Fang Yuanyuan's expression froze, and she pushed Gu Chenan away.
"Very well, since you've admitted it, I'll kill you right here!"
Seeing that Fang Yuanyuan said this but made no move to attack, Gu Chenan knew she wanted to hear his explanation.
Gu Chenan spread his hands and said, "Sister Fang, killing Gong Fei was purely an accident. Besides, I've come to replace Gong Fei and work for the organization out of guilt, haven't I?"
"Moreover, losing one Gong Fei and gaining one of me isn't a bad deal for the organization, is it?"
"Nonsense!"
Fang Yuanyuan pointed at Gu Chenan and said, "Let me tell you, the organization will absolutely avenge Gong Fei. You'd better watch out!"
Gu Chenan was stunned.
[Damn, this... this isn't how I expected things to go at all?]
[In the original plot, Fang Yuanyuan fell for Lin Yu soon after he joined Black Owl using the photo situation. Why isn't it working for me?]
[I even directly admitted to killing Gong Fei just now. Isn't that confessing without being forced?]
"Sister Fang, I can explain this."
Fang Yuanyuan glanced at Gu Chenan. "Explain? What is there to explain?"
With that, she turned and walked into her room.
Gu Chenan swallowed hard. To be honest, he was feeling a bit panicked now.
Just because Fang Yuanyuan didn't make a move against him now didn't mean she wouldn't later.
It seems...
Damn it, I'll have to run first. I'll go back to Donghai tonight and deal with Black Owl's affairs later!
Thinking this, Gu Chenan prepared to take Xingye Huayin back to Donghai tonight.
However, after just a few steps, Fang Yuanyuan's voice sounded from behind him.
"Aren't... aren't you coming in?"
Gu Chenan was stunned.
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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
