"Huh?"
Gu Chenan was startled and turned around.
Fang Yuanyuan leaned against the doorframe, half of her body visible. The moonlight shone on her shy face, making it look like a ripe apple, irresistibly tempting.
"Sister Fang, you..."
"Let's keep things separate. You'll definitely be severely punished by the organization for killing Gong Fei, but the deal you just mentioned should still proceed."
As she spoke, Fang Yuanyuan slightly pushed out her chest and said, "Of course, I'm only afraid you'll tell others about my situation, not for any other reason. Don't misunderstand. Come in quickly, don't let others see."
Gu Chenan: ?
He had just thought his plan had failed, but unexpectedly, when the road ahead seemed blocked, a new path opened up!
Gu Chenan immediately walked into Fang Yuanyuan's room.
Only a fool would pass up such an opportunity!
Fang Yuanyuan looked left and right at the doorway, then gently closed the door.
Her room was still as messy as ever.
Instant noodle cups and takeout boxes piled up on the computer desk, and drink bottles on the floor formed small mountains.
But Gu Chenan's attention wasn't on this. He was now focused on the few cosplay outfits lying on Fang Yuanyuan's bed.
"Tell me, how do you plan to threaten me?"
Fang Yuanyuan bit her lip and sat down on the edge of the bed, lowering her head.
[Tsk~ Does this look like someone being threatened? It's more like you can't wait!]
Gu Chenan smiled and said, "Sister Fang, are you preparing to take cosplay photos?"
Fang Yuanyuan glanced at the cosplay outfits on the bed and nodded slightly: "Mm-hmm."
"Alright then, why don't you change clothes in front of me, and I'll take the photos for you later."
"Huh?"
Fang Yuanyuan looked up at Gu Chenan: "Change clothes in front of you?"
"Is there a problem?" Gu Chenan shrugged.
"No."
Fang Yuanyuan shook her head, took a deep breath, picked up the cosplay outfit and started changing.
Before long, under Gu Chenan's gaze, Fang Yuanyuan had transformed into a twin-tailed magical girl.
The pure white over-the-knee socks under the short skirt were immaculate, and a pair of pink leather shoes were both cute and alluring.
"Th-then what?" Fang Yuanyuan asked, her face flushed.
Gu Chenan smiled lightly and said, "Sister Fang, you haven't tried showing your face yet, have you?"
"Show my face?" Fang Yuanyuan was startled and quickly shook her head: "That's absolutely not allowed!"
All of Fang Yuanyuan's risqué photos had shown everything that could be shown, but showing her face was absolutely off-limits.
Fang Yuanyuan's reaction was within Gu Chenan's expectations. He pulled out the gaming chair and sat down, crossing his legs as he said, "I'm not asking you to show everything. Just wear a mask and it'll be fine."
"Is... is that okay?" Fang Yuanyuan hesitated.
"Of course it is." Gu Chenan gestured with his hand: "Sister Fang, you're so beautiful, especially those big eyes of yours. Even without full makeup, you'd look better than other cosplayers."
Fang Yuanyuan thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "O-okay then."
She rummaged through her bedside drawer and took out a new black mask to put on.
"What next?"
"Next..." Gu Chenan grinned mischievously and said: "Look up at the ceiling, roll your eyes, and make a peace sign."
Fang Yuanyuan was taken aback. As a cosplayer, she knew very well what this expression represented.
She had thought about taking photos with this expression before, but due to not showing her face, she never did it.
Now that Gu Chenan brought it up, she was also a bit curious about how the website would react.
Fang Yuanyuan raised both hands next to her ears, then tilted her head back slightly to look at the ceiling, rolling her eyes as she asked, "Like this?"
Gu Chenan stood up to examine her, clicking his tongue: "Tsk, it feels like something's missing."
"What's missing?" Fang Yuanyuan asked, puzzled.
"It's missing..." Gu Chenan walked up to her, reaching his hand under her skirt and lightly touching the edge of her panties: "...a bit of exercise."
"Exercise?"
Before Fang Yuanyuan could react, Gu Chenan leaned in close from above and pushed her down.
...
At night, all was quiet, the moon bright and stars sparse.
A faint whimpering sound emanated from Fang Yuanyuan's room.
It continued for over an hour before finally stopping.
Inside the room, Gu Chenan put on his clothes and adjusted his tie.
After fixing his tie, Gu Chenan took out his phone from his pocket and aimed it at Fang Yuanyuan's flushed face.
"Now, try it again."
Fang Yuanyuan's eyes were unfocused and hazy. Hearing Gu Chenan's words, she weakly raised both hands, rolled her eyes, and made two peace signs.
Click~
The flash went off.
"That's perfect, just like that." Gu Chenan looked at the photo and nodded approvingly.
He wanted to show Fang Yuanyuan for her approval, but saw that she was now completely limp.
So he raised his phone again and took a full-body shot before opening the door and leaving.
If the photos on the website weren't enough to make Fang Yuanyuan let him off, then surely the photos on his phone now would be sufficient?
After all, Fang Yuanyuan's current state was something she would never want others to see.
No matter what, she was still the First Seat of Black Owl. She might be able to bear the shame, but could Black Owl?
Thinking of this, Gu Chenan grinned.
Then he sent the photos along with an edited message to Fang Yuanyuan.
"Sister Fang, you wouldn't want others in the organization to see you like this, right? As I said, killing Gong Fei was a misunderstanding."
...
Early the next morning.
Everyone in the organization was looking forward to today's meeting.
Yesterday, Cao Mang had declared that not only would Gu Chenan not become one of The Twelve Owls, but he would be eliminated outright!
And at this morning's meeting, Cao Mang would surely inform the First Seat of these matters.
Once the First Seat learned of this, she would undoubtedly kill Gu Chenan in a fit of rage!
If Gu Chenan were smart, he should have fled the organization last night.
Although it would have been futile, as the organization would definitely catch him, it would still be better than having the First Seat make him bleed out on the spot.
"Yawn~"
Just as everyone was discussing, Gu Chenan pushed open his room door and walked out yawning.
Seeing this, everyone immediately cast schadenfreude-filled glances at him.
"Does Gu Chenan not know he's at death's door?"
"Judging by his look, he doesn't know. If he knew, he should have run away with Hoshino Kannon last night!"
"Tsk tsk, say what you will, but Gu Chenan's got guts, actually daring to come to our Black Owl."
"Hmph, anyway, he'll definitely die today!"
Hearing the discussions around him, Gu Chenan stretched lazily.
"Chenan, wait for me."
Hoshino Kannon also walked out of the room.
Gu Chenan offered his arm to Hoshino Kannon, who took it, and the two walked together towards the elevator.
Seeing this scene, everyone started discussing again.
"These two lovebirds are still being all lovey-dovey, they really don't know what's good for them!"
"Hoshino Kannon has been with our Black Owl for so long, yet she would betray the organization for Gu Chenan, how shameless!"
"Hehe, don't worry, the First Seat will not only eliminate Gu Chenan, but will definitely also eliminate the traitor Hoshino Kannon! Look at their smug faces, it's disgusting!"
Ding, the elevator doors opened.
Amidst the discussions, Gu Chenan and Hoshino Kannon entered the elevator.
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.”
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
