Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi suddenly snapped back to reality, letting out a deep breath.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the identical shock in each other's eyes.
Even before formally meeting, they had been startled by the aura casually exuded by their two demon race senior sisters.
Their senior sisters and brothers truly were more terrifying than the last.
...
Hearing that their master had taken in two new disciples, surprise also surfaced in the eyes of Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue.
Their master had actually accepted disciples again?
And two in one go?
The two demons cast their gazes upon the two unfamiliar figures, briefly sizing them up.
Their appearances were indeed not bad.
Standing beside their master, they didn't look inferior; rather, they complemented him well.
In truth, they didn't really care about suddenly having a new junior brother and sister.
But when they saw their master's hand resting gently on top of Jun Anshi's head, their gazes instantly hardened.
They re-examined Jun Anshi closely, carrying a hint of imperceptible scrutiny.
Her appearance was good.
Placed in a crowd, she was certainly a presence that would draw attention.
However, she was still young and her cultivation wasn't high. She shouldn't... pose any threat.
Being stared at by her two senior sisters, Jun Anshi felt as if she had been locked onto by two wild beasts. The scrutiny in their eyes caused her breath to hitch instantly, her heart skipping a beat.
It was too terrifying.
That gaze felt as though it wanted to see right through her, inside and out.
However, the scrutinizing intent quickly dissipated, as if in their eyes, she couldn't stir up any waves at all.
Jun Anshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She took a deep breath, trying hard to keep her expression calm, then stepped forward together with her brother, bowing respectfully.
"Greetings, Senior Sisters."
Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue had no intention of making things difficult for her.
Two gentle streams of spiritual energy flew from their fingertips, helping the siblings up.
Mo Yingluo spoke, her voice carrying a touch of seriousness.
"Mhm. Although on the surface your talents appear ordinary, I can sense that there is something on you shielding my perception."
She paused, a flash of interest in her eyes.
"To be personally taken in as disciples by Master, your true talents must be top-tier in the entire Nine Heavens Realm.
Cultivate well in the future, and do not let down Master's expectations."
Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi replied in unison.
"Yes! Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister!"
Just as her voice fell—
A figure had already entered the top floor.
The figure was entirely composed of white bones, without a trace of flesh or blood to be seen, just a complete skeletal frame.
The bones presented a texture like black jade, engraved with fine, hair-like dark gold patterns that faintly glowed in the light.
It was exactly the fourth disciple—Gu Shenghua.
After entering the top floor, he immediately came before Gu Changyuan and bowed in greeting.
"Master."
Gu Changyuan nodded and turned sideways to introduce them.
"Your new junior brother and sister, Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi."
Hearing this, although Gu Shenghua's face was clearly just a skull, a trace of shock could be felt.
He turned his gaze to the two figures, then reached out a skeletal hand. The palm, made up of individual white bones, opened up in front of them.
"The fourth senior disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Gu Shenghua. Just call me Senior Brother Gu from now on."
Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi looked at the hand reaching toward them, completely made of bones, and couldn't help but freeze for a moment.
No flesh, no skin, only eerie white bones.
Every finger bone was clearly visible, the joints distinct, and one could even see the tiny gaps between the bones.
In all their lives, this was the first time they had seen such an existence.
Gu Shenghua caught their momentary daze and couldn't help but pat his bony head with his left hand.
Smack.
The sound was crisp, exceptionally loud in the quiet hall.
He had forgotten.
His frame of bones was still too bizarre and novel for cultivators seeing it for the first time.
Previously, when his martial niece Tushan Hanyan first met him, she had the same reaction.
"Sorry, sorry." He withdrew his hand, smiling a bit sheepishly—even though a smile couldn't be seen on that skull.
"It's better to interact with you like this."
As his words fell—
From his outstretched skeletal hand, flesh and blood began to rapidly form around it.
First skin, then muscle, followed by blood vessels and meridians...
Layer by layer, piece by piece, they covered the eerie white bones at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just two breaths of time, the skeletal frame completely vanished, replaced by a living, breathing person.
It was a man.
His skin was pale yet smooth as jade; his facial features were exquisite, one could even say gorgeous.
A somewhat lazy smile lingered in his eyes and brows, and his whole person exuded an indescribable, demonic beauty.
This was one of Gu Shenghua's abilities.
He could meld the flesh and blood of those he personally killed into himself, shapeshifting at will.
The appearance before them was the one he favored the most.
Gu Shenghua flexed his fingers, feeling the long-lost sensation of flesh, then looked up, showing a gentle smile to the siblings.
"Like this, you shouldn't find it strange anymore, right?"
Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi looked at their fourth senior brother, who seemed like a completely different person, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.
Just a moment ago he was a skeleton, and now he had become a great beauty?
No, a handsome man?
The two exchanged a glance, then quickly explained.
"Senior Brother, we didn't mean to find it strange! We just blanked out for a second, we're very sorry!"
Gu Shenghua waved his hand, his movements casual.
"It's fine, it's fine. Cultivators seeing my appearance for the first time are always curious. You'll get used to it."
He paused, then added.
"This is flesh and blood I obtained from an opponent.
That guy looked pretty good when he was alive, so I kept it.
I'm usually too lazy to use it, but today is an exception."
He spoke so casually, as if saying the weather is nice today.
Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi silently gulped.
This fourth senior brother... seemed quite terrifying too.
As the three were talking, Nine Faces, Yin Wugou, Hanshuang, Mu Qinghe, and Huo Guhong also arrived at the top floor one after another.
Xie Yunjie and Chu Jing, who were responsible for helping the two senior sisters handle sect affairs, were the last to arrive.
The ten demon ancestors were all present.
They gathered around Gu Changyuan, their gazes falling on these two newly arrived junior brother and sister, their eyes carrying curiosity as well as goodwill.
Being watched by so many big shots, Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi felt immense pressure.
But at the same time, a surge of warmth rose in their hearts.
These senior brothers and sisters, although each looked terrifying and many were types they were seeing for the first time, seemed quite friendly toward them.
The two took a deep breath, then bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Senior Brothers and Sisters!"

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?"

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.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.