Gu Tianming, seeing that the situation was gradually stabilizing, spoke up, his voice reaching everyone's ears.
"My son, Gu Yan, has a marriage contract with Leng Qingqiu of the Leng Family."
"It was arranged by my father and Leng Qingqiu's grandfather when they were children."
"My son is a man of deep loyalty and righteousness. Even though the Leng Family has fallen into such a state, he is still willing to fulfill the promise made by the older generation."
"Moreover, the two of them have already developed feelings for each other, which is why they are together."
As he spoke,
a cold voice interrupted: "That's right. If you're saying the Gu Family is connected to the Night Organization, then doesn't that mean the Su Family is also under suspicion? Do you want to investigate the Su Family as well?"
Everyone turned to look.
Su Murong walked over with a frosty expression.
Behind her was a black-robed elder.
His powerful aura made everyone's faces pale.
Su Murong had originally intended to stay out of this, but her son had been bullied, and the Gu Family was being wrongly accused of ties with the Night Organization.
On top of that... her son had publicly beaten up the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect for Leng Qingqiu's sake. She couldn't just stand by anymore.
Some recognized Su Murong, their faces turning pale.
Others didn't know her but were aware of the Su Family's reputation.
They immediately fell silent, not daring to make a sound.
Su Murong walked over to Gu Tianming, first glaring at him, causing his shoulders to tremble slightly.
Then she went to Gu Yan, carefully checking to make sure he was unharmed.
Finally, she turned to the crowd with a cold expression: "Let me make this clear. Neither the Gu Family nor the Leng Family has any connection to that so-called Night Organization!"
"If you still don't believe me, feel free to go to the Su Family and ask my father!"
"Ask him what he thinks!"
Her words left no room for argument.
No one dared to respond.
At that moment,
a gentle, soft voice chimed in.
"Sister Su is right."
"I also don't believe the Leng Family or the Gu Family has any ties to the Night Organization."
As the voice spoke, the tension in the room began to ease.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and turned to see where the voice was coming from.
There,
Shangguan Miaoyin stood up from her seat and walked over, stopping in front of Gu Yan.
She smiled at Su Murong and said, "Hello, Madam Su. This is our first meeting. I'm Shangguan Miaoyin from the Shangguan Family."
Su Murong nodded slightly: "I've heard of you. I originally wanted to set you up with my son."
"But since little Gu likes Leng Qingqiu, you missed your chance."
Shangguan Miaoyin's eye twitched, but she maintained her smile.
She forced herself not to lose her composure.
Turning to Gu Yan, she smiled and said, "The young master of the Gu Family is truly talented and handsome."
"I believe your love with the young lady of the Leng Family will last forever..."
Gu Yan, looking at Shangguan Miaoyin, a member of the Night Organization, replied, "Thank you. My love for Qingqiu is as clear as the heavens and the earth."
"That's why I can't help but feel the urge to silence anyone who speaks ill of her."
"Honestly, it's not my fault. How could I not defend her when she's so beautiful, kind, gentle, and adorable?"
"That's why I can't tolerate any nonsense from others."
The crowd: .........
Why are you looking at us while saying this?
And... is this really the right time to be saying such cheesy things?
Couldn't you read the room?
Shangguan Miaoyin also felt a wave of cringe.
What a love-struck man. If my master heard this, he'd probably be disgusted.
Do you think the mighty Night King would be moved or flustered by such overly sweet words?
Hah, it's just a man's delusional fantasy before he breaks.
On the surface, she nodded in agreement with Gu Yan's words, then turned to the crowd: "Everyone, I, Shangguan Miaoyin, believe that the Gu Family and the Leng Family are innocent."
"If anyone thinks the Shangguan Family is also involved with the Night Organization... then..."
Her tone grew more serious: "The Shangguan Family is open to investigation."
Her words left the representatives of the various factions exchanging uneasy glances.
No one dared to speak further.
What a joke.
The Gu Family was one thing—they were just a local powerhouse in Jianghai, a somewhat renowned martial family in the ancient martial world.
But the Su Family and the Shangguan Family were on a completely different level.
Neither of these families was something their factions could afford to provoke.
One by one, they began to apologize: "No, no, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"Yes, we would never turn on each other! Absolutely not!"
"Miss Shangguan, let's not say things that harm our unity!"
"Master Gu, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now! Let's meet again another time!"
The crowd gradually dispersed.
Even Elder Guo from Carefree Mountain left with a grim expression, unwilling to stay.
He had just reached the Grandmaster level and wanted to show off his prestige in front of everyone.
But he hadn't expected to be interrupted by some brat.
The Heavenly Demon Sect's protector also avoided looking at Gu Yan.
He had originally planned to say something like—"Cut off your arms, or I won't let you off!"—depending on how the situation unfolded.
But now he was glad he hadn't acted as arrogantly as he usually did in the ancient martial world.
Soon, the once-crowded hall was nearly empty, leaving only Shangguan Miaoyin and Ning Qian.
Su Murong, seeing the now mostly empty hall, glared at Gu Tianming.
[We'll settle this later!]
Gu Tianming guiltily averted his gaze.
Ning Qian, who had been quietly standing in the corner, finally walked over. A sword hung at her waist.
As she passed Gu Yan, she casually remarked, "Gu Yan, was it? You're quite interesting. I look forward to our next meeting."
Gu Yan was a bit surprised. Huh?
I was just thinking of how to get to know her, and she just approached me like that?
Shangguan Miaoyin narrowed her eyes as she watched Ning Qian's retreating figure. The junior sister of the Dragon King Palace's young master... she's already showing interest in Gu Yan.
This is definitely something worth reporting.
With that in mind, she turned to Gu Yan and the others: "Well, I won't disturb you any further."
"With the Night Organization appearing in Jianghai, the situation is unpredictable."
"If you need the Shangguan Family's assistance, feel free to contact me."
With that, Shangguan Miaoyin left, satisfied with the day's harvest.
She had gathered so much information; she needed to hurry back and report it to claim her reward.
Watching Shangguan Miaoyin's retreating figure,
Gu Yan smirked. You didn't even leave a way to contact you.
How am I supposed to notify you?
At that moment,
a gentle voice sounded in Gu Yan's ear.
"Yanyan~ When did you reach the Xiantian level? Why didn't Mommy know about it?"
Su Murong placed a hand on Gu Yan's shoulder and asked with a kind smile.
Gu Yan: ".........."
Then she turned to Gu Tianming and asked with the same kind smile: "Why didn't you tell me about our son?"
Gu Tianming: "........"
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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.”
