Early the next morning.
Gu Yan began his morning exercise routine.
As he jogged around the track inside the villa grounds, he chatted with Old Gao beside him: "Today we're going to visit Hope's Light to check out our new organization."
Old Gao, who was accompanying Gu Yan on his run, showed a hint of confusion when he heard the words "Hope's Light."
"Hope's Light? Young Master, isn't that place supposed to be abandoned?"
Gu Yan nodded: "Exactly, being abandoned makes it perfect as a base for our organization."
As he spoke, Gu Yan recalled the background of Hope's Light.
In the original story.
Hope's Light was a facility funded by Yan Xing Group, supposedly built to provide hope for underprivileged children.
According to the original plan.
This 3,200-acre property was meant to be developed into a small self-contained township.
It would have included school buildings, comprising classrooms, laboratories, a library, administrative offices, and student dormitories.
They were also planning to staff it with first-class teachers.
Additionally, it would have featured a small amusement park, residential areas, dining districts, shopping zones, and more.
Unfortunately... construction only completed the school buildings before the development plan fell through.
Yan Xing Group withdrew their funding, and according to inside information, this was because Long Zaitian had already become the face of Yan Xing Group by then.
He believed that building Hope's Light was a complete money-losing venture, purely charitable work.
So they abandoned it, planning to build suburban villas on the land instead.
Thinking about this, Gu Yan smiled slightly - it certainly fit Long Zaitian's value system.
Old Gao nodded and asked curiously: "Young Master, there's something I've wanted to ask since we were on the building rooftop."
"Young Master, have you... really become the Night King?"
"Is our organization going to be the Night Organization?"
The Night King was a terrifying figure who controlled the Night Organization. It wasn't his formidable cultivation that people feared most.
There were plenty of powerful people, and many who were more ruthless than the Night King, but none had faced simultaneous attacks from so many factions.
The Night King was truly frightening for many reasons! One of them was his mysterious ability to absorb others' souls for cultivation!
Another was... his dagger named "Night"!!
The Gu Family hadn't participated in the siege against the Night Organization, actually due to some past relationships.
After all, Old Master Gu and Leng Qingqiu's grandfather had been close friends.
That's why they chose not to kick the Leng Family while they were down during the siege.
But there was no denying that the Night Organization and the Night King were absolutely terrifying existences!
However.
Gu Yan pursed his lips: "Don't be ridiculous, how could I possibly be the Night King."
"I'm just borrowing the name of Night."
"By the way, Old Gao, you were right about one thing - our organization will indeed be called Night, and you'll be my right-hand man."
"Would you like to give yourself a more impressive title?"
"Something like 'The Heart-Shattering Elder'?"
Old Gao, watching his young master's enthusiasm and considering this title might stick with him for life, slowly shook his head: "No thanks, I'll come up with something myself later."
"That's fine, just let me know when you decide, Old Gao."
Seeing Gu Yan smile and run ahead again, Old Gao's face also broke into a smile.
Probably... even the Gu Family head and Madam Su don't know about these things...
The Gu Family's death warriors were very special - once inherited by someone, they would only recognize that person.
Which meant.
When Gu Tianming transferred those ten death warriors to Gu Yan, it was already determined that they would only obey Gu Yan alone.
Even Old Master Gu couldn't command those ten death warriors!
Watching Gu Yan's back, Old Gao shook his head with an amused smile.
Now, the world was about to get interesting again.
As time slowly passed.
Just as Gu Yan was about to finish his exercise.
"Gu Yan! Gu Yan!"
An excited voice called from behind.
Gu Yan turned to look, showing a hint of surprise.
He saw Yan Qingqing, the young miss of the Yan family whom he had made cry at the Yama Palace banquet, running toward him while waving her arms.
She was one of Xiao Lin's harem members in the original story, and a masochist.
Thinking of this, Gu Yan quickened his pace for a final sprint.
Yan Qingqing had previously visited the Gu Family looking for Gu Yan.
But she hadn't managed to meet him. Now that she'd finally encountered him during his morning run, she had wanted to say hello, but he suddenly accelerated.
"You jerk!"
Yan Qingqing stamped her foot, disrupting her rhythm as she chased after him: "Gu Yan, wait up!"
Fifteen minutes later.
Gu Yan finished his exercise, and Yan Qingqing came running up, panting heavily.
"You! Why did you run so fast when you saw me!! Am I some kind of scary creature?!"
After catching her breath, Yan Qingqing looked up at Gu Yan with gritted teeth.
He pursed his lips, twisted his neck, and said with a look of disdain: "Please, are we that close? Why should I wait for you?"
!!
Heart-throbbing! So heart-throbbing!
That look of disdain! Completely different from those who just flatter me!
Man! You've caught my attention!
Yan Qingqing's heart was racing, feeling extremely satisfied inside, while her face showed displeasure: "Hey! Didn't we already meet at the banquet?"
"The Gu Family and Yan Family are both among Jianghai's Four Great Families, shouldn't we communicate properly?"
"This lady personally came to talk to you, shouldn't you stop immediately... Hey! What are you doing, Gu Yan!"
As she was speaking, she saw Gu Yan had already turned and was walking away, waving his hand: "Alright, alright, just be quiet."
"If you want to communicate, let's do it properly at the family annual meeting."
"Don't get the wrong idea, Miss Yan..."
He turned his head, looking at Yan Qingqing with disdain: "I'm a married man, please keep your distance."
Hearing this, she first froze, then showed an expression of satisfaction, wiping her mouth: "Hehe... so domineering.... I like it...."
"The Gu Family's annual meeting, is it?"
Good!
She would definitely get her father to talk to those Gu Family business owners, make them vote for Gu Yan!
Meanwhile, on Gu Yan's side.
He had certainly noticed Yan Qingqing's satisfied expression, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
No, ever since he obtained the [Complete Pure Love Constitution].
Many people from the original story around him seemed to be getting stranger and stranger.
Thinking about Long Zaitian, Wang Yulan, Bai Jun, You Xingxue...
Gu Yan couldn't help but feel that they all had some strange thoughts about him.
Speaking of which, weren't Yan Qingqing's symptoms a bit severe too?
Should he continue pursuing Yan Qingqing's storyline?
But as soon as this thought appeared, Gu Yan shook his head.
To be safe, he absolutely couldn't allow any possibility of Xiao Lin rising up!
Although handling things this way gave Gu Yan an uneasy feeling, in various ways.
He fell silent for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
Well, surely nothing too outrageous would happen.
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.”
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?"
