One day quickly passed.
During this time, Gu Yan led a group of people through the food street. They ate their way from one end to the other, from fried chicken to grilled squid, from ice cream to barbecue. Then, Shangguan Miaoyin suggested visiting an ancient-style teahouse, where the aroma of tea permeated the air, making them feel as if they were in the ancient Jiangnan water towns. Afterward, they went to a shopping mall, where the girls enthusiastically tried on clothes, while Gu Yan and Bai Jun discussed the details of their plan outside.
Everyone left with full hands, and it seemed that the girls' feelings had grown closer. Leng Ling'er, Ning Qian, Shangguan Miaoyin, and Bai Qionglan even took a group photo together in a photo booth. Later, they pulled Gu Yan, Bai Jun, and Old Gao into more photos.
Back in the car, Gu Yan looked at the group photo of seven people in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
Undeniably, today had been quite enjoyable.
But alas...
Gu Yan put away the photo, sighing inwardly. This carefree day would soon come to an end.
Enjoy it, girls.
On Leng Ling'er's side, she was still distributing the photos: "Qionglan, this is our photo together. And this is yours with Miaoyin, and this is... here, Xiao Ning, this is yours."
"And here's a group photo for everyone."
Ning Qian quickly accepted the photos with both hands. When she saw the first group photo where everyone was smiling, her eyes widened. Staring at the group photo, she felt a warmth surge through her.
In the trunk of the car were also the clothes and gifts the group had chosen for her.
Honestly, this joyous moment had eased much of the pain in her heart.
She had never had friends, the only people she talked to besides her masters were her senior brother Xiao Lin.
But now...
She clenched the photo tightly, a warm feeling welling up inside her.
Especially when she looked at Leng Ling'er, her gaze softened.
I... I think I've made friends...
Ling'er sister...
Bai Qionglan was admiring the close-up photo of herself with Leng Ling'er, grinning ear to ear as she hugged Leng Ling'er's arm: "Ling'er sister~~ you're just too beautiful~~"
Leng Ling'er, not hearing the hidden meaning behind Bai Qionglan's words, proudly raised her chin and snorted: "Of course!"
Seeing Leng Ling'er like this in the back seat, Shangguan Miaoyin felt an intense urge.
Shasha~ Shasha~
Miss Ling'er is really just like Master~~!! Ahhh~!! I can't take it anymore!!
Shangguan Miaoyin's rationality was gradually diminishing! But no!
If she made a move on Miss Ling'er, Master would surely punish her on the spot!!
Meanwhile, Ning Qian watched as Bai Qionglan tightly hugged Leng Ling'er's arm. For some reason, a strange feeling of discomfort surged within her.
It was as if... her senior brother had been taken away by another woman.
She didn't want to regret it, so she imitated Bai Qionglan and hugged Leng Ling'er's arm: "Ling'er sister... I also think you're very beautiful..."
Leng Ling'er, clearly not expecting Ning Qian to say that, couldn't help but laugh triumphantly: "Hehehe~! Bro-in-law, did you see that! Everyone is praising how beautiful I am!"
"Too bad for you! No one here has ever praised you for being handsome!"
Gu Yan, hearing this, glanced at theLittle Yellow Hair being hugged on both sides and couldn't help but purse his lips: "Little brat, your Bro-in-law is way past your age."
"My heart now... belongs to Qingqiu~!"
"Bro-in-law! Can you say my sister's name normally! You're too embarrassing!"
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Gu Yan slowly raised an eyebrow, feeling this little brat had become increasingly arrogant lately. Probably hasn't been properly disciplined. Though, who could blame her? She did help out a great deal.
He looked at the original female lead who seemed to have become a loyal fan of Leng Ling'er. Although the process was a bit off, the outcome was good!
As long as Ning Qian could stay away from Xiao Lin.
Next... it's time to find the right opportunity for his【Night】 to make another appearance.
Soon.
The group parted ways. Bai Jun took Bai Qionglan home.
Leng Ling'er and Gu Yan also had someone drive them back.
Gu Yan took Ning Qian and Shangguan Miaoyin to the【Jianghai Hotel】, the same hotel where Motian Yunyi stayed before.
After booking the rooms, Shangguan Miaoyin stood in front of the No. 2 Presidential Suite, teasing Gu Yan as he entered the No. 1 Presidential Suite next door: "Mr. Gu, I think you've really forgotten about your own plan."
"The idea of teaming up wasn't yours? Now you want to stay alone in a room?"
"Don't you know this could make people suspect you’re the Night?"
Gu Yan retorted: "Ms. Shangguan, you wouldn't want my reputation to be damaged, would you?"
"You can ask around, everyone in Jianghai knows I, Gu Yan, am deeply devoted only to Leng Qingqiu!"
Shangguan Miaoyin, hearing this, felt extremely jealous.
On the surface, she snorted coldly: "I hope you are!!!"
With that, she angrily pushed the door open and entered, with Ning Qian following behind.
Ning Qian gave Gu Yan an unexpectedly skeptical look, as if asking: "So, you're really that faithful?"
After all, she had heard from Leng Ling'er that men with money always seek concubines.
With Gu Yan being so wealthy, surely he must have mistresses outside?
?
What kind of suspicious and unexpected gaze is this?!
Gu Yan couldn't figure it out. He helplessly pushed the door open and entered the room, calling out: "Let's go, Old Gao."
"Yes, young master."
The room had twin beds, so there was no issue with bedding.
At night.
Ning Qian had a rare good night's sleep, with the photos from their outing placed on the nightstand.
A smile played on her lips, as if she were dreaming of something beautiful.
Shangguan Miaoyin woke up, glancing at Ning Qian who was soundly asleep. She started to silently transmit information to her master.
Meanwhile, at the Leng Family residence.
In the study.
Leng Qingqiu, knitting a scarf, paused for a moment.
A few minutes later.
Lì qiāng qiū's lips curled into a smile.
(Note: Lì qiāng qiū appears to be a Chinese name, and it may have a specific meaning or reference that is not widely known. If you could provide more context or information, I'd be happy to help with a more accurate translation.)
Here is a possible breakdown of the name:
- Lì qiāng: means "clear" or "cool" and "strong", or a place name.
- Qiū: means "autumn" or "fall".
So, in a literal translation, Lì qiāng qiū could be translated as "cool autumn" or "strong fall", but the exact meaning may depend on the context.
A melodious, amused voice came from her red lips: "Idiot."
Thinking about how Gu Yan had guessed there might be many【Nights】, she found it quite amusing.
If she revealed her true identity to him now, he'd probably be scared to death!
Hmm, you know what, Leng Qingqiu suddenly thought about giving it a try.
But... no, she knew that would definitely ruin everything.
Their relationship would inevitably fall apart.
However, the 【searchlight】 from the Martial Arts Department, which could track aura, intrigued her.
There could only be one【Night Organization】, the rest were surely impostors.
No matter how they investigated, as long as she didn't have her subordinates take action, the Martial Arts Department would only absorb the aura from the fake 【Nights】.
And thinking of that...
Leng Qingqiu seemed to have come up with a great plan.
Hehehe~~~
The impostor【Night】, this is your own doing. Since you've given me such a great gift, I'll gladly accept it~~
Of course, there was one more thing she needed to confirm.
She asked cautiously: "Are you sure they were sleeping in separate rooms?"
At the Jianghai Hotel.
Hearing her master's voice, Shangguan Miaoyin was startled. After regaining her composure, she quickly replied: "Yes! Master!"
"Gu Yan is sleeping in the next room! I'm sharing a room with Ning Qian from Dragon King Mountain!"
Hearing this, Cold Qing Qiu finally felt relieved. After thinking for a moment, she decided to give an order: "You Xing Xue, as a new member of the Night Organization, it's time for her to complete a rookie task."
Shangguan Miaoyin, upon hearing this, hesitated: "Master... do we want to fish in troubled waters and eliminate these Martial Artists?"
However, Leng Qingqiu calmly refused: "No, we not only can't kill them, we even have to...help them complete this so-called plan."
Immediately, Shangguan Miaoyin was taken aback. But after a moment's thought, her eyes lit up with excitement.
Because of Gu Yan, these people had already been led astray.
All they needed to do was wait for the fake【Nights】to appear and use their fake aura to disguise themselves as the Night.
And they, as genuine members of the Night Organization, pretend to be righteous to earn the trust of everyone.
When the opportune moment arrives, they will bare their fangs and utterly annihilate the Martial Arts Department!
The master is truly formidable!
Thinking of this, Shangguan Miaoyin quickly replied, "Understood!"
The order has been issued.
Leng Qingqiu felt that she had accomplished a lot again today, although there were no pastries available. Otherwise, she would definitely reward herself with one.
Her mind was somewhat distracted as she fiddled with the yarn. Gu Yan...
Just how long will he be occupied?
Until the fake Night Organization appears and captures their aura?
Alas... Life without Gu Yan is so dreadfully boring~~
【........】

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”

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?"