Looking at the smiling man before her, Mei Xue couldn't help but admire his courage.
He actually dared to come alone to their night base without bringing his formidable butler.
Mei Xue wasn't sure how Gu Yan had found this place, but she just hoped this man would leave quickly.
Her expression unchanged, she said with a hint of urgency in her voice: "So? What do you want to say? Say it and leave quickly."
"Don't rush," Gu Yan said as he took a bite of fried rice with eggs. "I'll talk while I eat. I didn't even have time for breakfast."
He added with a slightly satisfied expression: "This rice tastes decent, though not as good as mine."
Hearing this, Mei Xue glanced towards the kitchen. Seeing that no one there had heard, she said quietly to Gu Yan: "You'd better be careful. The others aren't as easy to deal with as I am."
Easy to deal with?
Gu Yan looked at her with some surprise.
Which easy-to-deal-with person tries to slit someone's throat upon first meeting?
However, compared to the descriptions of others in the original story, Mei Xue could indeed be considered one of the more humane ones.
Gu Yan shrugged: "Alright, alright. After all, this is your headquarters."
"So I'll get straight to the point," he said, eating while maintaining a casual conversational tone. "The plan has changed a bit. We'll meet directly in front of the police station at 8 PM."
"Here's the plan: Xiao Lin has been arrested and taken to the police station, but given that he's a martial artist and the young master of the Dragon King Palace, naturally someone will bail him out."
"This morning, you released control of the shadow slaves, so all those people became corpses."
"This framing tactic is at best just an annoyance to Xiao Lin, and can't really have any significant impact on him."
"But at the very least, it can delay the time it takes for people outside to bail him out."
"We need to drag things out until nightfall to act."
"After all..." Gu Yan took another bite of fried rice and looked at Mei Xue with a smile, "You can only exert your full strength at night."
Mei Xue frowned slightly.
Damn, this feeling of having all your secrets known by someone else is really unpleasant.
Gu Yan continued: "And what you need to do isn't to fight Xiao Lin to the death, or even to test out his full capabilities."
"What you need to do is also the first task I assigned to you."
"That is... to get something from Xiao Lin for me."
"Or rather, you just need to make him reveal that item."
Hearing this, Mei Xue had a rough idea in her mind. She took a light breath and asked, "What item?"
Gu Yan pointed to his own neck: "Half of a jade pendant. Xiao Lin always wears it around his neck, but usually keeps it hidden under his clothes."
"Half of a jade pendant?" Mei Xue asked, puzzled and curious. "Is that all?"
"That's all," Gu Yan said with a light smile. Then, after finishing his last bite of fried rice, he cautioned Mei Xue: "Don't think about going head-to-head with Xiao Lin. He's not an opponent you can handle right now."
"Not even you in the darkness of night."
It wasn't just the difference in cultivation level.
More importantly, it was the difference in luck and destiny.
Xiao Lin was the male protagonist in the original story, the chosen one of this world.
No matter how hard Mei Xue tried, she would never be able to defeat Xiao Lin.
Hearing this, Mei Xue clenched her fists and said disbelievingly: "My combat power at night can even rival a grandmaster. Even if I can't beat Xiao Lin, I should at least be able to force him to go all out."
"How could I be as helpless as you say?"
Gu Yan smiled upon hearing this and simply said: "Oh."
With that, he stood up and walked towards the cashier.
?
Mei Xue slowly raised a mental question mark, feeling inexplicably frustrated.
This "oh," while not saying much, seemed to say everything.
In any case, it made her very upset.
"That'll be 6 yuan in total."
At the cashier, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses saw Gu Yan approach and put on a professional smile.
After paying, Gu Yan waved to Mei Xue, who had also walked over, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, Miss Mei~"
Ding-a-ling~
Gu Yan left.
Mei Xue felt a headache coming on as she heard that form of address and tone. This guy was indeed a good actor.
The man with sunglasses, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, teased: "Mei Xue, you seem quite familiar with that guy from the secular world, huh?"
Hearing this, Mei Xue sighed lightly: "We're just acquaintances."
After all, she knew nothing about Gu Yan and couldn't guess what he was really up to.
"I understand, but Mei Xue, don't get too caught up in the joys of romance."
"That would interfere with the master's plans."
The man with sunglasses said earnestly.
?
"Boss, what strange things are you saying?"
"Nonsense."
Mei Xue frowned and returned to the kitchen with a cold face.
That guy is the master's nominal husband, although I don't know what the master likes about him.
The shop owner shook his head. This child is just too tsundere.
However, that man is just an ordinary person with no cultivation aura. If he really gets involved in the world of ancient martial arts, it would probably be a disaster.
The two of them are likely to fail.
.........
..........
Meanwhile.
At the Jianghai City Police Station.
In the interrogation room.
Xiao Lin sat in the interrogation chair, facing the stern-looking Chen Yingyin across from him.
She held some documents in her hand and asked one by one: "Name."
"Xiao Lin."
"Age."
"24 years old."
"Gender."
"Can't you see that for yourself?"
Slap!
Chen Yingyin angrily slammed her palm on the table and said, "I'm the one asking questions here!"
Xiao Lin felt like crying.
He felt incredibly frustrated. Why was this happening?
He hadn't done anything wrong, so why did he have to endure this criminal-like interrogation?
Unfortunately, before coming down the mountain, his master had repeatedly instructed him to obey the laws of the secular world.
Otherwise, he would have left long ago.
But...
This woman called Chen Yingyin was quite beautiful.
Maybe staying here wasn't so bad after all.
Seeing Chen Yingyin's increasingly unfriendly expression, he snapped back to reality and replied: "Ahem, male."
Chen Yingyin's impression of Xiao Lin grew worse, and she became more convinced that he was the mastermind behind these incidents.
So her tone grew colder as she asked: "This morning, did you injure a person named Wang Yulan in Yulin Residential Area?"
!!
Xiao Lin was stunned. Wang Yulan?
Yulan? Considering the current situation,
He thought of a possibility and replied with a somewhat dejected tone: "Yes."
As he said this, he tightly clenched his fists.
Sister Yulan... reported it to the police?
But he was only trying to help her get away from that bad person.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin raised his head and tried to explain: "But I... I didn't mean to! I didn't intend to hurt Yulan, I just..."
Before he could finish,
"Silence!" Chen Yingyin shouted sternly, her eyes full of anger: "Do you know that your punch almost killed her?"
"If it weren't for... someone taking her to the hospital,"
"She might have died!"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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.”