XWDW Ch. 136: Confession 8

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Chen Xiang got up early in the morning, glanced towards the bedroom which was completely still, and looked at Ying Yu who had come in with the wash water with a puzzled expression. “What time did Master come back last night? Why hasn’t she gotten up yet?”

“I asked Man’er. Master came back in less than an hour last night!” Ying Yu also stated with a puzzled expression.

“I’ll go wake Master up! It’s almost time for the morning court.” Chen Xiang said as she walked into the bedroom.

Yun Qianyu was still a little dazed when Chen Xiang came to wake her up, but she woke up instantly and realized that she had overslept. Then she quickly got up, got out of bed, washed up quickly, and changed into her court clothes. Yu Nuo then came in and combed her hair.

Just as she finished getting ready, Yujian came in. His complexion had improved a lot.

“Royal Sister, what’s for breakfast this morning?”

Hong Su said as she entered. “It’s so early, Your Highness, please have some porridge first, and then have breakfast after the morning court session!”

“Alright, Sister Hong Su’s porridge is delicious!”

Hong Su smiled and said, “Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness!”

The siblings ate some porridge and then hurried off to the morning court session.

On the way, Yun Qianyu reminded Yujian to be careful not to step on the trap from yesterday when going to court today!

Yujian nodded, his expression darkening. Upon arriving at the main hall, Yujian naturally stood behind the floor tile. While Yun Qianyu stood beside Yujian as before.

Today’s morning court session was all about the kidnapping of the Seventh Prince of Jiuxiao Kingdom and the injury of the Jiuxiao envoy. Yesterday’s incident involving the Third Prince, Beitang Yun, causing a ruckus at the inn had also made the officials doubt Yujian and Yun Qianyu’s abilities.

In particular, the faction of Rui Wang seized the opportunity to make a big fuss!

“Your Majesty, the Princess Protector had declared that she will bring the Seventh Prince, Beitang Ming, back safely within three days. This is highly inappropriate!”

“Oh? In what way?” Murong Cang asked indifferently.

“Right now, there’s absolutely no news of the Seventh Prince. Let alone three days, even seven days wouldn’t be enough to find him. Besides, there are only two days left. If the Princess Protector can’t keep her promise, wouldn’t that be a disgrace to our Nanlou Kingdom?”

Yun Qianyu stepped forward and said, “Do you have a way to find Beitang Ming?”

“This subject does not,” the minister replied awkwardly.

“Just because you can’t do it, you doubt that I can’t either?” Yun Qianyu glanced at him indifferently.

“Can the Princess Protector of the Nation really do that?”

“Of course!”

“Very well, if the Princess can bring Beitang Ming back within three days, I am willing to kowtow a hundred times to apologize to Your Highness. Otherwise…”

He paused, then continued, “Please leave the court, Princess.”

“You are Grand Secretary Jiang Hongwen, aren’t you?”

“I am indeed Grand Secretary Jiang Hongwen.”

“Truly worthy of being a Grand Secretary, you’ve even figured this out.”

“I don’t understand what the Princess is saying!”

“If I win, I will leave the court; if Grand Secretary Jiang wins, he will kowtow a hundred times to apologize. But who would really let Grand Secretary Jiang kowtow a hundred times? The Emperor? That could kill someone. Wouldn’t the Emperor be the villain then? Wouldn’t that be giving Grand Secretary Jiang all the benefits!”

Jiang Hongwen blushed, looked at the ministers and the Emperor, and said, “Since that’s the case, what does the Princess think?”

“Since it’s a bet, it should be fair. Whoever loses gets out of the court!” Yun Qianyu’s last words were ruthless and merciless!

Jiang Hongwen was taken aback. He secretly glanced at Rui Wang, then forced a smile and said, “Alright, for the sake of Nanlou’s reputation, I agree!”

“What does your agreement have to do with Nanlou’s reputation? If I win, you, a three-foot-tall man, are less than a woman. How dare you stand in this court?”


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XWDW Ch. 135: Confession 7

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“Of course I’ll abide by it! I don’t want to cause trouble for Nanlou Kingdom!” Yun Qianyu muttered.

Yun Qianyu looked at the sword broken in two on the ground, thought for a moment, walked over, picked it up, and then said to the shadows, “Where are the Yun Wei?”

Immediately, a Yun Wei in white appeared in front of Yun Qianyu.

“Take it back and keep it safe, it will be useful later!” Yun Qianyu handed the broken sword to the Yun Wei.

The Yun Wei took the broken sword and disappeared.

“You won’t even let this go?” Gong Sangmo said with amusement.

“Who let her be arrogant with me, there will be a time when she can’t even cry.” A calculating light appeared on Yun Qianyu’s indifferent face.

At this moment, Yun Qianyu’s mood suddenly brightened, perhaps because of Gong Sangmo’s attitude towards Long Xiangluo, perhaps because she understood the confusion in her heart these past few days, or perhaps because of the joy of first love! In short, Yun Qianyu’s mood was extremely good now!

“In a good mood?”

Gong Sangmo was used to Yun Qianyu’s indifferent demeanor. Although Yun Qianyu remained calm, he could sense her joy. Why was she happy? Because she had outmaneuvered Long Xiangluo?

“Yes!”

Yun Qianyu turned her head and readily admitted that she was in a good mood. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Gong Sangmo, her mood improving with each glance!

Even the astute Gong Sangmo was taken aback by Yun Qianyu’s sudden good mood!

Seeing the confusion in Gong Sangmo’s eyes, Yun Qianyu suddenly broke into a wide smile. Her already stunning beauty blossomed like a peony in full bloom. And her usually round eyes narrowed into crescents, revealing a row of perfect pearly teeth.

Gong Sangmo was immediately startled. He had seen Yun Qianyu smile faintly at Yujian before, and he had always hoped that one day she would smile at him like that, which would have been enough for him. But now, seeing her smile so radiantly, he was flattered and overwhelmed! He was flattered! Flattered! He felt his heart, capable of conquering thousands of armies, couldn’t quite bear this smile!

Yun Qianyu glanced at the stunned Gong Sangmo, cheerfully leaving behind the words, “I have to attend court tomorrow,” before flying away.

By the time Gong Sangmo recovered from his shock, Yun Qianyu had already vanished.

Sanqiu weakly emerged from the shadows, reminding the still-standing Gong Sangmo, “Master, Her Highness the Princess has returned to the palace. Shouldn’t we go back too?”

“Sanqiu, why do you think Qianyu is so happy?”

“Huh?”

Sanqiu exclaimed, then immediately realized what was going on. His master was completely oblivious; those involved were often blinded by their own feelings! Even his valiant and wise master had such a moment!

“Master, Her Highness the Princess has clearly understood her own feelings for you, that’s why she’s happy!” Sanqiu said helplessly.

“Really?”

“Of course, how could I dare lie to you, Master!” Sanqiu assured him.

“Hehe!”

Gong Sangmo laughed out loud. Sure enough, the clouds had parted and the moon was shining! Now that she understood, the road ahead would be easier!

Sanqiu watched Gong Sangmo walk back, laughing all the way, and stared speechlessly at the sky!

Yun Qianyu returned to the palace, and Man’er, who had been keeping watch, immediately came to greet her. Yun Qianyu had calmed down, but her mood was clearly still very good.

After a quick wash, Yun Qianyu lay down on the bed, hugging the blanket, her big eyes wide open without any sign of sleepiness. Her eyeballs rolled around, and the corners of her mouth occasionally curled up. It was unclear what time it was before she finally fell asleep.


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LGHIHW Ch. 162.1: Arc 7.11

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Zhuang Li only went to the city once, and when he came back he possessed so many rare treasures. Naturally, the villagers were curious and couldn’t help but ask about it.

The eight or nine young men who were taken by Zhuang Lao Er to work at the dock naturally became mouthpieces, vividly and embellishing the legendary stories of how Zhuang Li helped people with fortune telling, how he made accurate predictions, and how he sought divine assistance.

He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, “We discussed it privately and concluded that the nobleman who invited the scholar to perform the public character test must be the Qi Wang. Besides him, who else could produce a luminous pearl the size of a fist, and who else could treat Governor Qin like a servant?”

Having spent years at the docks, these people were quite knowledgeable and quickly guessed the tall man’s identity.

The villagers squatting around them immediately erupted in a horrified uproar.

Qi Wang was an unparalleled supreme being in Bazhou, and even in the entire Jin state. After the late emperor’s death, he was originally the most capable of ascending the throne, but for some reason, he gave up the struggle for the throne and instead helped a three-year-old child.

Even so, he was still the one who called the shots in the State of Jin.

Whoever he wanted to be emperor could become emperor. The late emperor’s sons who had reached adulthood were either killed or exterminated by him, and most of them died. The only surviving adult prince was demoted to a commoner and imprisoned for life.

The phrase “turning one’s hand to make clouds, turning it back to make rain” perfectly described him.

In this remote mountain village, Qi Wang was a figure from mythology, and no one could imagine that Zhuang Li would have an encounter with such an extraordinary person.

“I always knew that the scholar was a truly capable man. His brain disease might hinder his studies, but it couldn’t stop his future at all,” a villager exclaimed sincerely, prompting the others to nod in agreement.

Thanks to Qi Wang’s formidable reputation, Zhuang Li’s standing in Luoxia Village improved significantly. Those who had previously enjoyed secretly mocking him began to regret their actions, fearing they might have offended him unintentionally.

Just as Zhuang Lao Da was about to quietly slip away from the crowd, a villager grabbed his arm and asked gloatingly, “Big Brother Zhuang, how are you feeling right now? The family just split up this morning, and by evening Zhuang Lao Er has already made a fortune. Aren’t you envious?”

Zhuang Lao Da blushed with embarrassment and broke free from the man’s grasp, running away quickly.

A group of villagers pointed at his retreating figure and laughed. Seeing Big Brother Zhuang in such a sorry state made them feel better.

Although these villagers were jealous of Zhuang Lao Er, they knew that whether he became rich or not had little to do with them. Unlike Big Brother Zhuang, who could have benefited from the fortune but instead gave it away himself.

“If Zhuang Lao Er really buys back that five-courtyard house in Xishan, Zhuang Lao Da’s family will definitely regret it!” a villager said with certainty.

Another person immediately chimed in, “That’s right! If it were me, I would cling to Zhuang Lao Er’s leg and beg him not to split the family property!”

The others laughed even louder. Just then, an old man muttered, “How strange! Isn’t Zhuang Tian’er a lucky star? How come Zhuang Lao Er became so successful right after leaving her? Doesn’t everyone say that whoever offends Zhuang Tian’er becomes unlucky, and whoever is good to her is lucky? Zhuang Li cursed Zhuang Tian’er as an evil spirit, and Zhuang Lao Er usually wouldn’t even let Zhuang Tian’er eat an egg. There’s no reason for them to be so lucky!”

The laughter of the crowd stopped abruptly, followed by all sorts of doubts and speculations.

Unbeknownst to them, the idea that Zhuang Tian’er might be an evil spirit quietly took root in everyone’s hearts.

….

After returning home, Zhuang Lao Da recounted the information he had gathered in detail.

Grandma Zhuang and Grandpa Zhuang were stunned, murmuring in disbelief, “Da Bao can actually tell fortunes? That can’t be true!”

“It’s true. Even noble people say he’s accurate in his predictions and have rewarded him with so many treasures.” Zhuang Lao Da nodded with great certainty.

In this primitive era, the authority that came with a supreme position was unimaginable to ordinary people. The emperor’s command that his subjects die was a command that they had no choice but to obey. This simple statement could intimidate or even execute high-ranking officials who had long held positions in the court, let alone ordinary people.

Grandma Zhuang and Grandpa Zhuang were terrified by the name of the Qi Wang, their hearts going in turmoil, and they were filled with remorse.

What a fool they were! Why did they even want to split up their family property? Can one hundred taels of silver compare to a fortune of ten thousand? Besides, Zhuang Li has gained the favor of a nobleman and might even become an official in the future! Then the old Zhuang family will be able to change its social standing and rise above others!

Nobles and commoners are worlds apart! Without extraordinary abilities, who can bridge this gap? But Zhuang Li seems to possess that ability!

What a fool! Why did they even bother dividing the family property?! They didn’t get a single bit of this good fortune!

The more Grandma Zhuang thought about it, the more regretful she became. She thus quickly climbed off the kang (a heated brick bed) and ran outside, banging on the door of the west courtyard.

Old Zhuang clutched his chest and slowly collapsed onto the bedding, overwhelmed with regret and heartache.

Zhuang Lao Da rushed over to check on his father, completely at a loss. His already indecisive mind became even more confused.

Zhuang Tian’er ran to the kitchen, scooped up a basin of hot water, wrung out a towel, and slowly wiped her grandfather’s face, whispering, “Such great fortune, I wonder if big brother can handle it.”

“Bandits are rampant in Bazhou. A while ago, the imperial court’s 600,000 taels of disaster relief funds were all stolen by bandits, and their whereabouts are still unknown.”

“I heard that my elder brother has acquired a priceless treasure. What if some bandits, seeing the wealth, come to kill and rob him? Although the prince and the Governor are powerful, they are too far away to save him in time, right?”

Zhuang Tian’er paused for a moment, then earnestly advised, “Master, let’s keep our distance from eldest brother’s family. Fortune may bring misfortune, and it’s uncertain whether eldest brother can keep this fortune.”

With a heart full of pain, Old Man Zhuang scrambled to his feet and exclaimed, “Yes, yes, Tian’er is right! This is too much good fortune! Da Bao is too fragile; he can’t handle it! We should stay away from them; it’s too dangerous! They don’t even understand the principle of not flaunting wealth, and they call themselves scholars!”

After thinking for a moment, Old Man Zhuang said, “No, I have to tell my second son to be careful lately!”

Zhuang Lao Da tried to pull his father away, but couldn’t, and could only watch helplessly as he went outside.


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OFGDM Ch. 84.1

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The foreman who trafficked undocumented workers was escorted into a police car by the police working together, while the monsters remained perfectly fine.

The scene was so bizarrely surreal that the local Taoist priests in Xin’an were at a loss. A few Taoist priests from the capital, seeing how pitiful they were, offered some explanations. In essence, they explained that they had originally intended to catch the informants of the Xiusheng Sect but unexpectedly uncovered this criminal case.

The Xin’an Taoist priests: “Oh, oh, oh!”

So that’s how it is. Then these monsters really are victimized monsters.

After saying “oh,” his mind came to its senses, and he remained silent: “…”

Even after learning the truth, the story’s development still felt strange to them, whether it was the monsters who were tricked into working on the construction site by shady agents or the fellow cultivators who rescued them from the illegal construction site…

The Taoist priests from the capital, their faces etched with weariness, patted them on the shoulder and said, “Friends, we’re all the same. Apart from the Taicang Sect, no one would think this is normal.”

As both sides remained silent, the innocent little wild dog suddenly turned serious, abruptly turning its head to look at a van driving by the roadside. Before anyone could react, it let out a low growl and then sprinted towards the van.

As mentioned earlier, the speed of a runaway dog was absolutely astonishing, leaving humans speechless. The Taoist priests and the police were both stunned. The Taoist priests could vaguely hear the police exclaiming, “…Holy crap, there are masters among the common people! This speed is enough to compete in the Olympics!”

Taoist priests: “…”

Tuan Tuanyi showed a look of sudden realization: “That’s right, Master! Do you think it’s cheating for us to send Gou Dan’er to the Olympics?”

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi actually began to think about it seriously.

“What the hell are you guys thinking?!” The Taoist priests were speechless, but at the same time they were very nervous. The monsters’ temperaments were unpredictable. That wild dog suddenly ran out, and it looked like it was going to hurt someone!

Immediately afterward, Gou Dan actually caught up with the van. Seeing that things were not going well, the Taoist priests hurriedly took out their talismans and rushed to the scene. The police, who were also confused, also ran over to see what was going on. The Taoist priests anxiously surrounded the wild dog spirit that was fighting with the humans who got out of the van and were about to shout that the demon should not be so presumptuous!

But suddenly, shouts of alarm came from behind: “Arrest them!!”

Then, they swarmed forward, pulled out handcuffs, and cuffed the group of humans fighting the wild dog spirit.

The Taoist priests: “???”

A policeman stepped past them, helped the stray dog up, and excitedly praised him, “Thank you! This group might be the dog-stealing gang that has recently been operating in our Xin’an!”

The Taoist priests peered through the car window and discovered that the van was indeed filled with all sorts of dog-stealing tools, and two oblivious golden retrievers were lying in the trunk: “…”

The police officer pressed down on the group of dog thieves who were now wailing and howling like the foreman: “We’ve received dozens of reports from local residents, involving huge sums of money. Our city bureau has been keeping a close watch on them, but unfortunately, they’re quick and covert in their crimes, and we haven’t been able to catch them. Young man, how did you find out?”

Gou Dan went over to check on the two golden retrievers and, finding that they seemed to have just been anesthetized and passed out, smiled with relief: “I can smell them.”

It had encountered similar gangs when it was a stray and could tell what was in the car just by smelling it from afar.

The police officers exclaimed in amazement, “Really? That car was more than ten meters away from us, and you could still smell it? Your nose is amazing!”

Gou Dan: “Hehe.”

Taoist priests: “…”

How could a dog’s nose not be good?

The police officer joked, “Young man, with your talent, you’re probably even better than the smuggling dogs in our team.”

After saying that, he realized it wasn’t quite right. Who compares a person to a dog? That’s incredibly rude. Realizing his mistake, he wanted to apologize to the kind citizen.

But to everyone’s surprise, the kind-hearted citizen didn’t seem angry at all upon hearing this. Instead, he waved his hands in alarm, saying, “How could that be! How could that be! Those smuggling dogs are all of different breeds. How can I compare to them? You’re giving me too much credit!”

Police officers: “…???”

….

The police officers from the municipal bureau who specialized in religious matters and had previously registered the Taoist Association to combat cult activities were quite surprised to see them return so soon: “Master Nian, what brings you here?”

Is this progress in the crackdown on the Shrine of Life?

The Taoist priests all had a look on their faces: = =

A colleague who happened to be passing by quickly explained to him: “No, these Taoist priests acted bravely and helped us catch a construction site boss who was illegally employing undocumented workers, and they also caught a group of criminals who were stealing dogs in Xin’an. So we specially invited them back to give statements.”

The original police officer: “???”

When did the Xin’an Taoist Association start taking the route of recognizing acts of bravery and righteousness?

The Taoist priests of Xin’an were also at a loss and could only silently look at the Taoist friends from the capital. The members of the Beijing Taoist Association were even more speechless and could only silently look at the Taicang Sect.

However, the culprit, Taicang Sect, seemed completely uninvolved. Tuan Tuanyi even called out to everyone, “Masters, Taoist priests, let’s take a group photo! The Taoist associations of the two places are joining forces to crack down on illegal dog thieves. Posting it on Weibo would be such positive publicity! Maybe we can gain a lot of fans!”

Xin’an Dao Xie looked at him in a daze as he opened the beauty camera: “…Weibo promotion…attracting followers…So this is how Daoist friends in Beijing run their businesses, truly unique.”

Members of the Beijing Taoist Association: “………………”

We are not, we did not, we are also proper monks, we have been wronged.

Most of the rescued stolen dogs had collars and tags on them. The police station then called out the phone numbers on the tags to each owner to come and claim their pets. Soon, a large number of pet owners arrived, each one holding their beloved pets and shedding tears of joy.

The stray dog spirit stood to the side, watching its kind being embraced and petted by their owners without any disgust, its eyes glistening with envy: “I miss my owner so much too. I secretly went to see them later, and they got a corgi. They treat that corgi so well.”

Although it had been abandoned, it still missed its warm home, but unfortunately, there was no longer a corner for it in that home.

The stray dog spirit sadly wiped its eyes and said sullenly, “If only I had a breed, then maybe I wouldn’t have been thrown away.”

“How is this your fault! What’s wrong with a country dog?” Tuan Tuanyi grabbed it and said, “Gou Dan! Trust me, as long as you enter the Taicang Sect, even a country dog will have its day!”

….

The Xin’an Demons, led by Gou Dan, had a new boss. Under the new boss’s orders, they naturally won’t inform the Xiusheng Sect. Not only that, they also provide the Daoist Association with an unexpected piece of information—

The leader of the Xiusheng Cult has been staying in a secluded house on the mountain for the past few days, and he often invited his followers to visit the Taoist temple that was open to the public. Many birds and beasts in the mountain had encountered him.

Now the suspect’s activity area was easily locked down. The Taoist priests in the Taoist Association had originally planned to go to great lengths to work with the police to search the cult leader’s properties one by one.

All of this stemmed from the discovery of a rat spirit spying at a hot spring hotel. Tuan Tuanyi couldn’t help but exclaim to the Taoist priests traveling with him, “Master Quan may be old, but he’s still vigorous. This act of selling his body was worth it!”

Master Quan: “…”

Seeing his expression, a Taoist priest awkwardly changed the subject: “How come so many monsters have appeared in such a small place as Xin’an? Wild animals are one thing, but how come even oxen, crabs, and stray dog spirits have appeared?”

Tuan Tuanyi was quite unhappy to hear this: “What’s wrong with stray dogs? We’re all modern people now. Daoist, don’t you like eating hairy crabs? Why are you being so discriminatory?”

Taoist priests: “…”

The crowd had no choice but to explain to him that all sorts of demons and monsters had been recorded in novels throughout history, giving people the illusion that it was very common for animals to become spirits. However, as people in the industry, they knew that becoming a spirit was not such an easy thing.

Putting aside other things, the ancestral writings left by Taoist temples with their own lineages had not mentioned anything related to demons for at least a hundred years.

However, some people said: “But there have been a lot more reports of demons causing trouble in recent years. A ritual I performed a few months ago was related to this.”

After discussing it for a while, the group couldn’t come to a conclusion. When they asked the little monsters, they were even more clueless, only saying that they had also gained sentience in a muddled way.

And so, without really knowing what was going on, they were tricked into working illegally.


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MDKP Ch. 102

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Just back at the villa, Bai Ju and Xiao Yao hadn’t even stopped at the door when a small plate flew towards them— it was the Four Symbols Evil-Suppressing Plate, Chu Jiu.

Bai Ju put Xiao Yao down from his back, raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise, and poked Chu Jiu’s cheek: “What’s wrong? Why the rush?”

Chu Jiu waved his chubby little arms, gesturing anxiously to Bai Ju, circling them twice, finally tugging at Bai Ju’s clothes and gazing at him expectantly.

Bai Ju couldn’t help but chuckle, now understanding Chu Jiu’s intention. So he reached out and ruffled Chu Jiu’s hair, coaxing, “Wait a bit, I’ll give it to you then.”

“What?” Xiao Yao closed the door behind Bai Ju, turned around, and saw Chu Jiu’s expectant look. He smiled and asked, “Brother Bai, what good stuff are you carrying?”

Bai Ju nodded, put one arm around Xiao Yao, and hooked his other arm around Chu Jiu as they walked inside. “Yes, it’s about the fruit tree I wanted to tell you about before.”

“Xuanwu planted a fruit tree at the bottom of the sea, a kind I’ve never seen before,” Bai Ju said, flicking his finger, and a red fruit the size of a quail egg appeared in his hand. “I don’t know its origin, but since it’s Xuanwu’s, it should be quite useful for the Four Symbols Suppressing Evil Plate.”

Chu Jiu hurriedly took the fruit from Bai Ju’s hand, dancing with joy. Bai Ju’s eyes crinkled, thinking that he was glad he hadn’t misjudged the little guy’s intentions.

“There are still many fruits. If you feel it’s not enough after you’ve used them all, you can ask me for more.” Bai Ju gave Chu Jiu a few instructions, letting him fly away to absorb the fruit, and then turned to Xiao Yao, saying, “Ling Zhuo said that this fruit tree is no longer needed, but let’s keep some fruit and not pick them all.”

Xiao Yao nodded in agreement, raised his hands, and stretched. “Let’s go, Brother Bai, we should wash up and go to bed.”

“Okay.” Bai Ju glanced out the window. It was already 2:30 in the morning, and the sky was still dark, but it would gradually get brighter in two hours.

Although Xiao Yao didn’t sleep much on weekdays, his schedule was still quite regular. Although he was on vacation these past few days, his lifestyle was completely different from usual. Even though Xiao Yao was a cultivator, in this era, cultivators would still be affected to some extent.

Thinking this, Bai Ju reached out and ruffled Xiao Yao’s hair, then put his arm around him and walked upstairs, casually tossing a little rascal aside before going to the bathroom to run the water.

Xiao Yao didn’t actually feel that tired but being cared for so tenderly by Bai Ju made him feel warm inside.

He looked up and kissed Bai Ju’s chin, took off his glasses, and his eyes softened a little. “Brother Bai, you should lie down first.”

Saying this, Xiao Yao handed the glasses to Bai Ju, patted Old Dog Bai’s lower back, and then scurried upstairs.

Bai Ju shook his head with a smile, finding it quite amusing to see his little boyfriend so “excited.”

As Xiao Yao lay beside Bai Ju, enveloped in a light mist of moisture, Old Dog Bai, with a thought, transformed into a slightly larger Samoyed. With a swipe of its front paws, it scooped Xiao Yao into its fluffy embrace.

Caught off guard, Xiao Yao’s face was covered in soft white fur, and he chuckled, “Brother Bai, why the sudden change?”

Bai Ju lowered its head, its soft tongue licking Xiao Yao’s forehead, “I remember you like it.”

As a fur lover, Xiao Yao genuinely enjoyed being surrounded by fluffy things; it made him feel very relaxed. While he liked and felt safe with Bai Ju’s slender, supple body in human form, a man’s pride prevented him from indulging in Bai Ju’s embrace, even though Xiao Yao was quite adept at judging body size.

But this fluffy old white dog…

Xiao Yao lowered his head, burying his face in Bai Ju’s chest fur and rubbing it back and forth; he paused, then couldn’t resist rubbing it several more times, taking deep breaths.

Fluff is the world’s treasure!

Bai Ju chuckled softly, resting his chin on Xiao Yao’s head, his tail peeking out from under the covers, swaying relaxedly, before closing his eyes and dozing off.

Xiao Yao, still holding Bai Ju, remembered something and pulled it over… After sending a few messages and arranging for the vampire doctor’s arrival on the island, he tossed his phone back to charge and nestled comfortably in Bai Ju’s soft fur to rest.

The night passed uneventfully.

After a short four-hour rest, the two awoke at a little past six in the morning… the time when the first flight of the day landed on Turtle Valley Island.

The sound of air currents cutting across the sea, reaching the ground below and passing through the walls, left only a slight vibration echoing in their ears.

Seeing Xiao Yao wake up with a furrowed brow, Bai Ju nuzzled his head. A flash of white light swept across his body, transforming the downy fur clinging to Xiao Yao’s cheek into smooth skin.

The old white dog wrapped his long arms around his boyfriend, kissed his cheek, and then wiped away the sleepy tears from the corner of Xiao Yao’s eyes with his fingers: “Awake?”

Xiao Yao smiled happily and replied, “What time is it?”

Bai Ju ran his fingers through Xiao Yao’s hair: “A little past six, still early.”

“Let’s get up.” Xiao Yao couldn’t resist poking the bouncy muscles in front of him with his finger and leaving a loud kiss before getting up and stretching his arms. “I’ll go ask how things are going with that vampire doctor. If all goes well, he should be able to get to the island by noon today.”

Bai Ju clicked his tongue in amazement: “That’s efficient.”

The pace of modern life was truly fast. This incident happened so suddenly. While Xiao Yao and Qu Lang, the main force, had some free time on the island, those on the mainland who were cooperating with them were incredibly busy, often working through the night for days on end.

Xiao Yao rolled over, then simply lying on top of Bai Ju, grabbed his phone, and quickly found the information he wanted. His expression immediately relaxed a little.

“Not bad?” Bai Ju raised an eyebrow.

“It’s quite a coincidence, I suppose.” Xiao Yao smiled, reading the message as he spoke, “That vampire is currently using the alias Serati Byrne. When he came to China for an exchange, he showed great interest in our witch doctors.” Originally, witchcraft was something between science and metaphysics, a form of spiritual practice, and Serati Byrne seemed quite interested in it.

Bai Ju understood: “So, he’s willing to help us, probably hoping to get something in return.”

“Hmm.” Xiao Yao nodded, resting his chin on Bai Ju’s neck. “The Secret Service is well-informed; they knew his intentions and went to him with a witchcraft journal. After a few words, he agreed.” The Secret Service sent someone at 3 AM, which happened to be the afternoon tea time when nocturnal vampires were in a good mood, coincidentally increasing Serati Byrne’s goodwill towards the Chinese Secret Service.

Bai Ju helped Xiao Yao sit up, asking curiously, “Are there any witchcraft masters still alive in China?”

Xiao Yao nodded, then shook his head, saying, “Yes, there are, but the standards for master witch doctors have dropped far below what they used to be. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and spiritual herbs are scarce. The medicinal methods available to witch doctors have become purely theoretical. Even if they have immense skill, they can only utilize a small portion of it… In terms of actual ability, those few master witch doctors are basically just reliable old Chinese medicine practitioners. Forget about combat; when encountering evil spirits, they can barely protect themselves.”

Bai Ju thought for a moment, then lowered his head and licked Xiao Yao’s cheek: “It’s alright, things will change.”

The people with the Emperor’s Mandate had already appeared; he had to find a way to nurture Xiao Yao’s destiny. Once the Emperor’s Mandate awakened, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would naturally flourish, and the talented individuals of this era won’t all be hidden gems.

Xiao Yao tilted his head, ruffled Bai Ju’s fluffy head, and didn’t pay much attention to his words, only saying, “Hmm, I appreciate your good wishes.”

Bai Ju’s good wishes were practically prophecies.

Without dwelling on the topic, Bai Ju escorted Xiao Yao to the bathroom to wash up, while he himself considered the power he could currently utilize, feeling considerable pressure.

There was no other way; every great emperor in ancient times was accompanied by majestic divine beasts of heaven and earth, though their stances might not align, their fortunes were never lacking. A great emperor was like the highest peak surrounded by mountains; their independent existence thus inevitably led to an unstable foundation. They always needed matching soldiers, generals, or even lifelong partners to support them, using their own imperial aura to create a magnificent imperial lineage.

Many great emperors in ancient times experienced a golden age, with numerous individuals destined for imperial power, and divine beasts and powerful demons appearing throughout China, creating the flourishing state of Daoist arts. Unlike his Yao Yao, a lone individual destined for imperial power, born in this era of declining Daoist arts, with only him, an old stray dog, to barely connect him to the upper realm.

His life was relatively long; he always had to fight for someone to avoid regrets.

This time, let’s see how far the Xuanming Plaque can help him break through. Bai Ju and Xiao Yao’s duties were somewhat different that day, so they separated shortly after leaving home.

Xiao Yao, following the original plan, continued his deployment with Qu Lang and the others within Turtle Island, taking advantage of the remaining resources to complete all control and preventative measures. If there was still time after the internal deployment was finished, they would extend their defenses to the surrounding seas and airspace outside the island.

Bai Ju, on the other hand, focused on the Xuanming Plaque.

Last night, he had driven the Xuanming Plaque into the mountain, and as time slowly passed, the plaque had silently replaced some of the power within the seal. When Bai Ju arrived at the mountain, he could still see those bulging black lines through the seal, still looking somewhat sinister, but the things that irritated his eyes had been significantly weakened.

After greeting Qing Lan, who was guarding the peak, Bai Ju flashed into a streak of light, disappearing into the mountain like the Xuanming Plaque had yesterday.

The mountains we usually talk about are naturally different from the mountains in the eyes of cultivators and demons.

To humans, mountains were tangible objects, but to cultivators and demons, they were divided into yin and yang, and illusory and real. In ancient times, there were sacred mountains that suppressed great prisons, so the illusory realm of the mountain was the prison. However, mountain ranges like Turtle Valley Island, which are not considered sacred mountains, have not given birth to any mountain spirits, and have some origins, do not have the divine power of a great prison in their illusory realms, but they can still manifest a space. The illusory realm of a small mountain often looks like a small cave, a dark space the size of a room. Turtle Valley Island had some origins, and the illusory realm of its mountain thus manifested as a mountain god temple of medium size. The surroundings were hazy and misty, and there was no plaque on the temple gate. It was just an empty shell, and no spirit had yet been born to guard this small temple.

The Xuanming plaque hung in the empty space where the deity statues stood in the temple. Countless wisps of black energy intertwined, forming a net. Some heavy, dark threads were being pulled from the plaque, while others, filled with malevolent energy, struggled and tumbled, forcibly pulled from the outside space. As they approached the temple, they were gradually suppressed and bound, eventually being incorporated into the plaque.

Bai Ju’s figure suddenly appeared in the temple, causing the space around the illusory realm to slightly distort. Instantly, countless malevolent threads that had been forcibly pulled began to struggle, like mad beasts that had smelled blood, twisting their bodies as if about to pounce.

“…” Bai Ju stood below the plaque, looking up at the struggling threads in mid-air, his lips slightly pursed.

Some things, no matter how many years have passed, are still nauseating.


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OHTHSV Ch. 101.1: Peace Talks

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The answer to Luo Mi was yet another shadow.

When they emerged from another spot, Luo Mi persisted in persuading him: “He’s no longer the Holy Son, his wings have turned black. Why are you so wary of him? Have some faith in yourself, Lord.”

The Blackwing Lord glared at him again with his blood-red eyes and said coldly, “I don’t believe a single word you say.”

He reached out his hand, and the surrounding stones and trees were instantly enveloped in magic, melting like paint.

Luo Mi sighed: “I told you I am the real Lian, why won’t you believe me? You can bring out any methods you have to verify it.”

The Blackwing Lord scoffed: “The divinity that once resided in him has now found its way into you. Do you think I’d believe it?”

Luo Mi thought for a while before remembering that when the Blackwing Lord told him that ordinary demons couldn’t withstand sleeping with Anos, he mentioned that Anos possessed divine grace within him.

Later, Luo Mi suspected that these words might be a deliberate attempt to trick him, but now that he thought about it, Anos’s angelic halo might be the so-called “gift from God”… In this sense, Luo Mi really wasn’t sure how much the god had manipulated him.

He had a growing suspicion that the system was God!

That’s precisely why Luo Mi didn’t want the two Anos to waste their energy on meaningless infighting: “If that’s the case, shouldn’t you join forces with him to deal with me now?”

The Blackwing Lord glanced at him and said coldly, “You really want the two of us to deal with you together?”

“Doesn’t this sound a little off…” Luo Mi thought to himself, then sighed and said, “I just hope we can at least sit down and have a proper talk, just once, okay?”

“This kind of gorilla with only physical strength won’t be of any help.” The Blackwing Lord suddenly smiled. “After I beat him half to death, I don’t mind having a chat with him.”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a shadow and blended into the surrounding “paint”.

The paint rippled and solidified again into natural landscapes such as stones and trees, leaving Luo Mi standing alone in the same spot.

After becoming an angel, Luo Mi gained a certain understanding of the divine arts and magic of this world. She could tell that this was a trap set for Anos— the matter here had been modified by the Blackwing Lord with magic, and the damage here did not affect the body, but the soul.

To be able to set up such a magical trap in such a short time, Luo Mi thought to himself that it would probably take him several days even with the help of the Scepter of Glory.

But will this work on the Holy Son Anos?

Luo Mi raised his head as if sensing something and saw the fallen angel descending from the sky once again.

Anos, with his blue eyes, spread his wings and slowly descended, holding a branch that he had casually broken off from somewhere.

He gave Luo Mi a relieved smile, then threw the branch in his hand at a dark tree next to him.

The fragile branch, like a steel rod, pierced the black tree, then exploded under the immense force, blasting the tree in two!

The fragments twitched in the air, like specks of paint falling to the ground.

Anos smiled and landed on the ground without hesitation.

The earth melted instantly, like a Venus flytrap that had caught its prey, swallowing the fallen angel whole.

Luo Mi’s eyes widened instantly.

The entire area trembled, as if a volcano beneath the trees was gathering strength, waiting to erupt. This force startled the nearby animals— if monsters could be considered animals. Many strange-looking birds, bats, and insects fled in panic from the dark forest.

A moment later, the paint-like ground cracked open, “spitting out” two figures.

Anos had many scars on his cheeks and arms, the most serious being his right hand, which seemed to be broken and hung limply at his side. His clothes were also somewhat tattered. He spread his wings to maintain his balance.

The Blackwing Lord crept up to Luo Mi like a shadow, his fingernails lengthening as he aimed at Luo Mi’s throat. He was about to say something when he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He coughed twice before staring at his other self: “If you don’t want your beloved succubus to die, you’d better not get close.”

After regaining his balance, Anos landed on the ground. His azure eyes remained as calm as ever as he said indifferently, “Since we are one, I believe you won’t really hurt Lian.”

That being said, he did indeed stand still and did not move closer.

Luo Mi looked at it and inexplicably felt like he was the one caught in the middle of a love triangle.

He sighed again: “You two are both seriously injured, and I think it’s really necessary for us to sit down and have a proper talk.”

The Blackwing Lord sneered, “Don’t even think about it.”

Anos glanced at him and said to Luo Mi indifferently, “People who threaten your safety are not worth talking to.”

“Then there’s nothing we can do…” Luo Mi sighed softly. A ball of flame appeared, igniting the black rope binding him and instantly burning the non-fireproof rope to ashes.

The Blackwing Lord instinctively sharpened his nails but ultimately did nothing.

In that brief moment of hesitation, a pure white holy light array bloomed beneath Luo Mi’s feet, enveloping both Anos.

Both Anos felt a sudden weakness, as if their power and magic had been temporarily sealed away.

If they were at their peak, or even just uninjured, they could easily break free from this level of power constraint. However, they had already fought to the point of exhaustion, and since the one who cast the spell was Luo Mi, they only instinctively tried to resist before being quickly suppressed by the magic array.

Luo Mi let out a breath— this was the principle he had deciphered from the black rope during his time being held hostage, and he had tried to reproduce it using divine power, with surprisingly good results.

“Now we should be able to have a proper talk…”

After finishing the first half of her sentence, Luo Mi looked at the pale-faced, swaying demon Anos beside her, and then at the holy son Anos, who was covered in blood and whose arm hung limply at his side, and sighed deeply.

“Of course, I’ll treat you first before that.”


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RNMG Ch. 102.2 (Vol. 2)

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She was taken to a hotel room by the crew of “The Fang of Time” to rest.

Si Huang first turned on her computer, arranged the things that needed to be done at the company during this period, and then posted a Weibo update to inform her fans that she had gone abroad again. Within seconds of posting, she saw her fans wailing and crying in the comments section, rolling around and acting cute, saying that she was naughty. She really did laugh mischievously and unkindly then.

The usually quiet Five Treasure in her pocket became lively as soon as he entered the room, grabbing his tablet and running to the bed to have fun.

Si Huang ignored him, letting him run around as he pleased, and turned on her phone, only to receive a series of message notifications.

After quickly replying to the messages, Si Huang lay down on the bed, picked up her phone, and looked at Qin Fan’s message: “I understand.”

The three-word message was colder than anyone else’s, making Si Huang a little depressed, and her initial intention to call him back cooled down.

She silenced her phone and tossed it aside, casually picking up Five Treasure from the bed in her hand, “Sleep.”

“Squeak!?” Five Treasure opened his bright black bean eyes wide, looking shy, [Your Majesty, why are you suddenly so…]

Si Huang glanced at his short, stocky body and twitched her lips.

Five Treasure was heavily shocked, […What does that look mean? It’s definitely not what I think!]

“Shut up.” Si Huang pinched her now even fatter, round body.

The butterfly-shaped Five Treasure wanted to argue a bit more but suddenly heard the game over notification sound from the tablet. It was as if struck by lightning and abruptly turned to look at the tablet on the bed. [“Oops, cut, fruit, broken! Record!”]

The sharp sound made Si Huang’s head throb. She then grabbed Five Treasure and smiled, “If you say another word, I’ll cut you up.”

Five Treasure still had an unyielding, stubborn look.

Si Huang smiled gently and spread its short legs.

“Squeak—!” Five Treasure stared at Si Huang in disbelief, then quickly closed its eyes. [“Your Majesty, I am ready to serve you in bed. Come on! I’m not afraid!”]

Si Huang chuckled, amused, and patted its head.

While Si Huang slept soundly, the time difference meant it was already the next day in Country Z. Countless fans of the drama “Red Moon” were already waiting in front of their computers, counting down the seconds, finally waiting for the final episode of “Red Moon” to arrive.

The final episode opened with the beautiful and gentle rhythm of “Red Moon,” but instead of the usual opening visuals, the story picks up immediately from the previous episode.

The girl, asleep against the back of the fox spirit Yue, still wore that sweet smile, seemingly dreaming of something wonderful.

Yue, supporting her waist to prevent her from falling, gazed at the night view. His magnificent red eyes were even more dazzling and enigmatic than the brightly lit city below, yet unfathomable.

What is he thinking?

Shouldn’t he be happy right now?

What could be happier than the person you love also loving you, and your mutual affection finally leading to marriage?

The moon tonight was as exceptionally bright as when they met last year. Its pure light illuminated Yue’s profile, revealing flawless, delicate skin. His thick, dark eyelashes and vibrant red eyes captivated viewers, leaving them mesmerized and spellbound. No matter how many times they watched, they couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty.

“Ding ding ding— dong dong—” The background music for “Red Moon” reached its climax, the flowing piano notes blending with the drums, creating a sense of impending doom.

A touch of crimson appeared in the bright moonlight, like cinnabar dripping into clear water, spreading rapidly and slowly staining the white expanse crimson.

The Red Moon!

After a year, the Red Moon reappeared.

The audience’s hearts clenched, a growing sense of unease rising within them.

In the drama, the fox demon Yue, sitting in the tree, seemed to sense the change in the hollow moon. He thus looked up at the bright moon, his face illuminated even more vividly by the eerie red moonlight, his red eyes echoing the crimson moon, seemingly capable of dripping blood.

He suddenly scooped up the girl in his arms, his movements swift yet effortless, without waking her.

He then ran at breakneck speed, the passing trees rustling as if ghostly whispers urged him on.

Viewers could see this aloof and ruthless demon, his body radiating a red mist as if on fire, his jade-like face gradually developing fiery cracks— marks reminiscent of the red markings that had once appeared on his body. It brought to mind his desperate escape from Ding Hong, collapsing pathetically in the sewage of the road. Even then, his pride remained unbroken.

What happened? Why has Yue transformed into a demon again? It seems more severe than before!

His face was burning, a deep, iron-red color from the inside out, painful to behold.

Yue ran so fast that even passing by someone felt like a mere breeze.

He finally reached their house and placed the girl on the soft bed.

By this time, Yue was completely transformed into a demon, with fox ears, sharp, vertical pupils, and beast-like, razor-sharp fingers— everything about him was eerily beautiful yet dangerously alluring, making him unapproachable.

He sat beside Ding Hong’s bed, silently watching the girl with eyes filled with bestiality and bloodlust, like a demon ready to devour its prey.

He sat there for a full ten seconds, and the viewers in front of their computers sat with him, dumbfounded, watching the burns on his cheeks not stop, but rather showing signs of worsening.

Suddenly, Yue, who had been motionless, struck, his sharp fingers about to pierce Ding Hong’s heart.

“Ah—!” Many screamed at the sight.

Staring wide-eyed at the scene, the scarlet, sharp finger stopped a centimeter from the girl’s heart.

“Ugh!” Ding Hong on the bed suddenly murmured in pain, her delicate brows furrowing deeply.

She must have been in excruciating pain; her beautiful face was contorted, and then she abruptly opened her eyes, tears welling up with anguish.

“Yue! Yue! Yue—!”

“Hmm.” The man beside the bed responded faintly.

Only then did everyone realize that his voice was hoarse, and in an instant, they understood that the man was not as calm as he appeared. They suddenly remembered that even though the man usually seemed indifferent, he was always there when the girl needed him and called his name.

Ding Hong looked at him with eyes full of longing. She seemed to be in extreme pain, uncontrollably reaching out to clutch her heart, only to grasp the man’s hand placed above it.

Yue’s hand recoiled slightly, not wanting his sharp fingertips to hurt her, but Ding Hong gripped it even tighter.

“It hurts so much, my heart aches so much!” Her voice was already choked with sobs, yet she struggled to hold back her tears, clutching Yue’s hand but unable to resist pressing it against her chest, as if the man’s comfort would bring relief.

Yue, however, held fast to that one centimeter, refusing to budge no matter how hard she tried.

Under Ding Hong’s bewildered gaze, the man gently moved his cold lips, his hoarse voice like iron filings stuck in his throat, each word seeming to cut and bleed, “How much does it hurt?”

“I feel… like I’m going to die, like I’m going to break down…” Ding Hong’s lips were almost bleeding from being bitten.

“What does that feel like?”

“Waaah—!”

Finally, unable to control her sobs any longer, her body convulsing in pain, Yue’s hand finally fell.

The touch of her palm against her heart was like flipping a switch.

Ding Hong’s sobs abruptly stopped, her expression blank, staring at the eerie man before her.

“Drip—”


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IPVH Ch. 23.1: Arc 2.2

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You Xu truly realized that you can’t have your cake and eat it too. In this world, she had an absolute advantage in beauty, a perfect older brother, and a mission partner to pet, but her body was terrible.

A little wind would give her a headache, a sip of cold water felt like poisoning, and a cough felt like her lungs were going to burst. She was weak every day and could only stay in one place, sickly and motionless most of the time.

You Xu said sadly, “78, I don’t want to die before I finish my mission.”

78 replied, “Then you should take good care of yourself.”

But she had been taking medicine all day long, so this wasn’t taking care of herself; it was clearly just getting sick.

As the master of the valley, You Jingyan had many responsibilities, but he still spent a lot of time with You Xu every day. Cui Zhi was also always by You Xu’s side, keeping an eye on her. Shen Jue could only stay in the containment bracelet most of the time, and he could only come out at night when You Xu sent everyone away.

You Xu looked at Shen Jue, who was diagonally opposite her, half a room away, and felt incredibly envious. Shen Jue wouldn’t let her pet him and even kept his distance.

Twice, late at night, she secretly slipped out of bed and walked towards him. Just as she was about to reach out, he opened his fox-like eyes and looked at her coldly. You Xu sighed. Was her petting technique really that bad? No, she had complete confidence in her skills. It must have been that the two times she managed to pet him last time were too short; so the big fox hadn’t had time to experience the pleasure.

Heart-eating foxes were naturally inclined to eat human hearts, especially when they were recovering from injuries, as they needed heart flesh to enhance their demonic power. You Xu still cared for Shen Jue. If she couldn’t get human hearts, couldn’t she get him something else?

So You Xu secretly got him a bowl of…

Shen Jue glanced at it and said in an unfriendly tone, “What is this?”

You Xu placed the bowl in front of him, suddenly feeling like she was feeding a dog. “Spicy chicken hearts, they’re delicious.” Her mouth was still full of the bitter taste of medicine, but the long-lost spicy aroma made her saliva flow.

Shen Jue’s lips twitched: “I won’t eat it.”

“Okay then,” You Xu was easy to talk to, picking up the bowl of chicken hearts herself, “I’ll just eat one, just one.”

Just as the little heart, covered in chili seeds and chili oil, was about to reach her lips, there was a “bang,” and her room door was slammed open. Cui Zhi then rushed forward, snatched the thing from her hand, and cried out in anguish, “Miss!!!!!”

“How could you eat this kind of thing?” Cui Zhi picked up the big bowl and rushed out, “Valley Master, I need to report to the Valley Master!”

You Xu: “Wait…” She looked in the direction Cui Zhi disappeared and had no choice but to swallow her words.

She looked at the trembling door. Good, Cui Zhi, the bodyguard, now had both strength and speed.

Shen Jue was very alert; he had already hidden back in his bracelet before Cui Zhi could knock.

You Jingyan was even faster, arriving in no time. He hurriedly said, “Come, let your brother take your pulse.”

You Xu: “Brother, I haven’t…”

But without a word, You Jingyan examined her thoroughly. Seeing that there was nothing seriously wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to her in a coaxing tone: “Why does A Xu want to eat spicy food? The spiciness clashes with the medicinal properties; you can’t eat it.”

The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Thinking this, You Xu lowered her eyes, saying pitifully, “Okay, I understand.”

You Jingyan felt a pang of heartache. She really couldn’t eat it, but what could he do? His sister wanted to eat it! No problem, a solution can be found. “A Xu, be good, brother will make you a spicy medicinal soup.”

You Xu was surprised: “You can do that?”

You Jingyan smiled, his expression clearly saying, “Sister’s brother is omnipotent.”

But the thought of the bitter medicine made You Xu’s expression stiffen. “It’s better not to.”

The usually unnoticed steward weakly reminded her, “Valley Master, the Famous Artifacts Tournament is about to begin. If you don’t go now, it’ll be too late.”

You Jingyan’s heart was only with his sister. He rarely spent time with her, so why bother going to see famous artifacts? He waved his sleeve and said, “Send someone to report that I’m not going.”

The steward thought: I knew it.

“No, brother should go.” Her brother was watching over her in Medicine Spirit Valley every day. Then how could she send Shen Jue away? You Jingyan’s side job was being a demon slayer, and it was too dangerous for Shen Jue to stay in the demon slayer’s territory.

You Jingyan raised an eyebrow: “Why?”

“I’m tired of the flowers in the courtyard,” You Xu said with a smile. “Brother, if you see any flowers outside, pick the most beautiful one for me.”

Since his sister had said so, You Jingyan stood up, lifted his robe, patted her head, and said gently, “Alright, brother will pick the most beautiful flower for you.”

The steward thought: Oh no, it seems we can’t go to the Famous Artifacts Competition after all. The Valley Master will most likely be going to the garden.

After You Jingyan and the steward left, You Xu beckoned to Cui Zhi: “Cui Zhi, come here.”

Then she grasped Cui Zhi’s hand and put on a professional smile: “Cui Zhi, how have I treated you these past few years?”

Cui Zhi: “Miss has been incredibly kind to me.”

“Alright,” You Xu said, “Do me a small favor.”

….

As You Xu’s only personal maid, Cui Zhi held a high position in Medicine Spirit Valley and could freely move around the valley. However, her belongings would be checked when she entered or left.

The demon hunter guarding the gate asked, “Why are you carrying Miss’s bracelet?” Items belonging to You Xu would have her name engraved on them.

Cui Zhi, without changing her expression, said, “Miss told me to take the bracelet out and collect some folk trinkets to amuse myself.”

The demon slayer believed her without a doubt and quickly let Cui Zhi pass.

Cui Zhi carried the bracelet and hurried on her way. After some time, she left the territory of Medicine Spirit Valley. She opened the seal on the bracelet. “Miss, come out.”

You Xu emerged from the bracelet, took it, and thanked her, “Thank you for your trouble. Please wait here for a moment. I will go up and pray for my brother’s safety and well-being.”

You Jingyan had ordered that You Xu not be allowed to leave Medicine Spirit Valley, but Cui Zhi saw that her mistress wanted to give the Valley Master a surprise and was doing everything she could for him. Besides, the Valley Master wouldn’t be back for a while, so Cui Zhi’s heart softened and she agreed to bring You Xu to Ming Temple.

Ming Temple used to be very prosperous, but later it gradually declined, leaving only an old monk guarding the empty temple.

Watching her young mistress’s slender and delicate figure ascend the steps, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, Cui Zhi hesitated, then said, “Miss, let me use the bracelet to help you up the mountain.”

You Xu turned back and reassured her with her eyes, “Don’t worry, the mountain isn’t high. Walking yourself shows sincerity. Besides, I need to say something to the Bodhisattva. You can wait here peacefully.”

Cui Zhi couldn’t disobey her mistress’s wishes, so she could only instruct, “Then be careful, Miss. Call me if anything happens.”

You Xu hadn’t walked more than a few steps when her legs began to sway. She wondered if her body could still manage; she had already chosen the shortest mountain.

Finally out of Cui Zhi’s sight, You Xu released Shen Jue, “Let’s go.”

The large fox emerged from the containment bracelet.

“Let’s go.” Shen Jue walked into the woods without looking back. After a few steps, he couldn’t help but turn back and saw You Xu still squatting there, clutching the bracelet, blinking at him.

The wind rustled the leaves, and sunlight fell on her beautiful face.

She was wrapped in a cloak, half her face hidden in the white fur of the collar, revealing only a pair of large, bright eyes.

He stopped in his tracks.

“Big fox.”

You Xu’s eyes crinkled into a smile. “Are you reluctant to part with me? If you are, come and let me pet your fur.”

Shen Jue turned his head, gave a soft hum, and jumped into the woods.

The white figure completely disappeared from sight. You Xu sighed softly, propped herself up on her knees, and continued walking up the mountain.

The mountain wasn’t high, but the wind was rather strong today. So You Xu pulled her cloak tighter and arrived at the temple on the mountain.

The temple’s outer walls were somewhat mottled, with faded colors in some places, giving it a somewhat dilapidated look. The interior, however, was very clean. An old monk, without a trace of sorrow or joy, nodded to You Xu and continued sweeping.

You Xu lit incense, prayed for peace and blessings, and then descended the mountain. She was pleased to learn that her trust level had reached 15 and didn’t notice the fox who accompanied her to the top of the mountain and then walked down with her at a distance.

Seeing her meet her maid, Shen Jue tiptoed into the woods. The sound of the wind rustling through the leaves masked other noises, and the dark green foliage concealed a patch of snow-white skin.

The mistress and servant hurried back, and seeing that You Jingyan hadn’t returned yet, they both breathed a sigh of relief.


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ZKOR Ch. 70

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Fu Ke looked at Lan Zhi: “You’ve seen it too, it’ll be difficult for them to accept you, so… do you want to come with me?”

Hearing Fu Ke’s words, Lan Sheng tensed up immediately. He widened his eyes and said, “This…this isn’t good, is it?”

However, Fu Ke ignored Lan Sheng, only looking intently at Lan Zhi, waiting for his answer.

Song Jing and the others had already realized that Fu Ke was deliberately trying to scare them and wouldn’t actually harm them. Hearing Fu Ke’s words, they subconsciously looked at Lan Zhi.

However, none of them spoke.

After all, even if Lan Zhi had regained consciousness and had his human memories, they couldn’t feel at ease keeping him by their side, much less treat him as the person he used to be.

Lan Zhi’s bloodshot eyes looked over, taking in the expressions of Song Jing, Song Fei, and Liu Qi, before finally settling on Lan Sheng.

He seemed to want to laugh, but the laugh that came out was exceptionally eerie, revealing a ferocious expression, not at all pleasant.

Lan Zhi controlled himself, stopping his howling, his throat emitting a hoarse sound.

Lan Sheng didn’t hear him yell, nor did he know if Lan Zhi had said anything. So he could only look at Fu Ke.

Fu Ke nodded and said to Lan Sheng, “There are still superhumans and ordinary people in the lab over there. You can take them to the nearby base together.”

“After you’ve taken them there, you can come find me at the D City base. I’ll take Lan Zhi to the D City base; we’ll be at the Exclusive Restaurant near the base entrance.” Fu Ke looked at the bound people: “I’ll only take Lan Zhi and the researchers; the rest are yours.”

Lan Sheng looked at Lan Zhi.

Lan Zhi silently stood beside Fu Ke, clearly telling Lan Sheng that Fu Ke was indeed telling him what he meant.

Lan Sheng looked at his brother from before and immediately showed a smile that was more like a grimace: “Okay, I’ll come find you at the D City base later.”

Fu Ke stood up and said to Lan Zhi, “Let’s go.”

Ya Ya finished drinking the soup from her instant noodles, looked at the stainless steel bowl, held the bowl in one hand, and held Fu Ke’s hand in the other.

….

The skinny guy couldn’t remember where Brother Long and Xiao Bai had met, but he remembered it wasn’t far from D City. However, after walking around the cities near D City for a long time, he still couldn’t find Xiao Bai.

After cleaning the house, the skinny guy caught a zombie for Qiu Yi to practice on.

During this period, whenever there was a place to rest, the skinny guy would catch zombies for Qiu Yi to practice on, and the results were indeed quite satisfactory.

Qiu Yi had a third-level spatial ability and a second-level wood-type ability.

Previously, he had only used first-level zombies for practice, but this time the skinny guy had caught a second-level zombie and even trimmed its sharp claws clean.

This meant that as long as Qiu Yi wasn’t bitten, he wouldn’t be infected.

The second-level zombie was much faster than the first-level zombie; the small-armed Qiu Yi couldn’t outrun it at all. He was panting heavily, and although he managed to control the vines to bind the zombie, it quickly broke free.

“Aaaaaah— Master, help me!!” Qiu Yi dodged left and right, but when he turned around, he saw the skinny guy eating a sausage, and his eyes immediately turned red with anxiety.

Aside from Xiao Bai, the skinny guy hadn’t shown any mercy to anyone since the apocalypse.

Even with Qiu Yi’s resentful gaze, the skinny guy remained unmoved: “Good luck, if you can’t take it down, you won’t get any tonight. Also, I’m not your master, call me Skinny.”

Qiu Yi pouted angrily, and the vines wrapped around the zombie again.

However, this time he didn’t control the vines to completely entangle the zombie but instead wrapped them around its feet. The zombie suddenly fell to the ground, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Qiu Yi quickly threw two seeds over.

After this period of training, his seed-throwing accuracy was extremely high, and he quickly controlled the vines to rise from the ground and entangle the zombie’s claws.

The zombie struggled fiercely, its blood-red eyes fixed on Qiu Yi.

“Roar—” Its howl became increasingly furious.

Seeing the vines were about to give way, Qiu Yi lunged forward, pulled out the dagger strapped to his leg, and plunged it into the zombie’s neck, pressing down.

Black blood flowed down the zombie’s neck, but the dagger was stuck in the zombie’s bone.

Clearly, Qiu Yi was used to it; he wasn’t strong enough to decapitate the zombie in one go. Instantly, the vines that were about to break free loosened completely.

Before the zombie could even struggle, all the vines tightly wrapped around its neck.

The dagger was pressed hard into the vines, and the zombie’s head fell off.

Qiu Yi plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

‘Clap clap clap,’ the skinny man, munching on a sausage, lazily clapped his hands.

Qiu Yi rolled his eyes, got up from the ground, walked over to the skinny man, sat down, and slumped into the chair, not wanting to move at all.

The skinny man took out a loaf of bread and gave it to Qiu Yi. Qiu Yi held the bread, lost in thought: “Master, tell me, can we still find them?”

*Smack!*

“Ouch!” Qiu Yi clutched his head, glaring accusingly at the skinny man.

“I told you I’m not your master!” The skinny man gave him a cold look.

Qiu Yi pouted angrily, tore open the bread wrapper, and took a big bite.

The skinny man looked out the window: “As long as they’re still there, we’ll definitely find them.”

Qiu Yi’s eyes dimmed slightly after taking a bite of bread, and the bread in his mouth seemed to taste like wax. He wasn’t even sure if his mother was still there.

If she was, she would definitely come back.

“What are you thinking about? Give it to me if you don’t want it.” The skinny man said, reaching for the bread.

Qiu Yi jumped back, looking at the skinny man warily: “Don’t even think about it!”

From City A back to City D, if she wasn’t with a group of people, Fu Ke wouldn’t even need to take a car to get back quickly.

But now she was with a group of researchers.

Except for Dr. Cheng, everyone else was there. Dr. Cheng’s death was gruesome; and at the end, his body was withered and looked like a dried corpse. This terrified the researchers, who immediately decided to go with Fu Ke rather than die.

Fu Ke easily got the dozen or so people to drive away in a truck from an abandoned factory.

Lan Zhi and the others were in the back, while Fu Ke, holding Ya Ya, sat in the passenger seat, letting several researchers who could drive take turns. With Fu Ke there, they didn’t encounter any zombies along the way, as peaceful as if this wasn’t the end of the world.

However, Fu Ke and the zombie in the truck reminded them that it was indeed the end of the world— there were two zombies right beside them!

Although Fu Ke didn’t look like a zombie.

Throughout the journey, Fu Ke was listless; she held Ya Ya and closed her eyes to rest, but her mental energy was constantly monitoring the surroundings, the driver, and the people in the truck. Her mental energy caused all the zombies to avoid them, so they naturally didn’t encounter any.

Suddenly, Fu Ke opened her eyes sharply: “Stop the car!”

“Screech—”

The screech of brakes suddenly rang out, and the people in the back of the truck, caught off guard, tumbled and cried out in pain.

However, they dared not complain, only whispering, “What happened? What’s wrong?”

Fu Ke narrowed her eyes: “Head into the city!”

The journey from City A back to City D involved passing through several counties. Normally, taking the national highway would have been a quicker route to City D, but Fu Ke insisted on going into the city.

The driver dared not disobey Fu Ke, nor say anything more, fearing Fu Ke would devour or kill him.

Thinking of Dr. Cheng’s appearance, he suddenly shuddered and drove in the direction Fu Ke indicated.

Fu Ke hadn’t expected to detect the skinny man with her mental energy. But what surprised her even more was Qiu Yi— that little guy was actually with the skinny man.

At the gate of a farmhouse on the outskirts of the county town, the large truck stopped.

The skinny man sleeping inside suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Qiu Yi who was sleeping soundly beside him, and nudged him: “Get up, quick, there’s noise.”

“Ugh…” Qiu Yi, nudged, rolled over and continued sleeping. Hearing the skinny man say there was noise, he immediately sat up and looked at the skinny man in alarm: “What noise?”

“You stay here and act accordingly. I’ll go check at the door.” The skinny man said, getting off the bed and cautiously peeking through the crack in the door.

It was the height of the sun, and he could clearly see that there was nothing in the yard, but a huge truck was parked at the gate.

The skinny man squinted. A truck— if someone could drive a truck like that out, there must be a lot of people on it.

This was the suburbs; logically, no one would come to the suburbs to collect supplies. There were a few farmhouses here, but there was nothing there.

Qiu Yi couldn’t stay in bed any longer; feeling uneasy, he got off the bed and quietly went to the skinny man’s side.

“How is it?” he asked softly.

The skinny man glared at him when he saw him coming over: “Didn’t I tell you to stay in your room?”

Qiu Yi looked at the skinny man: “But I’m worried. If anything happens, I can help.”

As he spoke, Qiu Yi pressed his face against the doorway, trying to peek outside.

“Be careful!” They didn’t know what was going on outside, whether it was friend or foe. The skinny man covered Qiu Yi’s mouth and backed away, carrying him up the stairs to the second floor.

They stopped right at the entrance to the courtyard, and the skinny man’s mind raced. He was with a child, and he wanted to avoid conflicts with others as much as possible.

Although the child also had special abilities, there were always stronger people out there, and the skinny man didn’t dare to gamble.

If he were alone, he certainly wouldn’t be so cautious.

Fu Ke saw their actions, a wicked smile flashing in her eyes.

“You all get out of the car and surround this courtyard.”

The courtyard wasn’t big; so a dozen or so people could easily surround it. Fu Ke then got out of the car and went around to the other side of the vehicle, out of the skinny man’s sight.

She then pulled a suit out of his spatial storage and tossed it to Lan Zhi: “Put this on.”

A flicker of doubt crossed Lan Zhi’s bloodshot eyes. He looked at the suit, making a hoarse sound.

“Don’t ask so many questions, just put it on.”

Lan Zhi’s clothes looked dirty and tattered, but Fu Ke hadn’t shown any intention of changing them. Now, however, he was offering her a suit.

Lan Zhi gave Fu Ke a strange look, making another hoarse sound.

“Hurry up and put it on!” Fu Ke found it somewhat amusing. Was he afraid she’d peek at her? If she wanted to see, she could just turn around and she’d still see.

He rolled his eyes, but seeing Lan Zhi’s stubbornness, he turned his back to her.

Lan Zhi changed slowly, only telling Fu Ke with a hoarse sound after he was done.

Fu Ke took out sunglasses from her spatial storage and put them on Lan Zhi. If you didn’t look at his hands, he would appear as a pale, frail man.

“Alright, go stand at the gate of the courtyard,” Fu Ke said with satisfaction.

The skinny guy was definitely not a passive person; she wanted to see what he would do.

Although he used to be good to her, he also loved to tease her, though he always succumbed to her innocent gaze. But this time, it was her turn to tease him!

Lan Zhi looked at Fu Ke strangely; the way he smiled clearly showed he was happy. But Lan Zhi didn’t know what she was happy about. He just jumped out of the car and stood at the gate of the courtyard as instructed.


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WMNS Ch. 171.1

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Bai You’s story was so shocking that the office spent the entire morning following up on it. Of course, the main force behind this follow-up was only Xue Meng and Xiao Xiaoyu.

Xiao Xiaoyu was traumatized and wouldn’t feel at ease until she saw Bai Youlou completely collapse with her own eyes, while Xue Meng was just being gossipy.

After Weibo returned to normal, Jiang Lan noticed that the two of them were constantly refreshing the trending topics. However, in the group chat, they were reporting Bai You’s Weibo follower count in real time. Since the news came out last night, Bai You’s Weibo had lost nearly 500,000 active followers.

Last night’s incident caused quite a stir. More than twenty young people were found unconscious outside the hotel. Several police cars arrived at the scene, and ambulances followed. They took them all to the city’s People’s Hospital. After hearing that those involved were all fans of Bai You, a large number of media outlets rushed to the scene. They were all staking out the hospital, eager to grab the first scoop on the news.

#Bai You’s fans faint at hotel# quickly rose to the top of the trending search list, and then the WeChat chat records of the fans who fainted were exposed. Only then did the public realize that these fans who fainted had originally gone to the hotel in advance to wait for Bai You after hearing the news.

However, the studio then came out to refute the rumors, saying that Bai You did not have a trip to a certain hotel, and even implied that the sasaeng fans[1] had bought fake news, and that all of this had nothing to do with Bai You, trying their best to distance themselves from the matter.

For a time, Weibo was filled with topics about boycotting obsessive fans.

Three hours later, the police announced that a certain hotel had been shut down for allegedly harboring members of a cult, and that a famous celebrity, surnamed Bai, had been criminally detained for allegedly using his influence to deceive fans and colluding with a cult to engage in illegal activities.

Before the hashtag #BoycottStalkerFans# had even died down, the hashtag #FamousCelebrityBaiDetained# jumped up.

Weibo was completely overwhelmed.

Some of Bai You’s fans initially didn’t believe it, but some netizens scrutinized the short announcement from beginning to end, comparing it with the hotel that was shut down, and then combined it with the more than twenty Bai You fans who inexplicably fainted in front of the hotel, thus providing solid evidence that Bai You had colluded with a cult to abduct fans and was criminally detained.

As a result, a large number of fans on Weibo unfollowed and turned against the brand.

Because the number of fans leaving was so spectacular, almost like a precipitous drop, there were even people specifically tracking and reporting Bai You’s Weibo follower count in real time.

Don’t be fooled by the large number of followers celebrities have on Weibo; in reality, the vast majority are inactive or fake followers, with only a small percentage being genuine fans who interacted. Bai You wasn’t the only celebrity in the entertainment industry to have had a scandal, and cases of drug use, prostitution, car accidents, and hit-and-runs were not uncommon, but no celebrity had experienced such a precipitous drop in followers as Bai You.

In just one night, Bai You lost 500,000 active fans, countless fan sites announced their closure, and even several well-known, crazed fans led a backlash, their words not only not crazy but also logical and moving. The scene was quite spectacular.

As if overnight, these fans who were once crazy about Bai You all regained their senses and became normal people again.

Unaware of the facts, many netizens posted jokes on Weibo, saying they personally witnessed several bloggers they had unfollowed suddenly become normal after their overnight unfollowing of Bai You. They no longer reeked of being brainless and insane the moment they opened their mouths.

The hashtag #UnfollowingOffYourIQ# quickly rose to the top of Weibo’s real-time trending topics list.

Knowing the truth, Xiao Xiaoyu sighed, “Bai You has really harmed a lot of people.”

While it was true that a small minority of fangirls lost their minds in their pursuit of celebrities, the majority of female fans were rational and calm. However, Bai You’s fans, influenced by him, seemed to have gone completely mad. Normally perfectly normal people seemed to lose their minds the moment Bai You was mentioned.

But in reality, the brother they were driven mad for actually wanted them dead.

“Is Bai You really out of luck?”

Xiao Xiaoyu still felt uneasy after thinking it over and over, so she couldn’t help but confirm with Jiang Lan again.

Jiang Lan stopped what he was doing, recalled Bai You’s miserable appearance in the water dungeon, and nodded, saying, “Don’t worry, he probably won’t have a chance to get out in this lifetime.”

Once the Qian faction was dealt with and they were no longer of any use, the detention center would try to convict and prosecute them as soon as possible in order to eliminate potential risks.

The reason they were keeping them around was simply to extract more useful information.

Xiao Xiaoyu felt relieved after hearing this.

….

During the lunch break, Xiao Xiaoyu offered to treat Jiang Lan to lunch to express her gratitude for saving her life. Xue Meng and Zhang Tianxing were naturally invited along as well.

The group found a nearby restaurant and booked a private room for chatting.

With his identity now completely exposed, Jiang Lan no longer needed to hide it. So he released Suan Ni and Jiao Tu, letting them eat and move around on their own.

Jiao Tu poked its head out, slowly looked around, and only after confirming that everyone was a familiar face did it shyly transform back into human form and obediently sit beside Jiang Chi. While Suan Ni turned its head back and forth, its eyes fixed on the fruit platter that had just been served. It patted Zhang Tianxing’s arm with its little paws and ordered in a grand manner: “I want to eat watermelon.”

Zhang Tianxing readily handed him two slices of watermelon. Seeing that the hotel’s watermelon slices were too large for Suan Ni to eat easily, he thoughtfully cut the watermelon into small pieces with a knife and put small forks on them before pushing them in front of Suan Ni.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan couldn’t help but pinch the little fat on Suan Ni’s body, and then say to Zhang Tianxing, “Don’t spoil him too much.”

He’s fat, greedy, and addicted to games.

He looked worried. What will happen in the future?

It feels like the day he can regain his human form is a long way off.

“It’s nothing.” Zhang Tianxing then peeled an orange for the Suan Ni, practically writing “I do” on his face.

“Ni Ni is very well-behaved.”

Suan Ni immediately smiled and its tail wagged happily. It then pushed the watermelon bowl towards him, indicating that he should eat with it.

Zhang Tianxing ate a small piece as a token gesture, then pushed it back to him.

Jiang Lan gave a soft hum.

The little lion’s wagging tail stopped abruptly. It hesitated for a moment, then glanced at him furtively. Seeing that he seemed unhappy, it also pushed the watermelon bowl towards him, rubbed against his arm in a flattering manner, and thoughtfully pushed the small plate with the fruit fork in front of him as well, saying ingratiatingly, “Fifth Brother, you can eat too.”

“You eat it.” Jiang Lan couldn’t keep a serious face when his younger brother looked at him with such a pleading expression. He couldn’t help but laugh and poked his forehead with his finger.

Suan Ni, poked hard, plopped down on a stool. Noticing his delight, it immediately grabbed its watermelon bowl and started eating happily. While eating, it also urged Jiao Tu and Jiang Chi to eat as well.

This watermelon is so sweet!

Sitting opposite him, Xiao Xiaoyu was amazed.

But all she could do was keep pinching Xue Meng’s arm from below to show her surprise!

She had always thought Ni Ni was exceptionally clever and intelligent, never imagining that this cat was actually a spirit. Looking again at Jiao Tu, who had transformed into human form and was sitting quietly to one side, she could only marvel at the sheer wonder of the world.

Perhaps because the shock from Bai You last night was too great, she accepted the story similar to the human and cat talking in the movie “The Great Transformation” very easily today.

Compared to that disgusting group of red figures, this was nothing.

She even felt a little tempted to admire his looks.

Xiao Xiaoyu wondered if all the fairies in the fairy world were this good-looking.

Jiang Lan was one, as was the conch shell, and even the scoundrel Bai You was one!

She was so envious.


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[1] Sasaeng or sasaeng fan (Korean: 사생팬; Hanja: 私生팬; RR: sasaengpaen) is the South Korean term for an obsessive fan who invades the privacy of Korean idols, drama actors, or other public figures in the entertainment industry.