"Establishing merit and achieving success is indeed important, but life is even more crucial. Without life, everything is lost. As long as you stay alive, there will always be opportunities to build your career in the future when your cultivation is higher."
Gu Qingfeng tried his best to persuade, but in the end, he only managed to recruit two people.
One was a fat man who had joined the team first and had a thick skin, not afraid of being called a coward.
The other was a skinny man who looked like a bookworm with a dull appearance.
Upon seeing these two, Gu Qingfeng thought, "Well, a fat and a skinny monk!"
The fat man was named Wang Shan, and as his name suggested, he was like a mountain of flesh, weighing at least 300 pounds.
The skinny man was named Xu Fan, also as his name implied, he looked quite ordinary.
After all the teams had finished recruiting their subordinates, Officer Huang led everyone back to the Demon Suppression Bureau to find He Fenghua.
He Fenghua once again displayed his authority in front of everyone, delivering a long, meaningless speech, and then began to assign tasks.
The rules of the Demon Suppression Bureau state that each Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressor is responsible for a specific area, managing all demonic incidents in that region.
This system was very similar to the leadership responsibility system in Gu Qingfeng's previous life.
During the assignment, Gu Qingfeng heard Wang Shan, the fat man, muttering softly behind him.
"Heaven, please bless me, please don't let it be Blackwater Village, please don't let it be Blackwater Village..."
Gu Qingfeng was curious and asked, "What's wrong with Blackwater Village?"
Wang Shan was startled: "Lord Gu, you don't even know that?"
"I've just taken office, how would I know?"
"My Lord Gu, there are things you might not be clear about, but you definitely need to know this. The recently deceased Lord Yang, a Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressor, died in Blackwater Village!"
Gu Qingfeng was instantly shocked. He knew about Lord Yang's death; after all, if Lord Yang hadn't been wiped out, he wouldn't have been able to become a Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressor.
"Didn't Lord Yang die in the Bone Forest? How did it become Blackwater Village?"
"The Bone Forest is a forest behind Blackwater Village. It was originally a mass grave, and then it somehow grew into a forest. Because bones are often found in the forest, it's called the Bone Forest.
Blackwater Village is definitely a dangerous place! Lord Yang, a Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressor and a Qi-realm expert, led four Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressors and was wiped out there. The danger of that place is self-evident.
Lord He Fenghua took over Lord Yang's position and is in charge of Yin Mountain County, where Blackwater Village is located. So, we absolutely cannot be assigned to Blackwater Village!"
Gu Qingfeng became even more curious: "So many people have died; doesn't our Demon Suppression Bureau take any action? They must send stronger Demon Suppressors to eliminate the demons in Blackwater Village."
"How could they not send anyone? Of course, they did. After Lord Yang's death, our Heaven-ranked Demon Suppressor, Li Qianren, was furious and immediately sent a Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor and three Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressors to Blackwater Village."
"An Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor has taken action; why are you still afraid? Didn't they eliminate the demons?"
"The Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor did take action, but they wandered around Blackwater Village for several days and didn't find any trace of the demons!"
At this point, Wang Shan's face was filled with terror, his fat jiggling: "Such a powerful Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor can't be expected to keep an eye on a single village every day, so they retreated and concluded that the demonic culprit might be a wandering demon, not a local one, and might have left."
"If the demon has left, why are you still afraid?"
"My Lord Gu, do you really believe such comforting words?" Wang Shan forced a smile that looked worse than crying.
"Demons, like dogs, have territories. Few demons like to wander around, especially in places with heavy yin energy like the Bone Forest. They would love it and wouldn't want to leave.
In my opinion, that demon must be highly intelligent. Seeing the Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor arrive, it hid. Once they left, the demon will definitely continue its crimes!"
Gu Qingfeng was puzzled: "You, an apprentice Demon Suppressor, can see this, but the Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor doesn't know the demon will continue its crimes? Why not continue to monitor?"
"Because it's unnecessary."
"Unnecessary?"
"Yes, exactly. May I ask, Lord Gu, which is more important: the poor villagers of a village or the high officials and nobles of a city?"
Gu Qingfeng frowned, understanding the meaning behind Wang Shan's words.
"Earth-ranked Demon Suppressors are the guardians of a city, where there are many high officials and nobles. If there's a demonic disturbance in the city and the Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor is not there, those high officials and nobles will definitely report to the court. But the villagers won't, because they have no way to reach the court. Even if they are wiped out, it's easy to suppress the news."
This made Gu Qingfeng secretly shocked because it was too realistic, stating a harsh truth.
Even if there are no demonic disturbances in the city, even if there is a demon in Blackwater Village, the Earth-ranked Demon Suppressor still chooses to guard the city rather than monitor Blackwater Village. After all, even if the entire Blackwater Village is wiped out, it won't affect them.
But if a high official or noble is harmed, a charge of dereliction of duty is inevitable.
This was the first time Gu Qingfeng felt the darkness of this world. He couldn't help but wonder, what is the purpose of the Demon Suppression Bureau?
Is it to protect the common people and the masses? Or is it established by the rulers to maintain their own rule?
"Lord Gu, do you understand now? So, Blackwater Village is absolutely not a place to go. By the way, how is your relationship with Lord He? If possible, you should use your connections and ask Lord He not to assign Blackwater Village to us."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng smiled: "My relationship with Lord He is very good. He will definitely give me special 'care'."
Gu Qingfeng emphasized the word "care."
Wang Shan seemed not to catch on and immediately relaxed: "That's good, that's good. It seems I made a wise choice to become your subordinate."
Gu Qingfeng smiled but didn't speak.
However, his mind was active. A demon capable of killing a Yellow-ranked Demon Suppressor must be powerful, definitely stronger than the ones in the first layer of the Demon Suppression Prison.
And given his relationship with Lord He, such a good opportunity would definitely fall on him. It was perfect.
At this moment, the assignment finally reached Gu Qingfeng.
He Fenghua said indifferently, "Gu Qingfeng, from now on, Blackwater Village will be under your responsibility."
Gu Qingfeng looked at He Fenghua, who had a mocking expression, and then at his colleagues who were gloating, and silently smiled.
This was settled!
Wang Shan beside him, however, looked like he had lost his parents, his face pale.
"Lord... Lord Gu... you said... you have a good relationship with Lord He..."

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

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.”

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