The wind howled fiercely. From such a height, even the bravest might feel a chill, but Bai Yuyou in front of him merely shook her head gently. "With Ye Shuang here... not scared."
Ye Shuang smiled softly and ruffled the girl's hair.
"I'll take a photo for you," Aunt Li chimed in cheerfully. Truth be told, they'd all gone skydiving plenty of times before. In terms of danger, high-altitude jumps were actually less risky than mountain biking.
After all, online shopping platforms boasted a 100% satisfaction rate for parachutes (scratch that).
"Let's go." Chen Qin adjusted her goggles and reminded Bai Yuyou, "Little Yuyou, don’t squirm around when we jump, and whatever you do, don’t open your mouth."
"Open mouth..." Bai Yuyou tilted her head. "Will I eat something?"
"If the wind rushes in, your face will look funny in the photos," Ye Shuang couldn’t help but laugh, imagining Tang Keke’s cheeks puffing up comically.
Then, holding Bai Yuyou close, he leaped off without hesitation.
Aunt Li and Chen Qin exchanged a glance before following suit.
The intense weightlessness instantly sent a shiver through Bai Yuyou’s body. Her hands flailed briefly until a warm, firm grip steadied her.
"Don’t be afraid," a gentle voice reassured her.
The sensation didn’t last long. Feeling the comforting touch on her hand, Bai Yuyou soon relaxed.
Once she calmed down, Ye Shuang stabilized their descent and deployed the drogue chute.
The small white canopy popped open, slowing their fall slightly. Ye Shuang pointed ahead. "Yuyou, look forward—"
Bai Yuyou turned her gaze to where Aunt Li was holding a camera, giving them a thumbs-up.
Not understanding but mimicking the gesture, Bai Yuyou raised her own thumb.
Ye Shuang chuckled before glancing at Chen Qin, who drifted closer for a mid-air group photo.
After enough shots, Ye Shuang signaled, and Aunt Li and Chen Qin maneuvered away to maintain a safe distance.
Flying too close during canopy deployment could spell disaster—none of them wanted to "land in a box," as the saying went.
"Whoosh—"
The main parachute billowed open, abruptly slowing their descent. As they gently spun, the breathtaking scenery unfolded around them—the ocean below resembling a vast, shimmering sapphire.
"How do you feel?" Ye Shuang asked once they’d stabilized, admiring the stunning view beneath them.
"A little scary... but not anymore," Bai Yuyou replied, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"The initial drop is always the most intense, but you get used to it," Ye Shuang said warmly. "The world is huge, and there’s so much more for you to experience. Don’t worry—I’ll take you to see it all, step by step."
"All kinds of things..." Bai Yuyou twisted slightly to face him.
"What about making babies?"
"Uh..."
Maybe someday.
Ye Shuang guided their landing onto the sandy beach. For a first-time jumper, Bai Yuyou had done remarkably well—though he’d half-hoped to hear her let out a scream or two.
But that seemed unlikely. The girl’s face remained as expressionless as ever, her large eyes blinking innocently.
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the shore—
Tang Keke sat curled up on the sand, staring blankly at the ocean. "Beyond the sea... lies the enemy," she muttered.
"What’s wrong with Keke?" Ye Shuang asked.
"Who knows?" An Shiyu shrugged, hands stuffed in her pockets.
"Waaahhh! Big bro, she told me mid-air that the parachute was broken!!!" Tang Keke wailed, pointing accusingly at An Shiyu. At that moment, she’d already mentally drafted her will—mourning the unopened figurine deliveries and uneaten snacks left behind.
"An Shiyu, you’ll scare her to death one day," Ye Shuang sighed. The troublemaking "fish" really loved bullying poor Tang Keke, whose courage was inversely proportional to a slime’s.
"Just a joke," An Shiyu said dismissively, as if it were some kind of bravery training.
"At least apologize. Look, Keke can’t even stand up."
"..."
"Well?" Ye Shuang prompted with a smile.
"Tch." An Shiyu scratched her cheek awkwardly, avoiding Tang Keke’s teary gaze before mumbling under her breath,
"Sorry."
"Hmph, that’s more like it." Tang Keke stood up, easily pacified.
"Didn’t know you had it in you," Ye Shuang remarked, amused. He’d half-expected An Shiyu to never apologize.
"Whatever."
An Shiyu rolled her eyes but stayed silent.
"Come on, let’s go again once the plane’s ready."
She dragged Tang Keke away despite the protests.
"No!!!!!!"
"Help!!!!!"
"Big bro! Yuyou! Save me!!!"
Ye Shuang crossed his arms, noticing Chen Qin and Aunt Li approaching. "Did you land far away?"
"Not really, just a bit behind. Doubting my skills?" Chen Qin huffed, stretching contentedly. "Feels great—been too long since we did this."
"A little break from work does wonders for the skin," Aunt Li agreed, checking her makeup in a compact. Though her silver lipstick remained... an acquired taste.
"Another jump?" Ye Shuang asked.
"I’d rather go split a watermelon," Chen Qin waved him off, heading to change.
"Little Shuang, come see the photos," Aunt Li called, holding up the camera.
The screen displayed a brilliant blue backdrop, with Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou in goggles, posing for the shot.
Bai Yuyou, however, hadn’t quite faced the lens, leaving her slightly off-center—adorably dazed.
"Like it, sweetie?" Aunt Li beamed.
"Yes. Aunt Li, can I have this photo?" Bai Yuyou asked.
"Of course! I’ll send it to you later." Aunt Li cupped her cheeks, doting. "Special moments deserve to be preserved. Looking back on them is half the joy."
Bai Yuyou seemed to ponder this before turning to Ye Shuang.
"Ye Shuang..."
"Yeah?"
"We should also record everything properly when we make babies."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Why are you so fixated on this?
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
