"Ouch! My dear auntie!"
"Can't you be a little gentler?"
"Nobody applies medicine like this, you're deliberately harming a patient!"
"Hmph!"
"You should be grateful that I'm even applying medicine for you, yet you're complaining about this and that. Do you know how many people in the Azure Profound Sect beg just to lick the soles of my feet and still get rejected?"
"And now you have the nerve to despise me?"
"Within a hundred miles, who has better techniques than me?"
"Within a hundred miles, there's absolutely no one else besides you."
"Ah!!!!"
"Damn it, even my grandma applies medicine better than you!!!!"
"Then call me grandma, and I'll be gentler."
"Are you kidding me? There's no way I'd agree to any of your demands."
"Grandma."
............
"Alright, now for the final step."
Lin Qingxue clapped her hands, looking at Ye Shu before her with satisfaction. The bandages on his body had been roughly torn off, revealing his cracked torso underneath, which was now smeared with a suspicious green sap.
"What is this stuff?"
Ye Shu moved his joints unnaturally.
The sap immediately seeped into his flesh through the cracks, causing him to grimace in pain again.
Could it be some mysterious ancestral formula?
Something that could accelerate his recovery?
Ye Shu guessed inwardly, feeling a wave of emotion on his face. He didn't expect this silly girl, though a bit foolish, to at least have a kind heart.
Lin Qingxue, however, looked indifferent: "It's nothing really, just some plants I casually picked at the Lion King's doorstep. As the ancients said, wherever a snake bites, the antidote must be within seven paces."
"You fucking..."
Ye Shu pointed at her, revealing an ugly smile, wanting to cry but having no tears. "Has anyone ever told you that's pseudoscience? Besides, I injured myself, I wasn't hurt by the Lion King!"
"You walking disaster!"
"So what?"
Lin Qingxue was confident despite being in the wrong, raising her chin and saying, "Your grand-auntie is helping you heal, and you're still not happy?"
"Open your mouth!"
"Oh..."
Ye Shu subconsciously opened his mouth.
He saw Lin Qingxue reach her hand under her skirt, then flick her finger. A round, warm pill carrying a rich maidenly body fragrance was flicked straight into his throat.
Gulp!
Caught off guard, Ye Shu swallowed the pill before he could even savor it. A surge of pure medicinal power instantly traveled through his limbs and bones.
"Are you serious, bro?"
Seeing the cracks on his body healing at a visible rate, Ye Shu was not grateful at all; instead, he grew even angrier.
He glared at Lin Qingxue.
"If you had this treasure, why didn't you take it out earlier? Did you have to make me suffer so much before giving it to me?"
"What do you know?"
Lin Qingxue rolled her eyes at him.
"The comic books all write it this way. Healing requires wrapping bandages, applying herbs, and making you grimace in pain."
"Otherwise, how would it show that your injuries are severe?"
"How would it show your effort and perseverance?"
"You're reading Wuxia novels, aren't you?" Ye Shu was so angry he was about to spit blood.
"We are in an immortal cultivation story here!"
"An immortal cultivation story!"
"I know."
Lin Qingxue blinked innocently. "So didn't I take out the pill?"
"Haji-Xue, you..."
Ye Shu gritted his teeth, finally confirming one thing: this woman did it on purpose. Then, he shook his head again. "Whatever, it was all for my own good anyway. Judge the action, not the intention."
"Hmph!"
Hearing this, Lin Qingxue crossed her arms and snorted coldly. "I wasn't doing it for your own good!"
"I haven't even settled the score with you for breaking my sword."
"I just..."
"I was just... afraid that you were too trash to survive, and then no one would compensate me for my sword!"
"Yes, exactly, that's it!"
She nodded, feigning nonchalance. "Even if it were a dog, I would save it like this."
Ye Shu: "............"
So I'm just a dog to you?
"Awoo~"
Just then, the little beast that Ye Shu had knocked out with a hand chop finally woke up slowly.
"You're awake?"
Seeing the little beast awaken, Ye Shu immediately remembered the request the Lion King made to him yesterday. He stood up and patted the little beast's head. "Starting today, I'm going to teach you how to read and write."
"Huh?"
Lin Qingxue beside him looked as if she had seen a ghost.
"You?" She pointed at Ye Shu, then at the furry, bewildered little beast. "Teach it to read and write? Is there something wrong with your brain? It's a magical beast."
"Is there a problem?"
Ye Shu said with an expression of 'all for one and one for all':
"As the saying goes, in conversations there are great scholars, and among visitors there are no illiterate folks."
"Education should be provided to all without discrimination."
"Awoo!"
He moved himself with his own words, but unexpectedly, the little beast was not pleased. It shook its head frantically, just like a child who didn't want to go to kindergarten.
Are you kidding me! Reading and writing?
Wouldn't that mean it couldn't play happily anymore and would be forced to do homework?
It absolutely refused to do something so devoid of beastly freedom!
"See, even a magical beast questions your teaching skills!" Lin Qingxue had an expression of enjoying the drama. Anyway, as long as this lecher was deflated, she was happy.
Even if she couldn't beat him in a fight or an argument, couldn't she at least have some fun at his expense?
However, just as the little beast struck a pose of swearing to resist to the death, a giant shadow slowly walked in from outside the cave.
It was the Lion King.
"Awoo!"
Seeing its father arrive, the little beast hurried to the Lion King's leg, affectionately rubbed against it, and then pointed its little paw at Ye Shu, then at itself. After that, it barely formed a circle with its left paw, raised a sharp claw with its right paw, and looked at Ye Shu with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, showing an expression on its furry face that could only be described as perverted.
"What is it saying?" Ye Shu felt a panic in his heart from being stared at, and he pursed his lips towards Lin Qingxue to ask.
"Judging from my experience..."
Lin Qingxue crossed her arms, looking like she understood perfectly. "It probably wants to screw you and then keep you around as a bandit chief's wife."
Ye Shu: "........."
Is it still too late to run?
Fortunately, the Lion King did not agree to the little beast's request. It lowered its head, rubbed the little beast's head, and let out a low growl from its throat.
"Wu wu!"
The little beast immediately shook its head, covering its ears with its two little paws, putting on a look of 'I'm not listening, I'm not listening.'
Seeing this, the Lion King was not angry. It reached out its paw and sketched on the ground. Before long, a lifelike little girl appeared on the ground, and in front of the little girl was a man holding a scripture scroll.
The Lion King then drew an arrow behind the little girl.
At the end of the arrow, it drew another little girl with her two eyes looking in different directions and drool leaking from the corner of her mouth.
After finishing the drawing, the Lion King pointed its paw at Lin Qingxue and let out a strange low growl from its throat. It didn't sound like a threat, nor a urging... it was an emotion Lin Qingxue couldn't understand.
Anyway, the effect was outstanding.
The little beast glanced at Lin Qingxue, and a look of terror immediately appeared in its large eyes. It shook its head frantically, then nodded heavily, and patted the man holding the scripture scroll on the ground with its little paw.
"Roar..."
The Lion King finally nodded in satisfaction.
The little beast then stood up and slowly ambled back toward Ye Shu. However, it cast a look of disdain at Lin Qingxue, eyeing her as if she were a piece of trash.
"Hey! What are they whispering about?"
Lin Qingxue didn't understand, so she nudged Ye Shu with her elbow.
"Oh, it's nothing really."
Ye Shu stroked his chin and said with a straight face, "It was just saying that if it doesn't study hard, it will end up like you."
"Like me??"
Lin Qingxue pointed at herself. She immediately realized she was being used as a negative example and instantly blew her top. "What's wrong with being like me? I am cute and smart! Do you have any idea how many disciples at the Qingxuan Sect praise my heavenly beauty?"
"End up like me?!"
She rolled up her sleeves, glaring at the little beast that was looking down its nose at her, and said through gritted teeth, "Looks like I have to teach this little guy a lesson today!"
Hearing her words, the little beast continued to hold its head high.
As if to say:
You piece of trash, you think you are worthy of teaching me a lesson?
"Damn it!"
"This is intolerable!"
Lin Qingxue screamed and charged forward, grappling with the little beast.
Bang!
Crack!
Smack!
"Ah!!!"
In less than three moves, Lin Qingxue limped back, her face bruised and swollen, with a clear paw print left by the little beast on her cheek. She covered her face, eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly wronged.
"D-damn it! How is this guy so strong!"
Ye Shu looked at her with utter exasperation.
"Why do you think I didn't just loot the cave earlier? Did you really think your Brother Ye was some kind of model student?"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!