The village of the White Feather Rabbit Tribe looked somewhat like the bandit camps seen in films and TV shows.
Several meter high wooden walls enclosed the area, with many guards seen patrolling along the perimeter.
However, judging from their figures, most seemed to be female.
Tsk tsk, there really is a shortage of men...
"Don't look around so much, your eyes are black which makes you look very suspicious. Just follow behind me."
The security here seemed rather lax, they had wandered around for quite a while without anyone questioning them.
Emily brought Lin Feng to a building surrounded by wooden spikes, pulling aside the curtain and going inside.
"Phew, we're home." Emily breathed a sigh of relief, perspiration was already beading on her temples, clearly she was quite nervous.
Lin Feng looked around, there wasn't a single decent piece of furniture here, just piles of clutter everywhere.
Was this really where Emily had been living all this time? It looked rather simple.
"Where's auntie? Did she go out?"
Emily paused for a moment, stomping her feet on the wooden boards below, which sounded hollow.
"We live downstairs, the top part is for keeping out the rain." Emily removed the floorboards, revealing a pitch-black hole before the two.
That made sense, rabbits burrow as well, an underground home was fitting.
"Wait here, I'll jump down first and get a ladder for you."
"No need, I can jump down too."
Emily looked at Lin Feng in surprise, then leapt straight into the hole. "Alright, you jump down too."
Lin Feng jumped down steadily, landing on the earthen floor.
Looking up, it was at least several meters deep, an ordinary person would likely break some bones jumping down.
He followed Emily to a wooden door, tightly grasping her hand.
"My father died because of humans, I don't know what my mother will do when she sees you. Keep your hood and mask on for now."
"Got it."
Emily heaved a long sigh, then knocked lightly on the wooden door.
"Mother, I'm home."
Hurried footsteps sounded, and the door opened, the dark passageway lit up by the soft yellow candlelight.
The one who opened the door was a young and beautiful woman, her looks comparable if not superior to Emily's, but her face was unhealthily pale, and she spoke in a breathless, feeble voice. "Thank heavens...you're finally back, I've been worried sick these past few days."
"I told you not to worry, I'd be back in a couple of days." Emily helped her to a chair, then waved Lin Feng over.
Her mother-in-law's gaze instantly shifted to Lin Feng.
"And you are?"
"Auntie, I'm Emily's..."
Lin Feng had just started speaking when Emily cut in. "Mom! He's my man, his name is Lin Feng! We're in love!"
Then she ran to her mother's side, introducing Lin Feng. "Dear! This is my mother, Rosa Linda, the best archer in the tribe!"
"The best archer? That was long ago, I'm not even as good as you young'uns nowadays." Rosa Linda sighed.
Her gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, immediately noticing something amiss.
Although Lin Feng was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, his black eyes were still exposed.
Seeing that they couldn't hide it, Emily pulled Lin Feng's hood down. "He's special, a human."
Rosa Linda coughed drily, her gaze shifting between the two before finally settling on Emily. "Does he love you?"
"I swear on my life, he's different from other humans. Sure, he's quite lecherous, but he truly loves me."
Lin Feng felt a bit embarrassed at this.
That part about being lecherous probably didn't need to be said.
Emily took out the Takizawa flower from her bag. Having been delayed for two days, the flower was clearly somewhat wilted, the petals lacking the previous vibrancy.
The well-informed Rosa Linda's eyes lit up. She looked at Emily in disbelief. "The holy flower? Where did you get this?"
Emily poked Lin Feng's arm. "He heard that mom was sick, so he brought me into the depths of the Great Forest to find it."
"That's elf territory, our tribe's forbidden land. To do something so dangerous without discussing it with me first..." Anger flashed across Rosa Linda's face.
Emily put her hands on her hips and pleaded coquettishly, "Aw mom, don't be mad. If I told you first, you probably wouldn't have let me go no matter what, right?"
Having said that, she held up the Takizawa flower and went to her mother's side. "This flower represents his sincerity, please accept it."
Seeing that her stubborn old mother remained unmoved, she took a wooden cup from the table, poured in some water, and added a petal.
Remarkably, the clear water turned light red upon meeting the petal after just seconds.
"Specialized for heart chill disorder. Drink some, mom." Emily held up the cup, smiling happily.
"I won't interfere in you young folks' matters, but..."
Her mother-in-law's gaze remained fixed on Lin Feng, seemingly unsatisfied.
"Drink first." Emily pushed the cup again.
Seeing no way to decline, Rosa Linda could only take the cup and drain it in one go.
In a moment, some color returned to her face.
Emily smiled arrogantly upon seeing this.
Short of food at someone's mouth, short of hands at someone's beck and call, her chances of getting approval for the marriage had increased by ten percent.
Rosa Linda sighed. She seemed to see her younger self in Emily's gaze.
"You don't have to keep running back and forth. Just being happy is enough." She got up and crooked a finger at Lin Feng, indicating for him to follow. "Lin Feng, right? Come with me, I have some things I want to ask you."
"Mom!" Emily yelled anxiously, blocking Lin Feng's front.
"Go take a bath first, I've heated the water. I just want to chat with your man for a bit, that should be fine right?" Rosa Linda said with utmost seriousness.
Lin Feng gently pushed Emily's shoulder, whispering by her ear, "Go on, I'll be fine."
Emily was extremely reluctant.
She had a bad feeling Lin Feng would get an earful the moment she left.
"Then I'll go bathe first. Good luck..."
Lin Feng followed Rosa Linda into the room.
"Let me get right to it."
"Okay."
"How long have you known each other?"
Lin Feng answered without hesitation. "Around a month or so."
He wasn't actually clear on the exact time, but his instinct told him a prompt answer would be better, even if the time didn't match up.
Come at me, it was just meeting the mother-in-law, what's so tough about it?
Yet in the next moment, Rosa Linda's words made Lin Feng's mind go blank.
"Have you two...slept together?"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!