“Will you give me back my sword...?”
Red Scale hugged Yuna's thighs tightly, begging her ceaselessly with tears swirling in her eyes.
Yuna was also very helpless. Now was not the time to return or not return it to her, but that she couldn't even throw away this sword if she wanted to.
As soon as she returned the sword to Red Scale, it flew back to her. She couldn't even throw it away.
“Then... Then make it stop following you!” Red Scale grabbed the Magic Sword, trying to keep it by her side.
But with her lack of strength, the Magic Sword easily broke free of her restraints.
It even taunted her, circling around Red Scale and swiftly dodging when she tried to grab it.
“This sword is bullying people! How can it be like this...”
Red Scale couldn't hold it in anymore. Her nose soured and she cried out.
Yuna grabbed her little purse and squatted down next to Red Scale, gently stroking her hair. “How about... I'll just buy this sword from you, and I'll pay you back after I earn money?”
“How much will you give me?”
“Let me think.” Yuna tilted her head, swiftly calculating in her mind.
The redemption fee, forging equipment, tuition for her sister to become a mage, equipment for her sister...
Just thinking about all the debt weighing down on her, Yuna felt she could hardly breathe.
Although Lin Feng had told her she didn't need to pay him back, she was still stubborn about earning money to repay him.
“Fifty gold coins, is that okay? I don't have much money either, life is quite difficult, and I have a sister to raise, but I will pay you back slowly.”
“Deal!” Red Scale suddenly jumped up, all traces of tears long gone from her face, “This sword is yours now.”
The two shook hands after reaching an agreement.
Lin Feng beside them softly sighed.
This girl didn't earn much money yet she took on more debt again.
“Now that you two have agreed, let's think of a way to get out of here.” Lin Feng rubbed both their heads, but Red Scale was clearly still upset, pouting at him.
“We’re leaving?”
“Yes, you’ve leveled up, and found the treasure in the labyrinth, so there’s no point in staying here anymore.” Lin Feng gently patted Yuna's wolf ears, getting some dust on his hand, “But haven't you noticed anything strange?”
“Huh? What’s strange?” Yuna was completely confused.
Her attention had been completely on the Magic Sword just now, she didn't notice anything else.
Lin Feng glanced at Emily, but she had a look of wisdom on her face, completely unhelpful.
Rosa Linda yawned and pointed at the demon corpse not far away, “From just now until now, we haven’t encountered any demons at all.”
“That’s right. Based on the spawn rate of demons in this labyrinth, it’s impossible to not have a single one come find us for so long.” Lin Feng examined and saw that the “Time Stasis” buff on everyone had not disappeared.
It was likely the cause behind the demons not coming.
“We have to find a way to...”
Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Yuna lightly pulled on his clothes, “Master.”
“What is it?”
“Emily disappeared.”
Lin Feng looked back and saw that she was indeed gone without a trace, even her presence had vanished.
Yuna pointed at the ground, “She was in front of me, then suddenly in an instant she...”
In a flash, before Yuna could finish speaking, she disappeared without a trace, as if she had evaporated into thin air.
“What is going on here?” Rosa Linda vigilantly surveyed her surroundings, tightly gripping her longbow.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly grabbed Rosa Linda, then shouted at Red Scale, “Come over quickly, grab my hand!”
He didn’t know what was happening either.
But it seemed a bit like when the labyrinth collapsed, teleporting adventurers out.
“Coming!”
Red Scale jogged over to the two, but just as she was half a meter away, she also mysteriously vanished in an instant.
Immediately after, everything went dark in front of Lin Feng’s eyes...
When he awoke again, Lin Feng found himself in a snowy land.
Other than Red Scale curled up alone by the fire, the beast girls were all huddled together around the fire pit, leaning on each other for warmth.
“Master, you’re awake?” Yuna softly said. There were snowflakes clinging to her eyelashes.
The other beast girls also turned to look at Lin Feng.
“Are you all okay?”
“We’re fine, none of us are injured, but it’s too cold here.” Rosa Linda let out a puff of hot air, hugging Lin Feng even tighter, “The labyrinth must have collapsed and spat us out. Yuna got here first, we arrived last.”
“Then why is it snowing?” Lin Feng looked up at the fine snow drifting down from the sky, deep in thought.
It was probably below freezing now.
Shouldn’t it be summer now? How could it be snowing?
It was still a long time until winter.
“We don’t know.” Rosa Linda pointed at the trees not far away, continuing, “Our campsite is gone. The clothes and tents we brought are all gone.”
“The spirit cores I saved up for a long time in the tent are gone too. This is terrible.” Yuna sneezed, and the snowflakes on her eyelashes fell off.
“As long as you’re all alright, we can earn money again.”
Lin Feng examined their condition.
The buff called “Time Stasis” was gone.
Taking the current situation into account, that spell had likely frozen the time within the labyrinth, while time outside continued flowing.
They didn’t feel much time had passed inside the labyrinth, but months had already gone by in the real world.
No wonder the campsite was gone. Some passing traveler had likely taken their stuff...
But now was not the time to worry about that. They had to figure out how to stay warm.
The beast girls were shivering from the cold. Their summer clothes were far too thin for the middle of winter.
Continuing to burn branches for warmth was not a long term solution.
A cold wind blew by and Yuna sneezed softly, murmuring, “I hate winter the most, it’s so hard to bear the cold.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the Magic Sword beside her stirred and floated mysteriously into the air.
The orange gem embedded in the sword let out a dazzling glow, enveloping them in an invisible barrier.
Lin Feng immediately felt much warmer.
“The Magic Sword has this function too?” Yuna looked up at the sword, energetically stretching.
Then she tiptoed and pulled the sword back down.
“Let’s go home first. Who knows how long the Magic Sword can last.”
Lin Feng squatted down next to Red Scale and gently shook her, “Wake up, stinky dragon, stop pretending to be asleep.”
Red Scale whimpered twice without even opening her eyes.
“She’s been like this for a while now. No matter how we call her, she won’t wake up.”
???
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed two words under Red Scale’s status bar.
Hibernation.
A stinky dragon needs to hibernate too?
“If you want to sleep, do it after we get home. Sleeping here in the snow, aren’t you afraid you’ll freeze to death?”
“But I’m so sleepy... I don’t want to move at all.”
Since that was the case, Lin Feng picked Red Scale up from the ground and cradled her like soothing a child, “There there, don’t curl up into a ball. I’ll carry you.”
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.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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?"
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?"
