Bihu slowly walked up to Li Mucheng, looking down at her with a cold gaze. Once as proud as a white swan, Li Mucheng now found herself in a pitiful state, which was exactly what Bihu had wanted to see.
Seeing the icy look in Li Mucheng's eyes, Bihu grinned and laughed right in her face. "Miss Li, why are you being so stubborn? The outcome is the same either way. If you just surrender now, you can save yourself a lot of trouble."
"......"
Li Mucheng clenched her teeth, saying nothing. However, her small hand, hidden behind her back, quietly grasped a pair of scissors she had managed to grab from the room during the chaos for self-defense.
Even at this moment, a glimmer of hope lingered in Li Mucheng's heart. She firmly believed that Ye Feng would come to her rescue.
But now, she no longer had the strength to run. If she were captured, Ye Feng would undoubtedly be in great danger trying to save her.
No! I can't let my teacher fall into danger! Maybe... this is just my fate...
I'm sorry, Teacher... I couldn't hold on until you arrived. I'm sorry...
I really wish... I could see you one more time...
In the next life, will you still stay by my side? Just like before, when we enjoyed the beauty of nature together on the grass.
Li Mucheng closed her eyes, as if she had seen something beautiful, and a blissful smile spread across her face. At the same time, she tightened her grip on the scissors behind her back and forcefully stabbed them toward her own neck.
"Stop her! She's trying to kill herself!"
Bihu hadn't expected Li Mucheng to have a pair of scissors hidden, but it was too late to stop her. Just as the scissors were about to pierce her skin, a small stone struck Li Mucheng's hand, causing her to drop the scissors in pain.
"What...?"
Li Mucheng gasped in pain, and the sound of the stone hitting the ground drew the attention of everyone around her. Could someone really be capable of such precision?
But when everyone turned to look, they found nothing behind them except a gentle breeze rustling the grass.
"Damn it! That stone was..."
Bihu was the first to realize something was wrong. Without hesitation, he raised his dagger and lunged toward Li Mucheng, but the sensation of the blade hitting its target was nothing like what he had expected.
The others, hearing Bihu's movements, quickly turned around, only to find that Li Mucheng, who had been leaning against the tree, was now gone. In her place stood a man with a stern expression and a murderous glint in his eyes.
"Huh?"
Bihu leaned forward, his arrogant gaze fixed on Ye Feng. It was clear that these tricks were Ye Feng's doing.
"Kid, do you really enjoy playing the hero? You should know this isn't some fairy tale. One wrong move, and you'll..."
Before Bihu could finish his sentence, he slashed his dagger toward Ye Feng's neck while simultaneously drawing a pistol from his waist, aiming to shoot.
Bihu, who took pleasure in cruelty, was also a cautious man. He knew that the stone had been thrown by Ye Feng, and anyone capable of such accuracy from such a distance had to be a formidable opponent. That's why Bihu resorted to a sneak attack—it was one of his survival tactics.
"...you'll die without a grave!"
But what happened next left everyone in shock. Before Bihu could pull the trigger, Ye Feng simply extended his fist and punched Bihu square in the face. The speed was so fast that Bihu couldn't even react.
Bihu's body flew backward like a deflated balloon, landing several meters away and slamming into a tree before collapsing motionless.
"What...? Open fire!"
Mei'er, standing behind Bihu, panicked and quickly retreated, ordering the surrounding mercenaries to shoot at Ye Feng.
As bullets rained down, Ye Feng, who had been standing on the grass, suddenly vanished. In the next second, he appeared beside one of the mercenaries.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed, and everyone turned to see the mercenary collapse in terror, his gun falling from his hand as he lost consciousness.
"A... a monster! This guy is a monster!"
A voice rang out in the crowd, and the others began to waver. Seeing this, Mei'er quickly shouted, "Don't panic! Anyone who takes him down gets an extra million!"
The promise of a reward spurred some of the more reckless mercenaries to continue firing at Ye Feng. After all, where there's a reward, there are always those willing to risk their lives for money.
"I hit him!"
One of the mercenaries, wielding a rifle, saw his bullet strike Ye Feng's shoulder. But what happened next shattered his confidence.
The bullet that had entered Ye Feng's body seemed to have no effect. It was as if it had been repelled by some invisible force and fell harmlessly to the ground.
"How is this pos..."
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sickening crack, and his head twisted to the side as he collapsed lifelessly.
"We can't win! It's impossible! Run!"
"A monster! He's a monster!"
"What the hell is this? Is this even real?"
......
Lying in the grass, Li Mucheng shivered as she listened to the sporadic gunfire and cries of agony outside. As for why she was lying in the grass, she couldn't quite remember. All she recalled was a sudden lightness in her body, followed by the appearance of a familiar face.
"Te... Teacher?"
"Rest now. I'll take you away soon."
Seeing Ye Feng's slightly stiff expression, Li Mucheng didn't say much. Listening to the sound of his heart beating like an engine, she felt that there was something different about Ye Feng today, but she kept her thoughts to herself.
In the blink of an eye, she found herself lying on the grass.
Li Mucheng desperately wanted to know what was happening outside, but she was also worried about Ye Feng's sudden appearance. At this moment, she would rather be captured herself than see Ye Feng harmed in any way.
"Teacher... please stay safe..."
Clutching the fox mask in her arms, Li Mucheng's heart, which had been calm, now rippled with emotion because of Ye Feng's arrival.
"......"
Looking around at the fallen bodies of her comrades, Mei'er dropped her gun to the ground. This was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.
"You... you're Li Mucheng's tutor!"
"Oh? I'm surprised you know so much about me."
Ye Feng walked calmly up to Mei'er, his face expressionless.
"Know? Hah... if we had known about you, we would never have taken this job."
Mei'er sighed, closing her eyes as if resigned to her fate.
"The boss will avenge me."
Ye Feng didn't respond. He simply reached out, placed his hand on Mei'er's head, and in the next moment, she collapsed to the ground.
"The boss? Why haven't I seen him... Never mind. I need to get Li Mucheng out of here. I can feel my body... getting worse."
Ye Feng glanced around, making sure no one had seen his current state, then turned and walked toward Li Mucheng.
It's a good thing no one saw me. Otherwise, I'd probably end up in some research lab...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
