Finally, Ye Feng had to use the excuse of continuing to tutor Li Mucheng to end the commotion.
"Remember to explain everything clearly to your father later, okay?"
"I know, I’ll tell Dad thank you for trusting me, and that I’ll work hard with you, Teacher... oops!"
Seeing Li Mucheng pouting and glaring at him, Ye Feng sighed deeply, "Seems like you didn’t take anything I said seriously."
"I know, I’ll tell Dad it was all a misunderstanding."
Only under Ye Feng’s stern gaze did Li Mucheng reluctantly mutter these words, still pouting.
"That’s more like it. Alright, it’s getting late. You should head back now, young lady."
"Hmph! Mean teacher!"
Li Mucheng stomped her foot in frustration, but then she thought about everything that had happened today—enough to fuel her imagination for many nights to come—and gradually calmed down.
"Hey, Teacher."
"Hmm?"
When Ye Feng looked up to see what trick Li Mucheng was up to now, a pair of delicate hands suddenly wrapped around his waist, and a soft pair of lips kissed his cheek.
"Mu... Mucheng!"
"Hehe~"
Li Mucheng quickly darted away, escaping before Ye Feng could react, and at the doorway, she turned back to flash him a smile.
"Thank you, Teacher!"
"Mucheng..."
The girl’s smile was filled with complex emotions, but her radiant, blooming beauty froze Ye Feng in that moment. By the time he snapped out of it, Li Mucheng had already disappeared from the doorway.
This girl... really... sigh...
After a second thorough examination, Ye Feng was finally cleared to leave the hospital. Eager to get home and check on Xie Yuyan, he got dressed and headed to Li Jing’s office.
"Knock, knock."
With the help of a bodyguard, Ye Feng arrived at a private office area in the hospital. After knocking, Li Jing’s voice came from inside.
"Who is it?"
"It’s me, Ye Feng."
"..."
Ye Feng heard a sigh from inside before Li Jing spoke again.
"Come in."
"Alright."
As soon as Ye Feng entered, he saw Li Jing sitting with his eyes closed, his expression suggesting he hadn’t fully recovered from the morning’s chaos.
"Um... Mr. Li, actually..."
"I know, Ye Feng. It was Mucheng’s doing, wasn’t it?"
"..."
Ye Feng didn’t answer, but Li Jing already knew the truth. He was aware that Ye Feng would never do such a thing, though seeing it still left him unsettled.
"What is it you need?"
"My health has improved, so I think it’s time for me to leave the hospital."
Ye Feng replied.
"That’s not a problem. Are you worried about the expenses? I’ve already taken care of that."
"That’s not what I meant. I came here to talk to you about Mucheng."
"About Mucheng?"
"Yes. Mucheng might have been frightened by the recent incident. While she seems fine on the surface, I noticed a hint of fear in her eyes. That’s probably why she came to me despite the risk of you finding out."
"Is that so? I didn’t notice."
"That’s why I wanted to suggest that you have a doctor prescribe some calming medicine or herbal remedies for her before she goes to bed. It’ll help her recover and prevent any long-term effects."
"I understand. Thank you, Ye Feng."
Li Jing was surprised by how thoughtful Ye Feng was. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad idea for Mucheng to be with him.
"Don’t mention it. By the way, Mr. Li, how is Ah Fu doing?"
"Don’t worry. Ah Fu is out of danger and should be discharged soon."
"That’s good. I still owe him some money."
Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Then I’ll head home now. Please let Mucheng know if she asks about me."
"Alright. Do you need a driver?"
"No need to trouble yourself. Goodbye, Mr. Li."
With that, Ye Feng left Li Jing’s office. Li Jing watched him go, a rare smile appearing on his face as he muttered to himself.
"Maybe I should have him call me Uncle Li next time..."
......
"Beep... beep..."
Standing at the foot of his apartment building, Ye Feng stared at his phone, which showed no response to his calls. His expression grew increasingly serious.
Something must have happened!
Without hesitation, Ye Feng pressed the elevator button. As the elevator rose to his floor, his unease grew.
With a heavy heart, Ye Feng unlocked his door and stepped inside...
The living room was pitch black, and Ye Feng’s alertness heightened. After closing the door, he quietly checked every corner of the apartment. Everything seemed normal—the neatly made bed, the folded clothes, even the dinner Xie Yuyan had left for him in the fridge days ago. The only thing out of place was Xie Yuyan herself. She was gone.
On the living room table, Ye Feng found the phone he had bought for her, placed there untouched. She had returned it to him... Had she chosen to leave quietly?
Perhaps. Maybe she had her own life to pursue.
Seeing the multiple missed calls and unread messages on the phone, Ye Feng realized Xie Yuyan had been gone for at least three days.
"She really left... Well, at least she’ll be happy, right? Living with someone like me was never going to work. I’m destined to have no future."
Ye Feng’s heart was a mix of emotions. Somehow, his time with Xie Yuyan had added color to his life, and now that she was gone, everything felt different.
This system... it’s terrible...
But maybe this is just my fate...
Putting down Xie Yuyan’s phone, Ye Feng headed to his bedroom to rest. As he lay down on his bed, he caught a familiar scent.
This smell... is it Xie Yuyan?
That’s impossible. It’s been three days; any scent should have faded by now...
Which means she must have been here within the last day or two!
Ye Feng bolted up and carefully inspected his bedsheet. Sure enough, he noticed a faint trace of bloodstains on it...

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.”

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)