"Like a dream? But isn’t the sunset something that happens every day?"
The younger Wenwen tilted her head in confusion as she asked.
"Wenwen is right, I must have been the one who’s confused. Let’s head back to the garden soon, after all, that place is my true home."
"Hmm..."
Wenwen seemed to half-understand Shen Mengli’s words, but in the end, she simply nodded innocently.
"Okay."
The sunset streaming through the window gradually stretched Shen Mengli’s shadow before she disappeared back into the darkness of the corridor......
......
"Teacher? Teacher!"
"Ah! What’s wrong, Li Mucheng?"
Startled by Li Mucheng’s sudden call, Ye Feng, who had been lost in thought while gazing out the window, snapped back to reality.
"What do you mean, what’s wrong with me? It’s clearly you who’s acting strange, Teacher."
Li Mucheng stood up from her chair and slowly walked over to Ye Feng. Under his puzzled gaze, she placed one hand on his forehead while brushing her bangs aside with the other to touch her own forehead.
"No signs of a fever, huh?"
"Li Mucheng... I’m not sick."
Ye Feng reached out and gently lowered Li Mucheng’s hand.
"Then why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Maybe we should skip today’s lesson so you can rest for a while."
Li Mucheng kept her voice soft, perhaps afraid of disturbing Ye Feng or making him feel uneasy.
"It’s nothing, Li Mucheng. I just got lost in thought for a moment. I was thinking about something else."
"Really?"
"Really, don’t worry about it."
"Alright then... but if you feel unwell, you must tell me, okay?"
"Sure, I appreciate your concern. Have you finished your assignment? Let me see how well you’ve handled the details of the scene."
Ye Feng stood up from his chair and walked over to the desk to review Li Mucheng’s assignment.
Today, since the manor was off-limits, Ye Feng had come to Li Mucheng’s new residence to teach her some theoretical knowledge. He had given her an assignment to analyze a scene based on a set of pictures and deduce what had happened.
The reason Ye Feng had been distracted earlier was due to the torment he had endured the previous day at Su Yuxin’s house. As soon as he arrived, the mischievous Su Yuxin had practically driven him to the brink of exhaustion. Whether it was clinging to him, demanding head pats, or even insisting on writing her assignments on his lap, the whole ordeal had nearly taken half his life. If it weren’t for the unfortunate incident of being tied up the day before, Su Yuxin might not have been so playful.
Looking at the genuinely well-behaved Li Mucheng in front of him, Ye Feng couldn’t help but feel moved.
Li Mucheng truly is the most considerate, he thought. She’s such a good student, never harboring any ill intentions toward me. Unlike that little devil Su Yuxin, who only gets more mischievous the closer we get.
Li Mucheng blinked curiously as she noticed the look of satisfaction on Ye Feng’s face.
"Teacher?"
"Ahem! It’s nothing. I was just thinking that you’ve become even more beautiful, Li Mucheng."
"!!!!"
At these words, Li Mucheng, who had been perfectly calm just moments ago, suddenly shot up from her chair like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She nearly startled Ye Feng into dropping the assignment in his hands.
"Li Mucheng?"
"Te... Teacher... I... I’ll go get... some snacks... I’m feeling a little... hungry."
"Oh, go ahead. I’ll keep reviewing your assignment."
"Okay..."
Li Mucheng forced herself to suppress her excitement and hurriedly made her way out of the room. Having just received such praise from Ye Feng, she needed to cool down a bit. If she didn’t maintain her composure in front of him, she might end up being disliked.
"Ugh... eek..."
Once she reached the bathroom on the first floor, Li Mucheng covered her mouth and let out a muffled scream. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she scrutinized every inch of herself for any flaws.
Honestly, Teacher always manages to make my heart race like this. If he keeps playing with my emotions like this, he’s going to have to face the consequences!
Wait!
Li Mucheng suddenly remembered that she had prepared a special herb-infused snack among the pastries. If she kept offering him water, it might raise Ye Feng’s suspicions, especially since he was an expert in that field. Switching things up occasionally would make it harder for him to notice anything unusual.
Originally, she had planned to have a proper conversation with him today and save the special pastry for tomorrow. But since Teacher had gone and said something like that, how could she not show a little appreciation? It would be rude not to!
With that thought, Li Mucheng turned the bathroom doorknob and headed toward the kitchen.
......
"The damaged doorknob appears to have been forcibly broken, suggesting a forced entry. The noticeable footprints on the ground indicate that the intruder was male, with a significant weight and heavy footsteps..."
As Ye Feng read through Li Mucheng’s analysis of the scene, he couldn’t help but nod in approval.
"Not bad at all. Li Mucheng’s progress has been quite remarkable. It won’t be long before she can handle things on her own."
"Click"
Just then, Li Mucheng opened the door and walked in, carrying a plate of carefully prepared pastries. She gave Ye Feng a sweet smile.
"Teacher~ Would you like to have some snacks with me? I made these myself."
Ye Feng was about to decline, but when he saw the hopeful look in Li Mucheng’s eyes and heard that she had made them herself, he couldn’t bring himself to disappoint her. After all, he didn’t want to let down such a good student.
So, Ye Feng nodded in agreement. "Since you made them yourself, I’ll definitely have to try them. These must have been quite tricky to bake, right?"
"Not really. The staff prepared all the ingredients for me, so I just had to follow the steps."
As she spoke, Li Mucheng picked up one of the pastries and took a small bite.
"Mmm... even though it’s been a day, the flavor is still good. Teacher, could you give me some feedback?"
With that, she held the plate of pastries out to Ye Feng. Perhaps by design, Li Mucheng had taken the first pastry, so Ye Feng naturally reached for the next one in line. Under Li Mucheng’s intense gaze, he took a bite.
"Wow! This is really good!"
Ye Feng’s eyes widened in surprise as he tasted the pastry. Although he wasn’t particularly fond of sweets, he couldn’t help but give Li Mucheng a thumbs-up after trying her creation.
"The flavor isn’t overly sweet. Instead, it’s light and crisp, which makes it very enjoyable to eat."
"Hehe, thank you for the praise, Teacher~"
Li Mucheng watched intently as Ye Feng finished the last bite of the pastry, her dark eyes glimmering with a faint light.

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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.”