"Phew~"
In a remote alley somewhere, two plainly dressed men stood by a foul-smelling trash bin, chatting casually.
"Hey man, things have been pretty tense lately. We need to be extra careful."
"You mean the traitor from the Dark Palace?"
"Exactly. She’s already taken out several of our bases. Even the special task force sent to capture her was wiped out."
"Yeah, I heard. The boss has ordered that she be killed on sight. The problem is, she’s the top-ranked assassin on our hit list."
"Right. Just hearing her codename sends chills down my spine—Cold Snake. You never know when she’ll strike. By the time you realize it, you’re already dead."
"Alright, alright, stop talking about her. I’m getting scared just listening. Thank goodness our base is newly established and well-hidden. Otherwise, I’d have run off by now."
"Who wouldn’t? Even if the Dark Palace offered a huge reward, I wouldn’t take the job."
The man shivered as he spoke, pulling his gaze away from the overcast sky.
"Alright, we’ve been out long enough. Let’s head back..."
Before he could finish, his voice abruptly cut off. His expression turned grim as he stared at his teammate, who stood with his back to him. Though he wasn’t as skilled as the elites on the assassin rankings, being a member of the Dark Palace meant he was no amateur.
Something was wrong.
Seeing his teammate standing completely still, the man’s expression grew more serious. Just as he was about to pull out his pistol, his teammate suddenly turned around with a grin.
"Haha, look at you, scared out of your wits!"
"You’ve got some nerve!"
Realizing it was a prank, the man angrily punched his teammate, his face twisted in fury as if he wanted to kill him.
"Look at you, all scared. And here I thought you were a real member of the Dark Palace."
The teammate rubbed his shoulder, chuckling.
"Screw you. I’m done with you."
Annoyed at being tricked, the man turned around and headed back to the base. But just then, he felt a chill run down his back, like a gust of wind had passed by.
"Listen, stop messing around and just follow me back to the base."
The man didn’t even look back, assuming the disturbance was just his teammate’s doing again.
Just as he was about to twist the doorknob to enter the base, he heard a heavy thud behind him. His body froze as his eyes caught sight of a slender figure standing behind him, illuminated by the light from the doorway.
"Rip..."
......
About ten minutes later, a shadowy figure emerged from the depths of the alley.
"Hmm~"
A seductive voice softly escaped from beneath the black cloak.
"Let me see~"
The figure held up a sheet of paper stained with dried blood, examining it under the light.
"Tsk... There are still so many bases left. That old hag really should’ve just gathered everyone back. It’s such a waste of time running around like this. With all this extra time, I could’ve spent more moments getting close to Ye Feng~"
As Xie Yuyan spoke, she seemed to drift into a pleasant daydream, humming happily to herself.
"After experiencing it once, it’s like my body has become addicted to Ye Feng, craving him more and more. Is this what love feels like? I just want to hurry back to his side..."
After composing herself, Xie Yuyan stretched lazily and slowly walked out of the alley.
......
"Here’s your skewers, sir."
The barbecue shop owner placed a plate of skewers in front of Ye Feng, who thanked him before the owner hurried back into the shop.
"Phew..."
Ye Feng picked up one of the skewers and blew on it. The aroma of the marinated meat, enhanced by the charcoal grill, was irresistible. Unable to resist, Ye Feng took a big bite of the sizzling, juicy meat and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Ah... It’s nice to indulge once in a while."
Just then, his phone rang. When he pulled it out, he saw it was Li Mucheng calling.
"Mucheng? Why’s she calling me at this hour?"
After answering the call, Li Mucheng’s voice came through.
"Good evening, teacher~"
"Good evening, Mucheng. What’s up? Calling so late?"
"Nothing much. I just wanted to check if you’ve made it home yet. After what happened today, I felt like you weren’t in the best state, so I was worried about you."
Ye Feng felt a warmth in his heart. He hadn’t expected his student to still be concerned about him.
"Is that so? Don’t worry, Mucheng. I’m fine now."
"Really? That’s good to hear. As long as you’re healthy, I’m relieved. But are you outside right now? I hear... a lot of noise in the background."
"Oh, that. I’m just downstairs having some barbecue."
"Barbecue? I see..."
Does the teacher like barbecue? Maybe I should have a whole roasted lamb prepared for lunch tomorrow.
"Got it. I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll hang up now."
"Alright. I’ll be there on time tomorrow."
"Okay, I’ll be waiting for you at home~"
"Beep... Beep..."
After hanging up, Ye Feng focused on enjoying the skewers on his plate. Meanwhile, Li Mucheng, sitting at home, relaxed her furrowed brows.
"Phew... So the teacher was just eating downstairs. I was worried something had happened when he didn’t move for so long. This tracker’s limitations are too big. I’ll have to find a better one..."
......
"No... Don’t... Don’t leave me alone..."
In the dormitory late at night, Shen Mengli trembled as she muttered in her sleep, seemingly trapped in a terrifying nightmare.
After a while, a figure approached Shen Mengli’s bedside, pulling the blanket up to her chest and sighing softly.
"Poor child..."
Only when Shen Mengli’s trembling subsided did the old dean quietly return to her own room.

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.”

] 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.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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?"