"Alright, Brother Ye Feng, no haggling over prices today, okay~"
As she spoke, Su Yuxin shoved a pile of clothes into Ye Feng’s arms, a mischievous smile curling at the corners of her lips.
"Yuxin, what are all these clothes for...?"
Ye Feng looked down at the heap of garments in his hands, estimating there were at least a dozen. A sense of foreboding slowly crept into his heart.
"These are all casual wear! After all, Brother Ye Feng, you can’t just wear a suit every day when you go out. I wasn’t sure what colors or patterns you’d like, but these are all limited-edition pieces, so I bought them all for you in one go."
"Wha—you bought all of them?! And they’re limited edition?!"
"Of course! It’s just a few pieces of clothing—it’s not like they cost much."
"......"
Ye Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to steady his shock. But then it occurred to him—given Su Yuxin and Li Mucheng’s status and family backgrounds, this was nothing to them. What was a fortune to him was just pocket change for them.
"Alright, alright! Brother Ye Feng, hurry up and go try them on! I’ll wait for you outside~"
Su Yuxin impatiently nudged Ye Feng toward the fitting room.
"Yuxin, stop pushing me—I’ll go change, okay?"
Click.
The sound of the fitting room door locking echoed softly, followed by the rustling of fabric as Ye Feng began changing. Su Yuxin pouted and stomped her foot in frustration.
Honestly! Why does Brother Ye Feng have to lock the door just to change? What’s he so afraid of? It’s not like I’d eat him!
......
"Sigh."
Ye Feng’s head throbbed as he stared at the sea of clothes in the storage box. Truthfully, he wasn’t much of an outdoors person—he much preferred staying in. Before coming to this world, he’d been a full-blown homebody.
After randomly picking out a casual outfit, he unlocked the door and stepped outside.
"Hmm?"
Hearing movement from the fitting room, Su Yuxin turned around and saw Ye Feng standing behind her.
"So, Yuxin, what do you think? They all look pretty similar to me—trying on one as a sample should be enough, right?"
"Whimper..."
Su Yuxin hadn’t expected Ye Feng to be so casual about this. Seizing the moment while he wasn’t paying attention, she quietly slipped a mysterious key into her pocket, then crossed her arms and huffed at him.
"Brother Ye Feng, how can you be so careless?! I picked out every single one of these especially for you, and you’re just going to brush off my effort like that?"
"Uh... well..."
"Nope, absolutely not! How will I know if they suit you if you don’t try them all on? So hurry up and get back in there!"
"Fine, fine, I’ll go. Just stop pushing me, Yuxin."
With no other choice, Ye Feng reluctantly agreed. The thought of trying on so many more clothes made exhaustion seep into his bones.
Only when Ye Feng disappeared back into the fitting room did Su Yuxin finally relent. She shot the store clerk an "OK" hand signal, and the clerk nodded, flipping the store’s sign from "Open" to "Closed" before stepping outside. Clearly, this had all been Su Yuxin’s doing.
Once she confirmed there were no outsiders around, Su Yuxin pulled out the key and turned toward the fitting room...
"Hmm... why is this T-shirt pink? Did Yuxin even pick these out properly?"
As Ye Feng examined the pink tee with a cartoon character printed on it and prepared to take it off, he suddenly heard a noise from outside.
"Sorry, this room’s occupied."
Assuming it was another customer trying to use the fitting room, he politely called out.
Jingle—click.
But the sound that followed wasn’t what he expected—it was unmistakably the sound of a key turning in the lock.
What’s going on?! Is some creep sneaking in here with... questionable intentions?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Ye Feng pressed his hand firmly against the door to block the intruder.
Feeling the push from the other side, his suspicions only grew stronger—there really was some pervert out there lusting after him! If this ended in some kind of bad ending, he’d be traumatized for life!
"Listen up, you creep! If you take one step inside, I won’t hold back—Ye Feng’s fists don’t play nice!"
"I’m not a creep!"
Su Yuxin’s voice rang out from the other side, freezing Ye Feng in place. Before he could react, she seized the opportunity, shoving herself through the gap in the door and slipping inside.
"Heave-ho~"
"Eh? W-Wait! Yuxin, hold on—"
"No time to explain, Brother Ye Feng~"
The second she was inside, Su Yuxin pressed her petite frame against Ye Feng’s chest. The sudden warmth left him completely stiff.
"Haaah~"
She buried her face in his torso, inhaling deeply, her emerald-green eyes fixated on his chest.
"Pant... pant..."
"Y-Yuxin?"
Noticing her strange behavior, Ye Feng held her shoulders and asked worriedly,
"Yuxin, are you okay?"
"B-Brother Ye Feng... I... I..."
Her face was flushed red, and the atmosphere grew increasingly awkward. Just as Ye Feng tried to push her away, Su Yuxin suddenly lost all restraint—she yanked up his T-shirt and crawled inside.
"Hehe, huff huff~"
!!!!
"Yuxin, stop messing around, I—"
As Ye Feng reached to pull her out, she squirmed around like a frantic little hamster, scrambling upward until—
"Ta-da~"
Her tiny head popped out from the collar of his shirt, her expression buzzing with excitement.
"......"
Ye Feng stared at her, mere inches from his face, then closed his eyes and took another deep breath.
"Yuxin, if you keep this up, I’ll have to resort to my secret technique."
"Oh~? I’d love to see what Brother Ye Feng can do to me~"
Thud
......
"Ow... Brother Ye Feng, you have no idea how to treat a lady properly~"
On a bench inside the mall, Su Yuxin rubbed her head, her lips pouting dramatically.
"Me not treating you properly?! Yuxin, look at what you just did—was that even human behavior?!"
"It’s because Brother Ye Feng is just too irresistible!"
(≧ω≦)
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
