“Eh~ Leaving already? But the sun hasn’t set yet.”
After finishing their meal, Ye Feng took Su Yuxin outside the mall. According to him, he needed to go home in the afternoon to prepare his lessons so that he wouldn’t make any mistakes while teaching Li Mucheng the next day.
“Sorry, Yuxin. You know I’m tutoring both you and Mucheng now, so I need more time to prepare.”
“Mmm… But there’s still so much we haven’t done together.”
Su Yuxin’s expression darkened as she spoke. She had planned to take Ye Feng to the amusement park next, riding the Ferris wheel as the sun dipped below the horizon, and subtly confess her feelings to him when they reached the top. Now, it seemed all her plans were ruined.
“I’m really sorry, Yuxin. As much as I’d love to keep spending time with you, I’m running out of time. But I promise, whenever I’m free, we’ll have fun together just like today, okay?”
“W-well… alright then.”
Of course, Su Yuxin wouldn’t throw a tantrum at Ye Feng, no matter how unwilling she was. In the end, she could only reluctantly give in.
“But you have to message me the moment you’re free, Ye Feng! Otherwise, I’ll—I’ll order another table full of dishes and make you eat all of them!”
Su Yuxin waved her delicate fist threateningly, making it clear there would be consequences if he broke his promise.
“Don’t worry, Yuxin. I’ll keep our agreement. Now, I should get going. Message me when you get home, okay?”
“Mhm.”
Su Yuxin nodded and waved goodbye as Ye Feng left. But she had overlooked one thing—Ye Feng would never leave her side unless he was sure she was safe.
Watching Ye Feng’s figure disappear into the crowd, Su Yuxin sighed and turned to head home.
“Ugh… If only Li Mucheng didn’t exist. Then I could be with Ye Feng all day.”
The mere thought of Li Mucheng spending time with Ye Feng tomorrow made her heart twist in discomfort.
No, no! I have to find a way to keep an eye on Ye Feng! If Li Mucheng tries to monopolize him, it’ll be a disaster. With her personality, she might actually do something like that!
Su Yuxin hurried toward a quieter street near the mall, where she could quickly hail a taxi.
She had specifically told Su Wanli not to send any bodyguards today so she could enjoy her outing with Ye Feng alone—which meant she had to get home on her own too.
Just as she reached the curb and raised her hand to flag down an approaching taxi, a large, damp cloth suddenly covered her mouth.
Su Yuxin’s emerald-green eyes widened in shock. As a young lady of high status, she knew immediately—she had been targeted.
“Mmph—N-no… H-help… Ye Feng…!”
Her mind flashed to Ye Feng’s face as she desperately clawed at the hand muffling her. But her strength was no match for the kidnapper’s, and after inhaling too much of the cloth’s fumes, she soon lost consciousness.
“......”
Seeing Su Yuxin collapse, Ye Feng let out a quiet sigh of relief. After ensuring no one was watching, he scooped her up and slipped into a narrow alleyway nearby...
“Forgive me, Yuxin.”
“Mmm…”
An unknown amount of time later, Su Yuxin struggled to open her heavy eyelids. Blinking away the haze, she gradually woke.
“Wh-where… is this…?”
Her eyes darted around, taking in the rusted chains binding her to a pipe in what looked like a sewer. The steady drip-drip of water and the occasional skittering of rats sent a wave of terror through her.
“AHH—!!!”
Her scream echoed through the tunnels, and soon, a figure wearing a rabbit mask emerged from the shadows.
“Hello, Miss Su Yuxin.”
“Y-you… Who are you?!”
The masked man chuckled and slowly approached her.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve brought you here because I need your help.”
“This is how you ask for help?!”
Su Yuxin’s brow furrowed as she yanked at the chains, but it was useless. She quickly gave up.
“Release me now, or you’ll regret it within a day.”
“Oh my, our young miss is quite confident, isn’t she? But I won’t regret a thing. Dying together with you sounds rather romantic, don’t you think?”
“Disgusting! Who’d want to die with a coward who hides his face?!”
“I suppose you’d like to leave safely, no? After all… you have someone important waiting for you, don’t you?”
“......”
Su Yuxin fell silent for a moment, then slowly steadied herself. At the mention of “someone important,” the childishness vanished from her face, replaced by the cold authority of a young noblewoman.
“Fine. State your terms. You went to all this trouble—you must want something.”
“Oh? I’m surprised you’re adapting so quickly, Miss Su.”
The masked man paused mid-sentence, as if sensing something, then suddenly spoke faster.
“My demand is simple. I want you to—”
A loud crash echoed through the sewer, cutting him off.
“Who’s there?!”
Only the faint squeaks of rats answered him.
Realizing the danger, the man feigned panic, pulling out a key to unlock Su Yuxin’s chains.
“Move! Try anything funny, and I’ll kill you!”
“......”
As he hurriedly led her to a more secluded spot, he deliberately turned his back to her—right as she noticed a narrow crevice in the ground beneath her.
“No tricks, or I’ll—”
Seizing the moment, Su Yuxin, now slightly recovered, dove into the crevice.
“What—?! Get back here, you brat!”
The masked man spun around too late. By the time he lunged for her, she had already slipped through the gap. His furious roar echoed uselessly behind her as she sprinted away.
“Hah… Hah… Hah…”
Gasping for air, Su Yuxin ran blindly through the winding sewer tunnels until a glimmer of light caught her eye—a stairway leading upward.
Hope.
Summoning the last of her strength, she scrambled toward it.
I can’t… I won’t let them catch me!

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.”

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!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."