"Phew... it's finally over."
Ye Feng slowly removed his mask and threw both his outer clothing and the mask into the sewer.
Gazing at the cavern Su Yuxin had fled from, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
"I need to leave quickly... now there’s one more person I owe an apology to."
......
"Ring-ring~"
The sound of a phone ringing echoed as Ye Feng, standing not far from the mall, answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Sniff... sniff..."
"Yu... Yuxin! What’s wrong?"
"Ye... Ye Feng, can you come find me? I don’t even know where I am right now."
Su Yuxin’s sobbing voice came through the phone, each cry like a knife twisting in Ye Feng’s heart.
"Alright, Yuxin, send me your location. I’ll be right there."
Just as Ye Feng was about to hang up and head out, Su Yuxin hastily spoke again.
"No! Don’t hang up, Ye Feng... please..."
Her voice trembled with fear, barely holding back another wave of tears.
"...Okay."
Ye Feng simply uttered a quiet agreement before falling silent. The weight of guilt grew heavier with each girl he had harmed, taking a toll on his spirit.
After a few minutes, following the address Su Yuxin had sent, Ye Feng stepped into a secluded alleyway. Yet, after scanning the area, he couldn’t spot her. He pressed the phone to his lips and called out softly.
"Yuxin, I’m here. You can come out now."
"Ye... Ye Feng... I’m behind you..."
Hearing her shaky voice, Ye Feng turned and saw Su Yuxin hiding inside a cardboard box, a few strands of her golden hair peeking out.
"Yuxin!"
He rushed over and, upon reaching the box, found her curled up inside, knees pressed to her chest, trembling uncontrollably.
"Yuxin, it’s alright now."
"Ye... Ye Feng..."
The moment she saw him, Su Yuxin scrambled to her feet and threw herself into his arms, bursting into loud, heart-wrenching sobs.
"Waaah... Ye Feng... I was so scared! I thought I’d never see you again... sniff..."
Holding her close, Ye Feng’s heart ached even more. Each tear she shed felt like another wound carved into his conscience.
How could he call himself her protector when he was the one who had terrified her like this? He was a failure.
"I’m sorry... I’m so sorry, Yuxin..."
As time passed, her crying gradually quieted.
"Ye... Ye Feng, why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong..."
Su Yuxin wiped her tears and looked up at him with curious, red-rimmed eyes.
"Because..."
Ye Feng hesitated, but in the end, he chose honesty. The guilt was eating him alive. Even if his intentions were to make amends, the damage was already done. If this left scars on her heart, he would never forgive himself.
Better to confess everything. Even if she hated him, even if she never wanted to see him again—at least the truth would be out.
"Because the one who hurt you... was me."
The words finally left his lips. He lowered his head, bracing himself for the fallout.
"...Huh?"
Su Yuxin froze, stunned into silence.
"Ye Feng, what did you just say? I... I think I misheard."
"I said I was the one who kidnapped you. I planned the whole thing."
"Wh... what? That’s not funny, Ye Feng! I know you’re just trying to make me feel better—"
"It’s the truth. I’m the reason you suffered like this."
"Stop joking! This isn’t something to laugh about!"
Su Yuxin frowned, staring at him with disbelief. But when she saw Ye Feng’s closed eyes, his expression resigned as if waiting for punishment, her breath hitched.
"The rabbit mask. The sewer. It was all me."
At those words, Su Yuxin’s face went pale. The alley fell into an oppressive silence.
"...Liar. Why... why would you...?"
Her voice was barely a whisper, her eyes begging for an explanation.
"Why would you do this, Ye Feng? Did I... do something to make you hate me?"
Hearing her fragile voice, Ye Feng opened his eyes and met her gaze.
"Yuxin, I’m sorry."
"No! Don’t apologize! I don’t want apologies—I want the truth! Why did you do this? Why?"
She kept repeating the question, desperate for an answer. She was terrified—terrified that every moment they’d shared had been a lie.
"I’m sorry, Yuxin. There are things I can’t tell you."
"Can’t tell... even me?"
"......"
His silence was answer enough.
"...So, from the very beginning, you planned all this?"
The light in Su Yuxin’s emerald-green eyes dimmed, the warmth in them replaced by hollow despair.
"Yes."
"...Liar. None of this is real..."
She shook her head, unable to process the betrayal. It was as if a beautiful dream had shattered, leaving only cold, harsh reality.
Just as her eyes darkened completely, a sudden realization struck her—a single glimmer of hope in the night sky.
"Then... why did you tell me the truth? If you’d just pretended, I’d never have known..."
"Because... I couldn’t bear to let someone as kind as you suffer because of me."
At those words, a flicker of life returned to her gaze.
"So... you let me escape on purpose?"
"...Yes."
"But why go this far?"
"I’m sorry."
Seeing his refusal to elaborate, Su Yuxin sensed something deeper.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to explain—
He couldn’t.
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
