"Ding ding ding!"
With the crisp sound of an electronic ringtone, Ye Feng handed his phone to Shen Mengli.
"Mengli, I've already set up the ringtones and contacts for you. If anything comes up, just call me directly. But during class hours, it's safer to text me, okay?"
"I understand. Thank you, Xiao Feng."
Shen Mengli took the phone from Ye Feng with both hands, secretly delighted. On one hand, she was using something that carried traces of Ye Feng's presence, and on the other, she could learn more about him through his phone.
"Also, I’ve already prepared lunch for you in advance. Make sure to take good care of yourself, alright?"
"Don’t worry, Xiao Feng. I will."
Shen Mengli flashed Ye Feng a sweet smile and waved at him with the tiny paw of the teddy bear plushie in her hand.
"Then... take care on your way, Xiao Feng."
"You silly girl."
Seeing Shen Mengli, who had grown healthier and more cheerful, Ye Feng couldn’t help but smile warmly. Watching her gradually move in a positive direction was a good thing for him too.
After saying goodbye to Shen Mengli, Ye Feng stepped out the door...
"Hehe."
Once Ye Feng was gone, Shen Mengli poked her fair, slender thigh. After confirming once again that she could feel it just like yesterday, she slowly wheeled herself to the couch and began examining Ye Feng’s phone.
"Hmm... Xiao Feng’s contacts are still the same as before, and the call log looks normal too. Is there anything I might have missed?"
She tapped through the photo album, messages, and other icons on Ye Feng’s phone but found nothing unusual. Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly noticed an icon labeled "Browser."
"Oh? What’s this? It looks like something you can browse with. I’ve used the headmistress’s phone before, but I’ve never seen this."
Curious, Shen Mengli opened Ye Feng’s browser. As various pop-ups—news or ads of little importance—appeared, she quickly grasped its function.
"It’s like a TV where you can browse all sorts of things..."
She skimmed through casually until her eyes landed on an icon in the middle of the screen labeled "My Favorites." Like a treasure hunter who had just struck gold, her eyes instantly sparkled.
"This... this must be what Xiao Feng is most interested in!"
Without realizing it, she let out a small gasp and eagerly tapped the icon with her finger...
......
"Huh? Why do I feel like someone’s watching me?"
Ye Feng shivered as he stepped out of the apartment, an inexplicable unease creeping over him, though he couldn’t pinpoint the reason.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. As Ye Feng moved to sidestep, he realized it was Li Mucheng, dressed in casual homewear.
"Good morning, Teacher~"
"Wha—?! Mu... Mucheng?! What are you doing here?"
Before Ye Feng could recover from his shock, Li Mucheng suddenly looped her arm through his and rested her head against his shoulder. She whispered softly into his ear:
"Shh... Teacher, keep your voice down. I sneaked out—if anyone finds out, it’ll be bad."
"What? Mucheng, why would you do this? I already told you it’s dangerous for you!"
"I’m sorry, Teacher... I just wanted to see you..."
Li Mucheng lowered her head apologetically, her voice tinged with dejection.
"I thought you’d be happier to see me..."
"No, no, Mucheng, I’m not scolding you. I’m just worried about your safety."
"I understand, Teacher. It’s just... I’ve been feeling a little uneasy."
Li Mucheng clung tightly to Ye Feng’s arm. After what had happened the day before, her health had improved. But ever since she’d tucked away the symbol of her and Ye Feng’s love, her mind had been filled with thoughts of him—even in her dreams. At the same time, she couldn’t shake her unease about Su Yuxin’s appearance. She’d barely slept all night, trying to figure out how to deal with Su Yuxin.
Her worries had led her to Ye Feng’s apartment early in the morning. Thanks to the tracker, she’d been able to follow his movements and intercept him outside.
Looks like Teacher is still living alone... I don’t know why I was so worried.
"You really shouldn’t be so reckless. What if Ah Fu finds out and reports to your father? Mucheng, you’re not usually this impulsive."
"I know, Teacher. I won’t do it again."
Li Mucheng nodded slightly, putting on the obedient student act.
"Good. Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
Li Mucheng didn’t answer, only shaking her head.
"You..."
Ye Feng tapped her forehead lightly with his finger, sighed, and then led her toward a nearby breakfast shop.
"Teacher, where are we going?"
Li Mucheng clung to his arm, curious. This was the first time she and Ye Feng were chatting outside of home. Is this what people call... a date?
At the thought, her usually cold cheeks flushed slightly, and she tightened her grip on his arm.
"Mucheng... Could you go find a seat first? The shop right in front of us is a breakfast place. Since you haven’t eaten, you should at least fill your stomach. It might not be as fancy as what you usually have, but it’s better than nothing."
"O-okay. I understand."
Li Mucheng nodded and let go of his arm. Hearing how much Ye Feng cared for her, she obediently took a seat at one of the shop’s benches.
"Phew..."
Ye Feng exhaled deeply. He hadn’t expected Li Mucheng to show up at his doorstep like this. Thankfully, she hadn’t barged in like Su Yuxin had last time—otherwise, Shen Mengli’s presence would’ve been exposed.
Better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Ye Feng didn’t want to stir up more complications, so he quickly ushered Li Mucheng away from the apartment.
"It’s just simple fare. I hope you don’t mind, Mucheng?"
After buying a basket of steamed buns, Ye Feng placed a bowl of soy milk in front of Li Mucheng. Steam rose from the food as he handed her a pair of disposable chopsticks.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Li Mucheng took the chopsticks and looked up at him.
"Aren’t you eating, Teacher?"
"Me? I already ate at home. Who knew I’d run into you?"
Ye Feng shrugged helplessly, then gestured to the soy milk.
"Eat while it’s hot. It won’t taste as good once it cools down."

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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

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.”