"Mm..."
Early in the morning, Xie Yuyan drowsily opened her calm eyes. She had thought lying on Ye Feng's bed would carry the warmth of home, but now this imagined home felt strangely unfamiliar—like a cuckoo occupying another's nest, leaving her unsettled.
"Ye Feng..."
Still half-asleep, Xie Yuyan sat up and glanced at the mess on the floor, her heart numb. After last night's investigation, she pieced together clues suggesting Ye Feng hadn't been gone long—as if he'd left for some purpose. The woman beside him wasn't his student, meaning she must have entered his life after Xie Yuyan's departure.
"A sneaky little cat... how disgusting!"
The words spilled from her lips, her face twisted in revulsion.
"It seems Ye Feng has no idea I've returned... Well then, I'll just wait here for my prey."
With that, Xie Yuyan stepped onto Shen Mengli's blanket, pulling a dagger from its cotton-filled depths before sliding it back into her waistband. Stretching her graceful figure, she licked her lips, stained with blood. Unconsciously, she had bitten them raw upon detecting the intruder's presence, the metallic taste the only thing that kept her rage in check.
"Now... I'll erase every trace in this house that doesn't belong to me and Ye Feng!"
She let out a soft, alluring laugh, her tone dripping with charm—yet her dark eyes burned with murderous intent.
......
"Mengli? Mengli?"
Ye Feng poked Shen Mengli's delicate cheek as she buried her face in his chest. Like a child refusing to wake, she nuzzled deeper into him, still exhausted from last night's nightmares.
After a few more futile prods, Ye Feng gave up. Just as he moved to get up and pack, Shen Mengli's eyes snapped open. In a flash, she pounced, pinning him down beneath her.
"Xiao Feng... do you realize you've awakened a sleeping beast?"
Her silver hair cascaded around them like a waterfall, enclosing the two in their own intimate world.
Ye Feng gazed up at her, his heart fluttering as if tickled by a kitten's paws. Quickly, he tried to free his hands. "Sorry, Mengli—go back to sleep. I shouldn’t have disturbed you. Now get off, I need to pack."
Shen Mengli wasn’t about to let him escape. As Ye Feng reached to lift her, she slithered like an eel, pressing herself against his chest.
Dodging his grasp, she cupped his face as usual and sealed his lips with a kiss.
"Mengli, wait—mmph—!"
Ye Feng had anticipated this. He’d even tried to stop her with a stern tone, but his words were smothered before he could finish.
"Mmm~"
A tingling current surged through Ye Feng’s body as Shen Mengli clung to him. His mind fogged with desire, her scent overwhelming every sense. Just as he teetered on the edge, the slight parting of his teeth snapped him back to reality like a bucket of ice water.
"Mengli!"
He gripped her shoulders and pushed her onto the mattress, seizing the chance to stand. The ghost of her kiss lingered on his lips, tempting him to surrender.
"Mm~"
Shen Mengli lay sprawled on the bed, dazed and breathless, still lost in the haze of their kiss.
Seeing her like this, Ye Feng swallowed his scolding—it’d be pointless. With a resigned sigh, he headed for the door.
Walking through the hotel restaurant, Ye Feng pulled up his system interface, focusing on Xie Yuyan’s progress bar. Overnight, it remained frozen at 99%.
The gallery’s exploration stats hadn’t budged either. He combed through every accessible system detail but found no changes.
"Tch. This is like searching for a needle in a haystack. If only I could find Xie Yuyan—maybe then I’d get answers."
As he dismissed the interface, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
"Huh? Who’d call at this hour?"
Curious, he checked the screen—an unknown number.
"Who is this? Some telemarketer?"
He answered, pressing the phone to his ear. "Hello? Who’s this?"
"......"
Silence. Only the faint drip of water echoed on the other end.
"Hello? Can you hear me?"
He tried again, but the line stayed dead.
Click.
Before Ye Feng could hang up, the call disconnected first. He shrugged. "Wrong number, I guess."
......
"Drip..."
Xie Yuyan lowered the phone from her ear. Moments later, the bathroom door creaked open, steam swirling as a voluptuous figure emerged. Crimson hair dripped down her bare shoulders.
"Hehe, so it really was Ye Feng’s voice~ Seems he’s still clueless about my return. Perfect. I can’t wait to hear his cries of apology—it’ll be music to my ears~"
Her hands rose to her cheeks, her eyes glinting with madness and hunger.
"Oh, I know you’ve got your secrets and tricks, Ye Feng... but I’ll uncover every last one. No matter how many cards you hold, I’ll tear them to shreds. And when you’re left defenseless..."
Her tongue flicked over her lips.
"...I’ll devour you whole."
"Drip... drip..."
......
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
