"What the..."
Ye Feng's heart sank as he heard the sound of his front door opening. Sure enough, someone was lying in wait for him inside. Spotting a flash of white light in his peripheral vision, he swiftly turned and dodged backward, narrowly avoiding the attack.
"Swish!"
The sharp blade grazed Ye Feng's chest, slicing through his clothes and drawing a thin line of blood.
As he evaded the lethal strike, he finally got a clear look at the assailant by the door.
"Xie... Xie Yuyan?"
Ye Feng's eyes widened in disbelief at the familiar, graceful figure standing before him—her curvaceous silhouette and that striking crimson pixie cut.
For a fleeting moment, joy had surged through him at the sight of Xie Yuyan. But the lifeless glint in her eyes instantly set off alarm bells in his mind.
"Xie Yuyan! What are you doing? It's me—Ye Feng!"
He glanced down at his bleeding wound. Had he been even a second slower, that strike would have crippled him on the spot. Though he still had two life-saving talismans in reserve, they could only negate a single fatal blow—not fully shield him from harm.
"Ye Feng... hehe... Ye Feng... giggle..."
Xie Yuyan let out a bone-chilling laugh, licking the blood from her blade with grotesque relish. Her entire body trembled with perverse ecstasy.
"Mine... mine... You're... mine..."
Seeing her deranged state, Ye Feng knew reasoning with her would be near impossible. He never imagined their long-awaited reunion would unfold like this. Worse still, he couldn't fathom what had twisted Xie Yuyan into this unrecognizable shell of herself.
Desperate to prevent further violence, he kept trying to reach her.
"Xie Yuyan, snap out of it! Don't you remember me? I'm Ye Feng!"
"Remember?"
She smeared his blood across her lips, savoring it with obscene delight.
"How could I forget...? I'd never forget you... never..."
"Then you do know me! So why—"
Encouraged by her response, Ye Feng took a step forward—only for Xie Yuyan to lunge at him again, dagger flashing.
Ye Feng was no pushover. His combat skills even surpassed hers, honed through rigorous training. But one variable tipped the scales—that damn dagger in her hand.
"Swish!"
Another dodge, another close call. His clothes now bore multiple slashes, fabric frayed and stained with blood.
The skirmish had barely begun, yet the pressure was overwhelming. Unarmed, confined to a narrow hallway, and facing an opponent who fought with reckless, suicidal fury—Ye Feng was fighting an uphill battle.
"Hehe..."
Xie Yuyan traced a finger along her cheek, peering at him through splayed fingers with manic intensity. Slowly, she raised her dagger, pointing it at his heart.
"Don't run away now~ Our little game is just getting started~"
Ye Feng gulped. Confronted by this unhinged version of Xie Yuyan, he was at a loss. Only one priority remained: survival.
"Xie Yuyan, put the knife down. Let's talk. I don't know what's changed you, but—"
"Changed me? Giggle~"
She cut him off, delicately wiping blood from her blade before inhaling its metallic scent with depraved pleasure.
"Who else could it be? You're the one who made me like this~"
"Me?"
"Whoosh—"
Before he could question her, Xie Yuyan sprang forward, covering meters in a blink. Her dagger thrust toward him like a viper's fang.
Ye Feng's expression hardened. If words failed, only one option remained: subduing her. But taking down a world-class assassin—especially one now fighting with enhanced, murderous precision—was no easy feat.
As she closed in, he abandoned persuasion, focusing solely on her movements for an opening.
The dagger struck like a venomous serpent, its lethal arc aimed straight for his throat.
"Ha!"
Ye Feng pivoted, using the wall to launch himself airborne, barely evading the stab. But midair, he was vulnerable—and Xie Yuyan capitalized instantly, slashing upward toward his thigh.
"Rip!"
Fabric tore, but the blade missed flesh. Landing deftly, Ye Feng bolted for the emergency exit.
Watching him flee like a startled rabbit, Xie Yuyan's euphoria swelled. She could hardly wait to savor him properly.
Instead of chasing, she hummed a tune, strolling leisurely after him.
When Ye Feng reached the exit, metallic clinks echoed from beyond the door—chains. Realization struck: she'd herded him into a trap.
......
"Run, Ye Feng, keep running~ I'm not done playing yet~"
"Xie Yuyan, what's wrong with you? This isn't like you! There must be some misunderstanding!"
With adrenaline fading, the pain in his chest flared. Clutching his wound, Ye Feng edged closer, voice strained.
"I thought our reunion would be... different."
"And whose fault is that? You did this to me~"
Her sudden laugh was glacial, her gaze swallowing him whole.
They circled back to his doorstep, but now, Ye Feng's eyes burned with resolve.
"Xie Yuyan, if you won't listen... then I won't hold back either."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
