"Xie Yuyan, do you finally realize your mistake now?"
Ye Feng had been lecturing for so long that his throat felt dry before he finally stopped.
"I understand..."
"Alright, alright. Let's put this matter behind us, but you better remember this lesson well!"
"Okay... Ye Feng, stop talking now. You might aggravate your injuries."
"Now you’re worried about me?"
Ye Feng glanced at Xie Yuyan with a smirk. Hearing this, Xie Yuyan’s expression visibly dimmed.
"I... I’ve always cared about you..."
"Yeah... almost cared me to death."
"Wuwu... I’m sorry..."
"Enough. Let’s not dwell on other things for now. I still have some questions for you, Xie Yuyan. This time, don’t try to make excuses."
"O-okay... Ye Feng, I’ll tell you everything I know."
Xie Yuyan obediently sat sideways on the edge of the bed, staring at her palms as she mumbled softly.
"First, Xie Yuyan, are you hurt?"
Ye Feng asked this question first. Truthfully, when he heard that Xie Yuyan had single-handedly wiped out the entire Shadow Pavilion after leaving, his first reaction wasn’t fear—it was concern that she might have suffered severe injuries.
"Hurt?"
Xie Yuyan hadn’t expected Ye Feng to ask this. His concern warmed her heart, and she quickly shook her head in denial.
"No... no lasting effects or anything..."
"So you were hurt?"
"...Mhm."
"How bad?"
"I... I didn’t die..."
"......"
A sigh sounded beside Xie Yuyan’s ear, followed by Ye Feng’s voice from the bed.
"Lean your forehead over here."
"Mm..."
Thunk!
The sound of a flick echoed as a red mark bloomed on Xie Yuyan’s fair forehead. She obediently pulled her head back, accepting the punishment without complaint.
Seeing her so contrite and well-behaved, Ye Feng was somewhat surprised. Still, he pressed on, "Promise me you won’t do something like this again, understand?"
"I understand."
"Good. Next question... Xie Yuyan, why did you act this way?"
Ye Feng stared straight into Xie Yuyan’s eyes, searching for any clues. After hesitating for a long time, she finally answered with a hint of resentment.
"Because... because I thought you... didn’t want me anymore..."
"......"
"When I came home and saw someone else in the place that used to be mine, it felt like a knife had stabbed my heart. That’s why... I ended up like this..."
Xie Yuyan’s voice carried a trace of blame toward Ye Feng, but she eventually lowered her head.
"Then why didn’t you just ask me about the truth? I was waiting for you the whole time. Who’d have thought we’d reunite like this?"
"I... I wanted to surprise you, but that vixen made me lose my mind."
"Vixen? You mean... sigh..."
Ye Feng roughly guessed she was referring to Shen Mengli. Calmly, he explained, "Mengli is a child I took in from the orphanage. She needs care because of her health, so I’m living with her. It’s the same as when I saved you after you were injured."
"But why save her? I... I was here first."
Xie Yuyan’s dissatisfaction flared at Ye Feng’s affectionate tone for this girl named Mengli, but the memory of what she’d done to him quickly doused her anger.
"Why... why save her?"
"Because I have reasons I can’t explain. I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you."
"Why not? I could’ve helped you too!"
"Because it’s my mission."
Ye Feng vaguely framed the system’s tasks as a "mission."
"Mission? Wh-what kind of mission requires this?"
"To save you all... and myself, in a way."
"Save me? Save yourself?"
Xie Yuyan’s mind flashed back to how Ye Feng had once rushed to save Li Mucheng the same way. Then there were those mysterious pills that suddenly boosted his physical abilities, and the knife that had stabbed his heart earlier but bounced off inexplicably. These things defied logic, yet they’d happened.
Could Ye Feng... really have no choice?
"Alright. I’m just glad you’re back safely. But Xie Yuyan, care to explain why the house is such a mess?"
Ye Feng blew away a stray cotton fluff floating near his nose and weakly gestured at the slashed-up quilt beside his bed.
"I... I was so angry I needed to vent a little..."
"So that’s your excuse for nearly demolishing the place?"
"Sorry..."
"Forehead. Now."
Thunk!
......
After that, the two continued talking, and Xie Yuyan’s unease gradually eased. The fact that Ye Feng had been waiting for her all along was enough to soothe her heart.
"So promise me you’ll think before acting from now on, okay? We can talk things through."
"I promise." Xie Yuyan pressed her lips together and nodded, even proactively leaning her forehead toward Ye Feng.
"Xie Yuyan, what’s this?"
"I... I’m presenting myself for punishment."
"Enough fooling around. We’ll deal with the mess later. Right now, there’s something I want to tell you."
"Is... is it about that Mengli girl?"
"No. I wanted to say that while you were away from Shucheng, I prepared a gift for you."
"Huh? A gift? You got me a gift?!"
Xie Yuyan had been feeling off-balance because of Shen Mengli, but the mention of a gift from Ye Feng instantly widened her eyes, sparkling with anticipation.
"Mm. It’s in my bedside drawer. Just open it."
"Okay!"
Without hesitation, Xie Yuyan sprang up and hurried to the drawer. Sure enough, inside was the phone Ye Feng had once given her, a square gift box, and a key—though she wasn’t sure what it unlocked.
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.”
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?"
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?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
