“So? How is it? Does it suit your taste, Ye Feng?”
Seeing Ye Feng nod at her, Xie Yuyan’s mood, which had been dampened by the incident involving Shen Mengli, finally eased a little.
She loved watching Ye Feng enjoy the food she prepared. To her, it wasn’t just an acknowledgment of her cooking skills—it felt more like the simple, everyday life of a married couple. This kind of ordinary, peaceful existence was what Xie Yuyan yearned for the most.
She had no fondness for her days as a killer. Before meeting Ye Feng, she hadn’t even felt like a real person—just a machine following orders without question.
After taking the last bite of the vegetable pancake Xie Yuyan had made, Ye Feng quickly swallowed it and turned to look at her, who had been staring at him the whole time.
“Aren’t you going to eat, Xie Yuyan? It feels a little awkward having you watch me like this every time.”
“I’ve already eaten. You go ahead, Ye Feng. The only reason I’m watching is because I want to hear your thoughts on whether my cooking has improved.”
“Improved? It’s more like you’ve leveled up! If you opened your own restaurant, you could easily start a brand with skills like these.”
Hearing Ye Feng’s praise, Xie Yuyan couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.
“It’s not that exaggerated, Ye Feng. I just followed the recipe. But as long as you enjoy it, I’ll gladly cook for you for the rest of my life.”
“Xie Yuyan...”
Ye Feng froze at her words. He had never imagined that in this unfamiliar world, someone would willingly go this far for him—without expecting anything in return.
“Hmm? Could it be... you’re moved, Ye Feng?”
Xie Yuyan smiled faintly, stepping behind him and leaning down to rest her chin on his shoulder.
“D-Don’t talk nonsense! I just think this isn’t appropriate for you, Xie Yuyan.”
“Inappropriate? How so?”
Her lips brushed close to his ear as she whispered, her warm breath sending a shiver down Ye Feng’s spine.
“Your life is yours to live, Xie Yuyan. When I brought you back, it wasn’t so you could do things for me. I just want you to have the life you truly desire.”
“The life I desire...”
Xie Yuyan released her arms from around his neck and circled around the chair to stand in front of him. Before Ye Feng could react, she swiftly climbed over the chair and settled onto his lap.
“Xie Yuyan?!”
Startled by her sudden closeness, Ye Feng immediately tried to stand up, but Xie Yuyan wasn’t about to let him. She pressed down on his shoulders, forcing him back into the seat.
“Sit still, Ye Feng. Our conversation isn’t over yet—are you really going to leave like this? How disrespectful.”
“What kind of logic is that?! Xie Yuyan, get up already. This isn’t how people normally talk.”
“No way~”
No matter what Ye Feng said, Xie Yuyan shook her head with a playful smile, her arms looping around his neck as she gazed at him affectionately.
“If you want me to leave, then finish our conversation properly. Otherwise... you’ll be stuck in this chair for the rest of your life~”
Being toyed with like this was too much for Ye Feng to handle. Just because he was injured didn’t mean Xie Yuyan could act so boldly in front of him. Even the meekest person had their limits, and Ye Feng decided it was time to teach her a lesson—to remind her who was really in charge here.
He gripped her shoulders firmly and lifted, rising from the chair himself to force her to let go.
But Xie Yuyan was no pushover. She had anticipated his move the moment he tensed. As Ye Feng stood, she tightened her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around him, clinging to him like a sloth hanging from a tree.
“......”
Feeling the weight of her entire body against him, Ye Feng sighed as he met Xie Yuyan’s stubborn gaze.
“Can’t you act a little more reserved, Xie Yuyan? Is this really how a proper young woman should behave?”
“Tch~”
Xie Yuyan had expected Ye Feng to force her off, but instead, he resorted to lecturing her. Knowing his injuries, she reluctantly released him with a pout.
“How boring~”
Ye Feng shot her an exasperated look, silently vowing to make her regret this once he recovered. Seizing the opportunity, he picked up the plate from the table, intending to wash it—only for Xie Yuyan to snatch it away in a flash.
“Ye Feng, don’t bother with chores. I’ll handle them.”
“It’s fine. Washing one plate isn’t a big deal. Besides, you already put so much effort into making breakfast. Let me at least do this much.”
Xie Yuyan knew he was just being considerate, but after her earlier misstep, she wanted to make it up to him. Though they seemed to be getting along on the surface, she could sense an invisible wall between them—one she had built herself by losing control. Only time could mend that rift.
“No need. You’re injured, Ye Feng. Normally, I wouldn’t argue, but right now, you should be resting.”
With that, she turned and began washing the plate, flashing him a playful wink over her shoulder—as if to say, “Leave it to me.”
“Then... I’ll leave it to you.”
Seeing her insistence, Ye Feng gave in and headed to the couch. Just as he sat down, his phone rang.
Crack.
The sound of shattering ceramic echoed from the sink. Xie Yuyan, having gripped the freshly washed plate too hard, had snapped it in two. A sharp shard sliced into her palm, drawing a trail of crimson blood.
Yet she didn’t even flinch. Her gaze remained fixed on Ye Feng as he pulled out his phone, completely ignoring the wound on her hand.
“Hmm?”
Seeing the caller ID display “Telemarketer,” Ye Feng promptly hung up—this wasn’t the first time he’d received such calls. Then, remembering the sound of breaking dishes, he glanced up and met Xie Yuyan’s intense stare.
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
