"Strange... why do I keep feeling chills down my spine?"
During his midday break, Ye Feng stepped onto the balcony to gaze into the distance when a sudden cold sensation crept up his back. He quickly turned around, only to find nothing out of the ordinary—except for Xie Yuyan lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, taking a light nap.
Could it be that the recent events had made him overly sensitive? With a complicated mood, Ye Feng eventually turned back, though an inexplicable tension lingered in his chest, as if he were anticipating something ominous.
"Sigh..."
After pondering for a while, Ye Feng still couldn’t pinpoint the reason. He slowly made his way back to the living room. Just as he was about to fetch his phone from his room to check on Shen Mengli, he suddenly realized that Xie Yuyan, who had been resting on the sofa moments ago, had vanished without a trace.
"Xie... Xie Yuyan?"
How could she disappear in the blink of an eye? For a second, Ye Feng wondered if he had imagined her presence. But then he remembered—after the incident at the Dark Pavilion, Xie Yuyan’s abilities had grown exponentially. Just as he was lost in thought, a faint cold breeze brushed against the back of his neck.
"Xie Yuyan, stop messing around. Didn’t I tell you to make noise when you walk? You’re going to scare me to death one of these days."
"I’d never do that..."
Sure enough, Xie Yuyan’s soft murmur reached his ears, followed by her arms wrapping tightly around his waist from behind.
"I could never bear to. I just... had a bad dream."
"Oh? A nightmare?"
"Mhm."
Seeing that Ye Feng didn’t resist her embrace, Xie Yuyan grew bolder, resting her chin on his shoulder. The unease from her nightmare gradually faded as she held him.
"I dreamed that one day, you disappeared... and no matter how hard I searched, I couldn’t find any trace that you ever existed."
"That’s impossible. Xie Yuyan, you’re overthinking things. Use your head—how could something like that happen?"
Ye Feng tried to pull away, noticing how her grip was tightening to an almost unbearable degree.
"No! Don’t go... just let me hold you for a little longer, okay? Just a little while..."
Xie Yuyan clung to him desperately, as if confirming his presence. But Ye Feng, unaware of the deeper meaning behind her actions, found himself struggling.
Under her relentless pressure, even Ye Feng’s strong willpower eventually crumbled. He broke free from her grasp and turned to explain himself, only to find Xie Yuyan averting her gaze, her cheeks flushed. She occasionally stole glances at him before quickly looking away again.
"Xie Yuyan? You..."
Ye Feng was about to ask what was wrong when he suddenly froze, realization dawning on him. He swallowed hard and followed the direction of her earlier gaze...
"Ye... Ye Feng..."
"I’m sorry!"
Before Xie Yuyan could say another word, Ye Feng bolted toward the bedroom, the tips of his ears burning red.
Watching him flee in embarrassment, Xie Yuyan blinked rapidly. This was the first time she had seen Ye Feng so flustered, and a secret thrill bubbled inside her. She was the reason for his reaction, after all. A strange mix of victory and something deeper stirred in her chest.
"Hmph~ Really, Ye Feng, you’re the one who made me the victim here... Since you started this little game, maybe I should play along and ease the awkwardness~"
She lightly bit her lower lip, her gaze growing distant as she absentmindedly brought a hand to her lips. Then, her eyes drifted toward the bedroom...
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"What kind of person is she?"
Li Mucheng sat elegantly in a café, lifting her cappuccino for a delicate sip while keeping her eyes fixed on the nervous Shen Mengli across from her.
Shen Mengli, seated in a wheelchair, carefully cradled her coffee cup and attempted to mimic Li Mucheng’s poised manner. But the moment the bitter liquid touched her tongue, she winced and quickly set the cup down, her face twisting in discomfort.
"......"
Li Mucheng observed her with detached amusement. With each clumsy move, her wariness toward Shen Mengli faded, replaced by mild disdain. In her eyes, Shen Mengli was nothing more than a naive woman clutching at straws to change her fate—a pretty but useless vase. She had no interest in such a weak opponent; their "collaboration" was merely a means to extract information.
"I-I’m sorry... This is my first time in a place like this. I didn’t expect coffee to smell so rich but taste so bitter."
"Miss Shen, let’s not waste time discussing trivial matters, shall we? I have no interest in you. Let’s stick to the subject—our teacher."
"O-Of course. My apologies."
Li Mucheng glanced at the timid woman and, for some reason, added, "If... if the coffee is too bitter, you can add some sugar cubes from the box on the table. I was the one who suggested coming here. You don’t need to apologize to me."
"......"
An awkward silence followed. Unable to bear Shen Mengli’s piercing gaze, Li Mucheng cleared her throat.
"Let’s get to the point. How much do you know about Xie Yuyan?"
"Well..."
Shen Mengli leisurely dropped two sugar cubes into her coffee and stirred slowly.
"Xie Yuyan... is a remarkable woman."
"In what way? Influence? Or perhaps—"
"Combat."
"Combat? You mean she’s skilled in fighting?"
Li Mucheng raised an eyebrow, surprised by the unexpected descriptor.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
