"Mm..."
Early in the morning, Ye Feng was suffocated by a heavy pressure pressing down on him. When he woke up, he immediately realized the source of his discomfort.
"Ugh..."
A sharp pain shot through his head, and Ye Feng instinctively raised a hand to his forehead, trying to recall the events of the previous night. But his memory only lingered on the moment Xie Yuyan had pounced on him—everything after that was a chaotic blur.
"Ah..."
Another wave of pain surged from his lower abdomen. When Ye Feng lifted the blanket, he was startled to find that the wound there had reopened, staining the pristine white bandages with fresh blood.
When... when did this wound appear? Why don’t I remember anything about it?
Bewildered, Ye Feng averted his gaze and turned to Xie Yuyan, who was still sleeping soundly beside him. Strands of her hair clung slightly to her skin, glistening with traces of sweat like morning dew on lotus leaves—an enchanting sight.
"Hah..."
Ye Feng quickly looked away, afraid that if he stared any longer, he’d be completely entranced by her allure. He then carefully lifted the blanket, intending to get up and redress his wound.
But the moment he cautiously sat up and tried to stand, a wave of weakness washed over his entire body. Thankfully, his physical conditioning was strong enough to keep him from collapsing.
What... what’s happening to me?
Ye Feng stared in disbelief at his legs, which had momentarily gone numb the second his feet touched the floor.
Yuyan... just what did you do to me last night...?
He strained to piece together the fragmented memories of the previous night.
Ten... ten times... a full ten times...
"Gulp."
Ye Feng’s throat tightened as he swallowed hard, glancing back at the still-sleeping Xie Yuyan.
No wonder I can barely move—who could withstand that? If it weren’t for my enhanced physique, I would’ve been completely...
"Sigh..."
He exhaled deeply, never expecting Xie Yuyan to have been so ravenous the night before, devouring every inch of him like a starved tigress. Only after she was satisfied had she finally let him go.
Well, it’s getting late. I should go meet up with Mucheng now.
With that thought, Ye Feng sat back down on the edge of the bed, gazing tenderly at Xie Yuyan’s peaceful face before leaning down to press a soft kiss against her smooth cheek.
"Good morning."
Then he left the bedroom, leaving behind Xie Yuyan, whose lips curled into a faint smile in her sleep.
......
"So it’s true..."
Li Mucheng stared at the unmoving red dot on Ye Feng’s phone tracker, confirming what Shen Mengli had told her.
"Just who is that woman? Why is there no record of her anywhere? It’s like she appeared out of thin air!"
The more she thought about it, the more fury clouded her mind. After all the effort she had put into nurturing him, how dare someone else swoop in and taint what was hers?
"Hah..."
Just as the last thread of her restraint was about to snap, Ye Feng’s voice echoed in her mind.
"Don’t let emotions control you. Otherwise, you’ll always be at the mercy of your enemies."
"Teacher..."
Her turbulent gaze cleared slightly, and a chilling smile crept onto her lips.
"Thank you, Teacher... I’ll make sure to... properly... thank you~"
......
"This should do."
Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction at the breakfast he had prepared and the note left on the dining table.
Not wanting to disturb Xie Yuyan’s rest, he quietly headed for the door. But just as he took his first step, her voice called out from behind.
"Ye Feng?"
"Xie Yuyan?"
Hearing her, he immediately turned around and saw her leaning weakly against the doorframe, her eyes filled with worry.
From her posture, Ye Feng could tell she was just as drained as he had been—though his recovery was faster thanks to his enhanced physique.
"Ye Feng, are you leaving?"
"Yeah, I told you about it last night, remember?"
He walked over and pulled her slightly chilled body into his arms.
"I tried not to wake you. Breakfast is already set out for you."
"Ye Feng..."
Xie Yuyan glanced at the meal he had prepared—simple fried eggs, sliced bread, and a carton of warm milk—and warmth bloomed in her chest. She wrapped her arms around him.
"I’m still worried about you."
"Silly, I’m fine. Aside from last night being a bit... intense, everything’s good. But next time, try not to be so... wild, okay? Look at you—you can barely walk."
"That’s not what I’m worried about..."
She shook her head, wanting to say more but ultimately holding back.
"But since you’ve said so, I’ll wait for you at home like... like a proper wife should."
"Yuyan..."
Moved by her words, Ye Feng leaned in and kissed her lips without hesitation. Xie Yuyan was the first woman in this unfamiliar world who had made him feel truly cared for. After everything that had happened, he wasn’t going to keep running away.
"Mmm..."
Xie Yuyan was completely caught off guard—usually, he’d only kiss her forehead at most. But now, everything had changed.
"Alright, I should get going to class. Be good and wait for me, okay?"
"Mm-hmm~"
Her usual sultry tone was gone, replaced by the sweet, girlish voice of someone deeply in love.
Click.
As the door closed, Xie Yuyan’s gaze lingered on the empty space where Ye Feng had been. A faint sense of loneliness settled in her heart—perhaps because he was no longer by her side. But she didn’t dwell on it. All she had to do was quietly fend off those vixens eyeing him, and eventually, his heart would belong to her completely.
"Ye Feng’s breakfast~"
She smiled as she looked at the simple yet lovingly prepared meal. Though modest, it was filled with his affection.
"I’ll finish every last bite—just like last night~"
With that, she picked up the milk and took a sip.
......
"Mm-hmm~"
Ye Feng hummed a tune as he stepped out of the apartment building, heading toward his usual taxi spot. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of eyes had been watching him intently from afar long before he even appeared.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
