Ye Feng sat on the sofa, lost in thought for a moment before finally giving a slight nod and murmuring to himself.
"Not bad, it’s a good thing. But it’s too limited. I probably won’t have much use for this stuff in daily life."
Just as Ye Feng was about to get up to wash up, he suddenly froze on the sofa. He realized there wasn’t a single sound coming from the bathroom—no running water, nothing.
When did this happen? Could it be that Xie Yuyan had already finished showering while I was focused on the system panel?
Just as Ye Feng’s nerves were on edge, a faint, elegant fragrance drifted past his nose like a gentle breeze. The scent was all too familiar to him—it was unmistakably Xie Yuyan’s.
"Gulp..."
Ye Feng swallowed hard, his body stiffening as if he’d been plunged into an icy cavern. He remained frozen on the sofa, not daring to move a muscle.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally managed to speak. "Xie Yuyan?"
"......"
The only response was silence. The lack of any reaction eased Ye Feng’s tension slightly. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally mustered the courage to turn around and look.
As he slowly turned his head, he used his peripheral vision to check for any sign of Xie Yuyan behind him. If he noticed anything off, he planned to stand up and pretend to leave for some other reason.
Bit by bit, his gaze shifted, but his peripheral vision revealed no trace of anyone. Even when he finally looked toward the closed bathroom door, there was no sign of Xie Yuyan.
"Phew..."
False alarm. It was about time to go wash up. Next time, he’d have to be more careful about using the system in situations like this.
Just as Ye Feng was about to turn his head back, a delicate face suddenly appeared right in front of him. Xie Yuyan’s abrupt appearance sent an indelible shock through his heart.
"X-Xie Yuyan! You... how are you here?!"
Ye Feng recoiled violently, his eyes wide with panic.
"Mm... Ye Feng, you’re really something..."
Seeing how startled he was, Xie Yuyan straightened up from her slightly bent position.
"I called for you so many times from the bathroom, but you ignored me. I only came out because I was worried about you."
"R-really? But I didn’t hear you call me at all..."
"Of course you didn’t! You didn’t even notice me standing right in front of you—how could you have heard me calling from the bathroom?"
Xie Yuyan pouted, placing her slender hands on her hips.
"Ye Feng, what were you thinking about so intently? Did something happen? You can tell me if you’re having trouble."
"Of course not! The reason I didn’t respond was because... I was wondering if we should move."
"Move? Why? Isn’t it nice here? Unless... you’re planning to leave me behind?!"
"Absolutely not!"
Ye Feng immediately denied it, steering the conversation firmly toward the topic of moving.
"I mean, remember that house I bought for you before? It’s just sitting empty now. I was thinking we could move there. The environment and transportation are great, and it’d be much more comfortable to live in."
"Oh... Well, I don’t have any objections. As long as I’m with you, I don’t care where we go."
"You... Alright, it’s settled then. Once the wound on my stomach heals, we’ll move together."
"Mm!"
"It’s getting late. I’ll go wash up and get ready for bed. Tomorrow, I still need to thank Yu Xin."
"Alright then. I’ll dry my hair and go to sleep too."
"Okay."
After a quick wash, Ye Feng returned to the bedroom. Seeing Xie Yuyan lying on the bed, watching him intently, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed—even though this wasn’t their first time sharing a bed.
The biggest reason was that Xie Yuyan was just too alluring. His willpower crumbled like a paper wall in front of her, collapsing at the slightest push.
"Darling, why are you just standing there? It’s late—time for bed."
In the darkness, those strikingly pale blue eyes locked onto him. Under Xie Yuyan’s urging, Ye Feng reluctantly climbed into bed.
The moment he slipped under the covers, a soft, warm body pressed against him. Before he could even protest, Xie Yuyan clung to him like an octopus, leaving him no room to squirm away no matter how much he tried.
"Xie Yuyan, why are you holding me so tight? You’re not a sloth. Let go!"
"Nope~ I just want to hold onto you forever and never let go."
"Who sleeps like this? How am I supposed to fall asleep like this? Be good and let go."
"Hmph! You just don’t get it, Ye Feng. Who says you can’t sleep like this? ‘Sleep’ isn’t just a noun—sometimes it can be a verb too~"
"Hey! Since when did you become such a smart aleck? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming. Just go to sleep."
Of course, Ye Feng knew exactly what Xie Yuyan was hinting at and immediately shut down her little game.
"Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you right now. But once your wounds heal, that ‘get-out-of-jail-free card’ of yours will expire~"
"Get-out-of-jail-free card? That’s not how you use that phrase!"
"Ehehe, close enough."
Xie Yuyan leaned in, her hot breath tickling Ye Feng’s ear as she whispered in a sultry voice.
"When the time comes... I won’t be this easygoing anymore, darling. You’d better look forward to it~"
"O-okay! Enough! Let’s just sleep!"
Flustered by her words, Ye Feng quickly cut her off. He knew exactly what she meant. Memories of past experiences flashed through his mind as he gritted his teeth, trying to push away the distracting thoughts. But Xie Yuyan, as if deliberately teasing him, ruined his concentration.
"Ehe~"
A mischievous glint flashed in Xie Yuyan’s fox-like eyes before she planted a kiss on his cheek. The atmosphere in the room instantly turned strange.
"Darling, you’re such a tsundere~"
"Enough! Xie Yuyan, stop it. It’s late—go to sleep!"
Xie Yuyan knew Ye Feng was trying to assert some authority, but she wasn’t about to let him have his way now. Suddenly sitting up, she loomed over him, licking her lips with a playful smirk.
"If you really want to rest, darling... then let me help you~"

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.”

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?"

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.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]