"No... don't... don't leave me alone..."
Li Mucheng, unable to see Ye Feng's figure, seemed almost possessed as she threw off the covers, showing signs of getting out of bed to search for him.
"Lie back down."
The moment Li Mucheng sat up, Ye Feng's voice came from behind her. Hearing that voice—the one that haunted her dreams every night—her delicate frame trembled slightly. She immediately turned to look at him, confirming she wasn’t dreaming before lowering her head again.
"Ye... Ye Feng, I'm sorry..."
"You really don’t care about your own health at all, do you? Why let yourself end up like this? Your body is your own, and in the end, you’re the one who gets hurt."
"I... I know I was wrong..."
From the very beginning, Li Mucheng’s responses to Ye Feng were nothing but apologies, no matter what he said.
Realizing he couldn’t communicate properly with her, Ye Feng sighed helplessly. "I’ve already informed Ah Fu. He’ll be back soon. When he arrives, go back with him. Don’t let something like today happen again."
"No!"
Something in Ye Feng’s tone gave Li Mucheng the unsettling feeling that if they parted now, she might never see him again. Her emotions suddenly spiraled out of control.
"No! Don’t abandon me! Please, Ye Feng... I’m sorry. My selfishness caused you irreparable harm. I’m truly... truly sorry..."
As she spoke, her entire body began to convulse unnaturally. The grief in her heart had reached its limit. Seeing this, Ye Feng had no idea what was happening to her. Just as he was about to call for a doctor, Li Mucheng suddenly burst into manic laughter.
"Mine... mine... Teacher, you belong only to me. No matter what... no matter what happens! You can’t leave me! Stay with me forever... forever!"
"Li Mucheng?"
As Ye Feng moved to restrain her, Li Mucheng’s body trembled again. She clutched her head with both hands, shaking it violently, then gritted her teeth and spoke to him.
"Ye... Ye Feng... run! She... she’s coming again... I don’t... don’t want to hurt you anymore. Please, just go! Leave me here alone."
"Guh... No, no escaping! Teacher, you can’t run! As long as you’re in this world, I’ll chase you... chase you forever! Until we return to that place full of memories."
Had Li Mucheng’s mind truly snapped?
Ye Feng stared in disbelief as she pushed him away with one hand while clutching his sleeve with the other, pulling him back. It was a scene he’d never witnessed before.
"Go! Ye—"
Just as Li Mucheng mustered all her strength to shove him, her arms suddenly went limp. Within seconds, her tone shifted entirely.
"Hah... hahaha... Teacher, I’ve finally caught you~"
"!!!"
A grotesque smile twisted Li Mucheng’s face. Her once-soft eyes turned dull, as if shrouded by thick, dark clouds, seeing nothing.
"Li Mucheng, you—"
Before Ye Feng could even urge her to calm down, she grabbed the IV stand beside the bed and hurled it at him.
This time, Ye Feng wasn’t weakened by drugs like before. He dodged effortlessly, then swiftly sidestepped and seized her wrist, trying to pin her down.
Li Mucheng knew she couldn’t overpower him with strength alone. She opened her mouth and sank her teeth into his arm.
"Tch!"
Ye Feng hissed in pain but kept pressing her wrist down, using his other hand to grab the bedsheet and wrap it around her, pushing her back onto the bed.
"Ghk!"
A sharp sting shot through his arm. When he looked down, he saw teeth marks, blood already welling up.
Just as he prepared to force her into submission, the metallic taste of blood in Li Mucheng’s mouth seemed to clear her vision. Her pupils shrank as she took in the scene before her, and her body went slack.
Slowly, she released his arm, staring at Ye Feng in horror.
"Ye... Ye Feng... what... what have I done...?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" he replied flatly.
"I... I hurt you again... I swore I’d apologize properly... Why did it end like this...?"
Li Mucheng collapsed weakly onto the bed, her gaze unfocused, her expression utterly desolate, as if she’d shut herself off from the world.
Ye Feng glanced at the bite mark on his arm, then back at the motionless girl, his thoughts tangled.
What exactly was wrong with Li Mucheng...?
"Tch."
He exhaled heavily, wiping the blood from his arm before stepping closer to her. His voice softened with concern.
"Li Mucheng, how are you? Feeling better now?"
"Me... are you... asking me?"
Hearing his voice, Li Mucheng had assumed he’d leave her side for good. Yet here he was, speaking to her with such care.
This must be a dream. It has to be. I’ve already lost him—the teacher who patiently guided me all this time.
"Li Mucheng?"
Only when Ye Feng called her name again did the haze in her eyes begin to clear.
"Ye Feng... you... you didn’t leave?"
"Leave? Where would I go?"
"No, that’s not... I mean... you’re not abandoning me?"
"Abandon you? Why would I? Right now, your mental state is unstable. You need further evaluation. Until Ah Fu arrives, I’ll stay. Try to keep your emotions in check, okay? If you feel unwell, tell me immediately."
"......"
Tears welled in Li Mucheng’s eyes as she listened, spilling over in an unstoppable flood.
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?"
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?"
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
