"It's about improving your mental resilience, so that certain things won’t affect your emotions as much."
"Does... does this really work?"
Li Mucheng asked hesitantly. In her heart, she doubted whether Ye Feng's method would actually help her, because whenever it came to matters involving him, she would always take them seriously—it had practically become a habit.
Though Li Mucheng suspected the upcoming exercises might not be useful, she would never refuse Ye Feng's suggestion. She knew full well that he had come up with these ideas for her sake. Besides, just being able to spend time with him was enough to make her happy.
"You won’t know until you try, Mucheng. Don’t be so pessimistic."
"O... okay."
"Then let’s start now—hm?"
Ye Feng suddenly felt a slight tug on the back of his clothes. Turning around, he saw Li Mucheng’s small hand clutching his sleeve. Her movements were delicate, almost cautious.
"Do you have something else to say, Mucheng?"
"Teacher... I... I..."
Li Mucheng stammered for a while, unable to voice her thoughts. Only under Ye Feng’s encouraging gaze did she finally speak.
"If... if during our lessons, I ever do something bad to you, I hope you’ll stop me right away! I would never intentionally hurt you."
"I... I understand. Mucheng, if you have any concerns, you can just say them outright. I’ll correct you if anything happens, but there’s one thing I need to make clear first."
"O-okay! I’ll agree to anything!"
"Hey, hey! I haven’t even said what it is yet. Why are you in such a hurry to agree?"
"Whatever Teacher says, I’ll accept!"
"I’m not asking you to blindly obey... Ah, never mind."
Ye Feng knew that no matter what he said now, Li Mucheng would still be this anxious. He understood that she was afraid her uncontrollable alternate personality might harm him, and that was why she acted this way. But he didn’t want her to live like this—he wanted her to realize that life wasn’t about living for others.
"First, Mucheng, you need to understand one thing: you are the master of your own life. You don’t have to change who you are for someone else."
"Teacher, do you mean I should go back to how I was when we first met?"
"Yes—though I’m not referring to the time you threatened me with a knife."
Ye Feng quickly added the reminder, recalling the incident.
"I... I know! I won’t ever be like that again! Please forget about it..."
Li Mucheng pursed her lips stubbornly, clearly unwilling for Ye Feng to bring it up.
"Ahem... Right, right."
Ye Feng coughed awkwardly to brush past the moment before continuing.
"Mucheng, do you have any hobbies? Things you really enjoy, like gardening, sports, reading?"
"Eh? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Li Mucheng looked at him curiously. From the romance novels she’d read, she knew that when someone liked another person, they’d try to learn about their interests to create common ground and grow closer.
"I did say we’re working on your emotional resilience, didn’t I? Doing things you love is one way to cultivate that."
"Oh... I see."
Hearing his explanation, Li Mucheng’s expression dimmed briefly before she quickly lifted her head again. Now wasn’t the time for self-pity. Her gaze drifted to a flowerbed in the distance.
"The thing I like most... is probably attending your lessons..."
"Huh? Lessons don’t count as a hobby. Come on, think of something else—"
"But I really do love them."
Li Mucheng placed her hands gently over her chest, recalling every moment Ye Feng had spent teaching her.
"Whenever you teach me, I always feel this urge to study harder. I know you’re putting in so much effort to help me learn, to protect myself. Every lesson you give me, I cherish. After you leave, I spend the rest of my time going over what you taught, hoping to show you my progress the next time we meet... just so I can hear your praise."
"......"
"Sorry, Teacher... Was that a bad answer? I don’t even know what my interests are. Before I met you... I didn’t care about anything."
"It’s alright, Mucheng."
Just as Li Mucheng thought her response had made Ye Feng uncomfortable, he spoke again.
"Finding your interests takes time. Maybe one day, you’ll discover something you truly love. Until then, let’s search for it together, okay? As long as you don’t give up on yourself, I—as your teacher—won’t give up on you either."
"Teacher..."
Li Mucheng’s worries melted away at his words. Under Ye Feng’s puzzled gaze, she stepped into the flowerbed, plucked a single black rose, and held it gently in her palm. She brought it to her nose, inhaling its fragrance with a soft smile before turning back to Ye Feng.
With both hands, she offered the rose to him.
"Thank you."
A breeze brushed past her cheeks, sending her long, dark hair fluttering. Ye Feng studied her delicate features, reminded of their earliest days together—back when Li Mucheng, just like now, was a girl whose cold exterior hid a warm heart.
"Mucheng."
Ye Feng wouldn’t ruin the moment. In fact, he could see that, with his companionship, she was gradually growing stronger. Given time, she would surely return to her lively self.
"I’ll gladly accept your kindness. And I hope you’ll keep striving in your studies."
As Ye Feng took the rose, Li Mucheng understood the meaning behind his words—he was reaffirming their teacher-student relationship. But to her, that didn’t matter. What mattered was that he had accepted her feelings.
Teacher... No matter what, I’ll protect you. Just being by your side is enough for me...
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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.”
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?"
. 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!"
