The sound of the torrential rain outside grew louder and louder, drowning out all other subtle noises. The occasional roar of thunder completely robbed Ye Feng of any desire to sleep, despite his initial intention to stay in a light slumber to remain vigilant.
With the storm and other factors at play, Ye Feng decided to stay awake until the rain subsided, wary of Xie Yuyan’s possible arrival. Just as he was about to turn toward the window, an unseen force suddenly pulled back his blanket, and a warm, delicate figure slipped in beside him.
"Wh—"
Ye Feng immediately focused on the shadowy figure in front of him, but the room was too dark to make out who it was. However, as soon as the familiar, sweet fragrance reached him, he knew it was none other than Li Mucheng.
"Teacher."
"Mucheng? Y-you… why are you here?"
The moment her body pressed against his chest, Ye Feng instinctively tried to retreat deeper into the couch. But the space was too cramped, and with Li Mucheng now sharing it, there was nowhere left to move. Before he could react, she wrapped her arms around him with practiced ease.
"Teacher, I’m still so scared… I can’t sleep at all without you."
Her voice trembled faintly in his ear, and with every clap of thunder, her body shivered. Her excuse seemed perfectly reasonable.
"Mucheng, I know the weather is terrible tonight, but trust me—it’ll pass soon. Just hold on a little longer, okay?"
"Okay~"
"Mhm."
"......"
After a brief silence, Ye Feng expected her to return to her own bed. Instead, she clung to him even tighter. The thin fabric of her nightgown left little to the imagination, and their close proximity inevitably led to some awkwardness.
"Um… Mucheng?"
"I’m here, Teacher."
"I said just hold on a little longer."
"Got it."
"......"
Despite his repeated hints, Li Mucheng remained unmoving, leaving Ye Feng at a loss. Just as he was about to speak more directly, she beat him to it.
"Teacher… could you let me be a little selfish tonight? I really… really want to sleep in your arms."
"Mucheng…"
Hearing the exhaustion in his voice, Li Mucheng suddenly loosened her grip and pulled away, her tone filled with remorse.
"I-I’m sorry, Teacher… I didn’t mean to trouble you. I got carried away and forgot about your injury…"
Before she could finish, Ye Feng took a deep breath, abruptly sat up, and pulled her back into his embrace. Caught off guard, Li Mucheng barely had time to blink before she was lifted into his arms.
"Teacher? You—"
"If we’re going to sleep, shouldn’t we at least do it on the bed?"
"Does that mean you’re agreeing to my request?"
Her voice held a mix of surprise and curiosity, but she still wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against his shoulder.
"Would you rather I refuse?"
"Of course not!"
Li Mucheng immediately protested, her cheeks flushing as she murmured under her breath,
"I never want you to refuse. I just want to stay like this with you forever."
"Are you treating me like a sloth mom now? Planning to cling to me indefinitely?"
"Exactly! I’m never letting go~"
She giggled, playfully teasing him. This kind of sweet, intimate moment was everything she had ever dreamed of. Her heart raced like a deer’s, excitement bubbling within her.
As Ye Feng carried her toward the bed, she suddenly remembered something and gently cupped his cheek, earning a curious glance from him.
"Mucheng? What’s this about?"
"Teacher, doesn’t your arm hurt from carrying me? You should put me down. What if your wound reopens?"
"Don’t worry, Mucheng. A little movement won’t hurt it. Besides, the bed is just a few steps away."
With that, he carefully set her down on the mattress.
"Alright, Mucheng. I’ll just go grab my—"
The moment he turned, Li Mucheng seized his wrist and, with surprising strength, yanked him toward her.
"Mu-Mucheng, wait—"
Ye Feng stumbled forward, barely catching himself before he collapsed onto her. His hands braced against the mattress, keeping his weight from crushing her.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself staring directly into hers—deep, obsidian pools that seemed to drown him in their intensity.
"S-sorry, Mucheng, I didn’t mean to— Mmm!"
Before he could explain, she cupped his face and stretched up, pressing her lips against his in a soft, fleeting kiss.
"Mmm… ah…"
Unlike Xie Yuyan’s wild passion, Li Mucheng’s kiss was brief and tender. She then pulled the blanket over both of them, unable to resist pecking his cheek once more.
"Teacher… let’s stay like this tonight, okay?"
"Mucheng… you…"
"Hehe, sorry, Teacher. I couldn’t help myself. I’ll apologize properly tomorrow, alright?"
"Sigh…"
Ye Feng exhaled in resignation. Her actions made it impossible for him to stay upset. Every time he tried to reason with her, she’d just snuggle closer, and before he knew it, he was powerless to refuse.
In the end, he could only mask his flustered embarrassment with three simple words:
"Go to sleep."
"Okay~"
With that, Li Mucheng nestled against his sturdy frame, drifting off with a contented smile. Clearly, recent events had left her more than satisfied.
"Teacher."
"......"
Ye Feng couldn’t shake the feeling that whenever she called him like this, something was about to happen. Still, he waited for her to continue.
"Y-yes?"
"I love you ♡"
After whispering those words, she pressed a final, secretive "goodnight" against his ear and closed her radiant eyes—as if all the love in her heart was sealed within that single moment.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
