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.

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?"

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?"

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.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)