Li Mucheng only snapped back to reality when she realized she had accidentally spoken her thoughts aloud. Watching Ye Feng turn his head away, pretending nothing had happened, only intensified her flustered embarrassment.
"Ahem..."
Ye Feng feigned a cough and muttered under his breath, "I didn’t hear anything just now."
"You heard everything!!"
Li Mucheng’s face twisted in dismay as she clutched Ye Feng’s clothes, shaking her head vigorously. "Forget it! Teacher, you have to forget all of that!"
"Alright, alright. Who knew you were thinking about such things, Mucheng? Is this what they call ‘silent waters run deep’—mmph!"
Ye Feng’s eyes widened as Li Mucheng suddenly cupped his face and pressed her soft, delicate lips against his.
"Achoo~"
"Mmm..."
Perhaps mindful of Ye Feng’s fiery red lips, Li Mucheng only lingered for a brief moment before pulling away, a silvery thread of saliva briefly connecting them before snapping.
With one hand gently caressing Ye Feng’s cheek, she cooed, "That’s your punishment~"
"What kind of punishment is this?"
Ye Feng shot her an exasperated look, waiting for the tingling in his lips to fade before explaining, "The reason I didn’t let you go out earlier is because you need to mind your appearance. Look at you—hair a mess, wearing pajamas. You don’t look like a young lady at all, more like a little beggar."
"As long as I’m with you, Teacher, I don’t care if I become a beggar~"
"You silly girl..."
Ye Feng lightly tapped her forehead with his finger before nudging her out of his arms.
"Alright, go fix your hair and change your clothes. If anyone sees you like this, they’ll gossip about me corrupting you."
"Who dares?!"
Li Mucheng lifted her chin defiantly. "If anyone badmouths you, I’ll make sure they regret it!"
"Then I’ll be counting on Young Lady Li’s protection?"
"Absolutely."
The two shared a smile before Li Mucheng leaned in again, planting a tender kiss on Ye Feng’s cheek.
"Wait for me."
"Okay."
"No peeking, alright? Though I won’t lock the door~"
"You can leave out that last part."
"Tch~"
As Li Mucheng walked away, Ye Feng moved to tidy the bed—only for his phone to ring abruptly.
Without hesitation, he pulled it from his pocket. His contacts in this world were limited to a handful of acquaintances, and since Shen Mengli still hadn’t been found, he clung to every shred of hope.
The screen displayed Su Yuxin’s name. Though it wasn’t the call he’d hoped for, at least it meant she was safe.
With that thought, he answered.
"Ye Feng, are you there? It’s Yuxin."
"Good morning, Yuxin. Calling so early—is something wrong?"
"Mm..."
A faint rustling noise came through the line before silence returned.
"Can’t I call you if nothing’s wrong?"
"Of course you can. I was just worried about you, that’s all."
"Worried about me..."
Su Yuxin bit her lip, finding no comfort in his words. Ever since learning that Li Mucheng—once estranged from Ye Feng—had not only reconciled with him but grown even closer, her heart had ached unbearably. Nights were plagued by nightmares, leaving her once-radiant face gaunt and weary. Only Ye Feng’s voice brought her any solace.
"Ye Feng, there’s something I want to discuss."
"Go ahead, Yuxin. I’m listening."
"It’s... it’s about tomorrow. Could you go out with me? I’d like to move up our plans."
"Plans?"
At his hesitation, the faint light in Su Yuxin’s emerald eyes dimmed. Her head drooped as she let out a self-deprecating laugh.
Of course... Of course he’d treat it as trivial. To him, I must be nothing more than an afterthought. But... were all those beautiful moments we shared just lies? Even that time in the sewer, when I was kidnapped—was that just part of some scheme?
"Yuxin, you mean the amusement park trip, right?"
Ye Feng’s voice snapped her out of her spiral.
"Huh? Y-Ye Feng, you... you remember?"
"Of course I do. It’s a promise between us, isn’t it?"
"A promise..."
Her eyes stung, and her earlier resentment melted away.
So... he hasn’t forgotten. He does care. It’s all Li Mucheng’s fault! If she hadn’t seduced him, I wouldn’t have resorted to this.
Ye Feng, I’m sorry... I’m only doing this for our future happiness. Please forgive my selfishness. When the time comes, I know you’ll understand.
But Ye Feng’s fleeting warmth couldn’t sway her resolve. Clutching a strawberry plushie, Su Yuxin murmured, "Then... could you go to the amusement park with me tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?! But we agreed on next week, during your break. And with everything going on lately, it’s not safe to go out now."
"Not at all! I’ve taken all kinds of precautions for our date."
"Precautions?"
"Of course. To avoid any unsavory crowds, I’ve rented out the entire park. Tomorrow, it’ll just be you and me."
"Plus, my father has stationed armed guards at every entrance. If there’s any danger, they’ll handle it immediately. So you don’t need to worry at all."
Silence followed her words, so heavy that even a pin drop would’ve echoed.
Su Yuxin sensed Ye Feng’s hesitation—likely searching for a polite refusal. But she wouldn’t give him the chance.
In a fragile, pleading whisper, she asked, "B-Big Brother... is that a no?"
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?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.
