"Of course I'll keep my promise with Yu Xin, but at least let's wait until things settle down a bit. Wouldn't it be better if we could fully focus on enjoying the amusement park together?"
No way..." Su Yuxin immediately rejected the idea, her tone laced with a hint of coquetry.
"Please, Brother Ye Feng, just this once, okay? I went through so much trouble to arrange this surprise for you. I don’t want all my efforts to go to waste."
"Yu Xin, that’s not what I meant. I’ll definitely honor my promise to you, but the timing might not be ideal right now."
"Pretty please, Brother Ye Feng? Just say yes this once, okay?"
Hearing the hesitation in Ye Feng’s voice, Su Yuxin quickly turned on the charm, hoping to sway him.
"Well..."
"Don’t worry, Brother Ye Feng, everything will be fine. I even asked my father to assign extra bodyguards. Safety won’t be an issue."
"Sigh... If you insist, Yu Xin, then fine."
After Su Yuxin’s persistent pleading, Ye Feng finally gave in.
"R-really?!"
"Yeah. Since you’re so determined, I can’t keep refusing."
"Hehe, Brother Ye Feng is the best!"
Delighted by his agreement, Su Yuxin’s voice brightened instantly.
"Then it’s settled! Tomorrow, don’t be late!"
"O-okay."
Beep beep beep
As the call ended, Ye Feng stared at his phone in silence for a moment before lowering it slowly. With a resigned sigh, he placed it on the bedside table. Just as he turned his attention to the door, he noticed a pair of deep, dark eyes peering through the crack.
"Mu... Mu Cheng?!"
Ye Feng called out tentatively, and sure enough, the door creaked open to reveal Li Mucheng standing there calmly.
"Teacher."
Seeing her neatly dressed, Ye Feng walked over and gently patted her head. "Did you hear everything just now?"
"Yes..."
Li Mucheng nodded without hesitation.
"I’m sorry, Mu Cheng. This was a promise I made to Su Yuxin a while ago. Just like the promises I’ve made to you, I can’t break it."
"I understand... But the thought of you leaving makes me uneasy. I’m worried about you."
Li Mucheng voiced her feelings openly. With Ye Feng, she never held back—she knew honesty was the only way to keep him close.
"Thank you, Mu Cheng. But don’t worry, I’ll only be gone for half a day. Once I’m done at the amusement park with Yu Xin, I’ll come straight back, okay?"
"Hug..."
Seeing Li Mucheng pout like a child and stretch out her arms, Ye Feng bent down and pulled her into a gentle embrace. "There, there. I’m not leaving you forever—just for a day. And Yu Xin has taken precautions. If Xie Yuyan shows up, they’ll handle it."
Wrapped in his warmth, Li Mucheng’s trembling gradually subsided.
"Sniff... Teacher, I’m scared."
"It’ll be fine. If you’re still worried, how about we prepare something too?"
To reassure her, Ye Feng came up with an idea—he’d let Li Mucheng place a tracking device on him. That way, if anything happened, she could find him.
Hmm, not a bad plan. Though for some reason, I feel a chill down my spine...
"Prepare something? What do you mean, Teacher?"
"Just a backup plan. We should always have one, right?"
"B-backup? R-right now? Isn’t it... a bit too soon?"
Li Mucheng lifted her head from his chest, her calm expression suddenly flustered. She stammered before finally speaking.
"Better now than after I leave, right? Preparation is key—haven’t I taught you that before?"
Faced with his question, Li Mucheng muttered under her breath, "But Teacher never taught me this..."
"Hey! Don’t blame me if you forgot. Guess I’ll have to give you a thorough review now."
"Eep! B-but we haven’t even had breakfast yet! And... I’m still a bit rusty. I’m not mentally prepared... What if you’re not satisfied?"
"You’re already making me unsatisfied! Mu Cheng, what’s going through your head? Hurry up and get ready!"
"Eek... Okay, Teacher. Don’t scold me..."
Like a trembling little duck, Li Mucheng lowered her head and shuffled toward the bed.
"Huh?"
Watching as she drew the curtains and climbed onto his bed, Ye Feng was baffled. She then turned to him with a pitiful look.
"T-Teacher... Isn’t this too fast? I don’t think I’m ready yet..."
"Do you want me to get kidnapped by Xie Yuyan and regret not doing this today?! And why are you on the bed?"
Ye Feng cut her off, utterly confused. Since when do we need closed curtains for a review lesson? It’s not even that sunny outside.
"I... I understand... Then... please be gentle with me, Teacher..."
Biting her lip, Li Mucheng turned away and let the silk scarf slip from her shoulders. As her fingers moved to undo the first button of her blouse, Ye Feng practically leaped across the room to stop her.
"Mu Cheng, what are you doing?!!"
He grabbed her hands, his eyes wide with shock.
"Do you even realize what you’re doing?!"
Li Mucheng tilted her head in confusion. "Isn’t... Isn’t this what you asked me to do?"
"Mu Cheng, you can joke about food, but not about this! When did I ever tell you to do something like this?!"
Ye Feng felt like an entire mountain had just landed on his back. If Li Jing ever found out I made his precious daughter do this, he’d skin me alive and throw me into a vat of boiling oil...
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?"
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?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
