"Alright, Mengli, it's okay."
Ye Feng held the injured Shen Mengli tightly in his arms, his heart aching as he watched her tear-streaked face.
"Why go through all this trouble? I never want you to be unhappy for any reason. To me, living a peaceful, simple life together is more than enough."
"Wuu..."
Shen Mengli nuzzled against Ye Feng's chest, her voice soft and pleading.
"I just wanted to prove that I can do just as much for you as they can!"
"Mengli, you shouldn’t think like that."
Ye Feng gently patted her back, breathing in the delicate fragrance of her hair.
"You’ve already done so much for me. If it weren’t for you, I might have died in that river long ago. Isn’t the fact that you saved my life enough?"
"I... I didn’t mean it like that."
Shen Mengli tugged at Ye Feng’s collar and lightly thumped his chest in frustration. She couldn’t tell if he was pretending not to understand or if he truly missed the meaning behind her words.
"Honestly... Must I spell it out for you? You’re so mean, Xiao Feng..."
"Mengli, you mean...?"
"I mean I want to satisfy you, Xiao Feng! In every way—physically and emotionally!"
Shen Mengli nearly shouted the words, startling Ye Feng with her sudden intensity.
"......"
Hearing such a bold confession, Ye Feng was momentarily speechless. It wasn’t until Shen Mengli pressed a kiss to his cheek that he snapped out of his daze.
"Xiao Feng... I know my body isn’t as strong as those other women’s, but please... don’t hold back with me, okay? This is all I can offer you."
As Ye Feng remained silent, Shen Mengli’s heart clenched as if gripped by an invisible hand, her breath hitching in fear.
"Mengli."
After a long pause, Ye Feng finally spoke, his voice heavy.
"My only wish is to live a good life. I don’t need you to do anything for me. Every day I’ve spent with you has been free of worries—in fact, I’ve cherished every moment. So please, don’t think like this. Having you by my side is more than enough."
"R-Really? Am I truly as good as you say?"
"Of course."
Ye Feng gazed at the fragile Shen Mengli, then leaned down to kiss her forehead, hoping to chase away her doubts with tenderness.
"Who wouldn’t adore someone as sweet as you? Isn’t that right, my lifesaver?"
"Lifesaver..."
At the nickname, Shen Mengli’s face flushed bright red. Feeling Ye Feng’s gaze, she quickly covered her cheeks with her hands.
"D-Don’t call me that!"
"Why not? Isn’t that what you are?"
"Wuu..."
As Ye Feng leaned closer, Shen Mengli finally lowered her hands, tilting her head up to meet his eyes with a defiant blush.
"Oh? What are you planning, Mengli?"
"I... I’m going all out!"
With that, she pressed her lips firmly against his.
......
"Teacher..."
Li Mucheng stared at the photo of Ye Feng on her phone, whispering his name over and over.
"Why... Why didn’t you tell me any of this? Did you never trust me? Then why did you keep saying you wanted to atone? What made you act this way?"
Knock knock.
Just as Li Mucheng muttered to herself, a soft rapping came at the door, followed by Xie Yuyan’s voice.
"Li Mucheng, are you asleep?"
Xie Yuyan? Why is she looking for me now?
With that thought, Li Mucheng called out in response, slipping on her slippers before opening the door.
"What is it? Do you have any leads?"
She stepped aside, gesturing for Xie Yuyan to enter.
Once inside, Xie Yuyan retrieved something from her arms.
When Li Mucheng looked closely, she realized it was Ye Feng’s mask.
"Xie Yuyan?"
"I went back and brought this with me. I wanted to return it to you."
Li Mucheng took the mask, murmuring a quiet "Thank you."
"Mhm... If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."
Xie Yuyan turned away, her expression troubled, but before she could step out, Li Mucheng stopped her.
"Wait!"
"What is it?"
"If we find Teacher... what will you do?"
"I... I don’t know."
Xie Yuyan shook her head, her eyes clouded with uncertainty, a far cry from her usual confidence.
"Strangely, now that we might actually find him, I’m afraid to face him. What if he hates me? Everything he’s been through is because of what I did."
"Teacher will forgive you. He’ll accept your apology."
"I hope so."
Xie Yuyan gave a self-deprecating smile. She had already betrayed Ye Feng’s trust twice—who wouldn’t despise her for that?
"Let me know if you find anything. I should get some rest."
Just as she stepped forward, a hand suddenly gripped her wrist. When Xie Yuyan turned back in surprise, she found Li Mucheng smiling gently at her.
"Don’t worry! I’ll help you!"
"Huh? Help me? But... why?"
"Because we’re the same. We met because of Teacher. Don’t you want to uncover his secrets and stand by him?"
"Of course I do... but I..."
"If you’re sincere, Teacher will forgive you. You know what kind of person he is, don’t you?"
"I do... How could I forget? Ye Feng... He’s always been so kind. To me, he’s everything."
"Then it’s settled. We’ll find Teacher together and make things right, okay?"
"Li Mucheng..."
"Just call me Mucheng, alright, Yuyan?"
"......"
Xie Yuyan stared at Li Mucheng, her kindness overwhelming, and suddenly burst into tears.
"I’m... I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!"
"It’s okay. If you want to thank anyone, thank Teacher. Without the kindness he showed us, how could we learn to be kind to others?"
Far away, Ye Feng remained unaware—that among the seeds he had planted in these girls’ hearts, one had blossomed into something called tenderness.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
