After some playful banter with Shen Mengli, Ye Feng stepped outside under the pretext of wanting some fresh air. Gazing at the dazzling night sky, his mood was gently soothed.
"Indeed, taking in such serene scenery always lifts the spirits," he mused.
Unconsciously, fragments of memories with the girls he knew flashed through his mind. To say these recollections weren’t beautiful would be a lie.
Whenever he was with them, he could genuinely feel their affection and goodwill toward him. He understood their feelings, yet he had always attributed their behavior to the influence of the system. But now, it seemed the reason lay within himself.
"Ah..."
Just as Ye Feng heaved a heavy sigh, a pair of delicate hands slipped around his waist from behind, pulling him into an embrace. Warmth radiated against his back.
"Mengli?"
"Xiao Feng."
Shen Mengli softly called his name before stepping in front of him, her captivating eyes locking onto his with an irresistible allure.
"Don’t sigh, okay? I’m here for you."
"Sigh... sighing?"
"Mhm. I heard it just now—the quiet sigh you let out. I don’t know what’s troubling you, but I’ll stay by your side."
"You’re overthinking it, Mengli. I sighed because I only just realized the truth of things. If I’d known sooner, I would’ve made things clearer with them."
"That’s not allowed!"
To his surprise, Shen Mengli shook her head in disagreement, pouting with dissatisfaction.
"If none of this had happened, I wouldn’t have gotten to have you, Xiao Feng. I’m being selfish here!"
"Alright, alright. You and your little schemes."
Ye Feng reached out and lightly tapped the tip of her nose. Just as he was about to lead her back inside, Shen Mengli suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Mengli?"
"X-Xiao Feng..."
Her lips were bitten, her expression shy and hesitant, her gaze stirring something deep within him.
"What’s wrong, Mengli?"
"I’ve been poisoned."
She lowered her head and spoke softly.
"Poisoned?! How? Was the food not properly cleaned?"
His heart clenched, but before he could ask further, Shen Mengli continued, "It’s true! Here, see for yourself!"
With that, she wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes, and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Huh? Mengli, you said you were poisoned, but then you kissed me?"
"Because the only antidote is you, Xiao Feng."
Her clear voice rang through the quiet mountain forest, leaving Ye Feng momentarily speechless.
After what felt like an eternity, Shen Mengli gradually loosened her embrace and instead turned toward the cabin.
"I’ll be waiting inside for the antidote. Otherwise, I might really succumb to the poison. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to see me suffering, right~?"
"Mengli, you—"
Ye Feng tried to call her back, but she had already darted inside with surprising speed. Even more tellingly, she made sure to turn off the lights in the room. There was no mistaking what she meant by "antidote."
"......"
Ye Feng took a deep breath, an inexplicable scene flashing through his mind.
He imagined himself as a general charging into battle, facing an overwhelming army. For the sake of his loved ones and the country he cherished, there was only one thought in his heart—
Fight!
"Thinking of it like that... feels a bit strange, doesn’t it?"
The moment he stepped into the cabin, a pair of dazzling crimson eyes met his from the bedside. No matter how hard he tried to resist locking gazes with Shen Mengli, his emotions ultimately overpowered his reason.
"Xiao Feng."
She called his name softly, stepping closer until she stood before him.
"I feel like I’ve changed in such a strange way..."
"Changed? What do you mean, Mengli?"
"I don’t know how to explain it. Ever since we... got closer, it’s like I’ve become obsessed. Every time, I can’t control these feelings inside me."
"Uh... maybe it’s just instinct acting up. That’s why you need stronger willpower, Mengli."
"Of course I know that, but I’ve tried and it doesn’t work."
Shen Mengli pressed against his chest, her face flushed as she spoke.
"The poison you carry is too potent, Xiao Feng. It doesn’t give me a chance to stay rational. When I’m with you, I’m like... like a soulless shell, blindly following orders."
"It’s not that exaggerated, Mengli. You make it sound like a sci-fi movie."
"It’s true!"
She huffed and shot him a playful glare before looping her arms around his neck.
"If you don’t believe me... why don’t you let yourself go just once?"
"Let myself go?!"
"Mhm. Don’t hold back for my sake."
"That... that’s impossible! Mengli, have you forgotten what happened last time? You fainted. Your safety will always come first for me."
"Mm... fine then."
Hearing his concern, Shen Mengli abandoned the idea. She knew Ye Feng would never indulge her like that. Yet, warmth swelled in her heart, sending a shiver through her body. Unable to resist, she leaned in and captured his lips in a kiss.
"Mmm... ♡"
"X-Xiao Feng, I’ll work hard! One day, I’ll surpass you!"
"Alright, we’ll see about that?"
"Mmm♡"
......
As the mountain breeze rustled through the trees, the tranquil forest filled with the whisper of leaves. Amidst the natural symphony, another melody intertwined—soft, intimate, and harmonious.
"X-Xiao Feng... I’m sorry..."
Shen Mengli’s breathy voice pulled Ye Feng back to his senses.
Looking down at her lying on the bed, her delicate form glistening with sweat, Ye Feng swallowed hard, as if wrestling with a difficult decision.
"Guh..."
After exhaling a heated breath, he carefully lay down beside her, pulling the covers over her shoulders.
"Sorry, Mengli. I might’ve gone a little overboard."
"N-Not at all."
One hand resting on her heaving chest, Shen Mengli—though visibly exhausted—still mustered her brightest smile for him.
"Being with you makes me happy, Xiao Feng. In every way—body and soul."
"I know my current self is still too weak for you..."
"But if I don’t improve, I’ll never keep up with you!"
Suddenly, a determined light flashed in her eyes as she locked her gaze onto his.
"Xiao Feng! I want to grow stronger—so badly!"

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?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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)