“Tea...Teacher!”
Li Mucheng rushed into the room in a panic, calling out Ye Feng’s name as she stood at the doorway.
“I forgot to give something to Ah Fu...”
“Teacher?”
Li Mucheng took a few steps closer and glanced at Ye Feng, who was sound asleep with his eyes closed. She asked softly again, but when Ye Feng still showed no signs of waking up, she turned around and tightly shut the door, locking it with a click.
“Teacher, stop pretending. I know you’re awake.”
Li Mucheng spoke calmly, her eyes fixed on Ye Feng, who was lying on the recliner. After a long while with no movement, she finally felt reassured and walked over without trying to hide her footsteps.
At this moment, Ye Feng was completely unconscious, snoring away on the recliner, unresponsive no matter how Li Mucheng called him.
“Looks like it worked.”
Li Mucheng was overjoyed by Ye Feng’s reaction. She tiptoed to his front and cautiously poked his cheek with her slender fingers.
The teacher’s face is so firm and handsome. I could look at it forever~
The once proud and elegant young lady Li Mucheng now wore an infatuated expression. When she saw Ye Feng’s handsome face, her excitement had reached its peak.
“Teacher... Teacher... Can I touch your face? Since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take that as a yes~”
Li Mucheng’s gaze was hazy as she stared at Ye Feng’s profile, nearly losing herself in her obsession. Just moments ago, she had been somewhat rational, but as soon as her hand caressed Ye Feng’s cheek, her adoration had reached its limit.
“Hey, Teacher~”
Li Mucheng gently stroked Ye Feng’s cheek with her smooth, delicate hand.
“You know, at first, I didn’t like you. I thought you were just a half-baked charlatan. But when you protected me, taught me, and even saved my life, I started liking you more and more.”
Boldly, Li Mucheng lifted her leg and straddled one of Ye Feng’s legs, pressing her entire body against his.
“Ah...”
Li Mucheng let out a soft, enchanting moan, her body trembling slightly as she rested her head on Ye Feng’s shoulder, a blissful expression on her face.
“Teacher... I really, really like being with you like this.”
Once you’ve tasted the fruit, you can never forget it. That’s how it was for Li Mucheng.
Her face rubbed against Ye Feng’s chest, trying to cool down the burning heat on her cheeks.
“Teacher... Teacher’s scent...”
Li Mucheng’s delicate nose kept sniffing Ye Feng’s scent, her pupils gradually losing focus.
At that moment, Ye Feng, who had been lying still, suddenly furrowed his brows and shifted slightly. This made Li Mucheng, who was still on his lap, freeze in place. The air around them seemed to solidify, and everything fell into complete silence.
Fortunately, Ye Feng only moved slightly and showed no signs of waking up. Li Mucheng finally relaxed.
The sudden interruption brought some rationality back to Li Mucheng. She glanced at the clock on the wall and realized it was almost time. She carefully slid off Ye Feng’s body, trying not to make a sound, and only breathed a sigh of relief once she was safely on the ground.
“Phew... Phew... That was close... It’s all your fault for being so tempting, Teacher!”
Li Mucheng pouted as if she were teasing Ye Feng. The sunlight streaming through the window illuminated Ye Feng’s face, highlighting his handsome features. Li Mucheng was so captivated that it took her a while to realize she should sneak a photo as a keepsake.
So, she grabbed her smartphone, which she had left by the bed, and quickly snapped a picture while Ye Feng was still asleep.
“Teacher is becoming more and more mesmerizing. I really wish he could stay asleep like this forever~”
Looking at the “masterpiece” she had just taken, Li Mucheng felt her temperature rising again. But at the same time, Ye Feng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he were about to wake up.
“Hmm... How long have I been asleep? Why does my head feel so heavy...”
Ye Feng gradually opened his eyes, propping his forehead with one hand as he sat up, trying to shake off the discomfort.
“But sleeping in the warm sunlight is truly a luxury. It feels like all the fatigue from the past few days has been swept away.”
Ye Feng stretched as he spoke, but when he sat up and looked around, he noticed Li Mucheng sitting by the bed, looking at her phone.
Oh no! I was supposed to be teaching! Did I sleep for too long? If I get my pay docked, I’m done for!
“Miss... How long was I asleep?”
“Just ten minutes, Teacher. Isn’t that what you said?”
Li Mucheng pretended she had finished playing with her phone, tossed it aside, and stood up to walk over to Ye Feng.
“How are you feeling, Teacher? Better?”
“Yeah, not bad. I even slept so deeply I got a bit disoriented.”
“That’s fine. If you’re well-rested, the quality of your teaching will improve.”
“That’s true, but...”
Ye Feng paused mid-sentence and sniffed the air around him, feeling puzzled.
Why does my shirt smell like the fresh fragrance from Li Mucheng’s room? Could it be that this girl... is just naturally this fragrant? Did I just lie in her room for a bit and end up smelling like her?
“Don’t worry, Teacher. Rest is essential. So... whenever you feel tired, don’t push yourself. I don’t want you to harm your health while teaching me.”
This girl’s personality is really cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Once you get to know her, she’s easy to get along with.
“Alright then, Miss, let’s continue with the lesson.”
After a brief pause, Ye Feng resumed teaching Li Mucheng about anti-surveillance techniques.
“Miss, for example, if I were a stalker, how would you usually observe your surroundings to ensure your safety?”
“You’re a stalker? That’s so... I mean, that’s outrageous!”
Li Mucheng said indignantly.
“No... I’m not a stalker! I’m just giving an example! Just an example!”
“Oh, I see.”
Li Mucheng pursed her lips in disappointment, her mind wandering to the thrilling scenario of Ye Feng secretly following her.
Honestly, Teacher, if you wanted to stalk me, you wouldn’t need to give examples. I’d willingly throw myself into your arms. Why would you even need to stalk me?
Li Mucheng’s mind filled with such thoughts, and she realized she had new material for her dreams tonight.

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?"

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

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.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!