"Brother Ye Feng..."
Just as Ye Feng was about to stand up and leave, Su Yuxin's soft murmur reached his ears. Noticing her hesitant grip loosening on his sleeve, he paused and gently asked, "What is it, Yuxin? If there's something on your mind, you can tell me."
Su Yuxin bit her slightly dry lips, her gaze drifting to the side as she whispered, "Do I... annoy you? If you think I'm too clingy, Brother Ye Feng, you can..."
"Yuxin."
Ye Feng spoke her name with warmth, withdrawing his hand only to softly pat her head. His voice remained tender as he reassured her, "I could never dislike you, Yuxin. Nor could I dislike any of you. It's just that everything is still new, and we all need time to adjust—not just me, but you too. This is about finding answers in our own hearts."
"Mmm... I understand. Then, should I walk you out?"
Ye Feng could tell Su Yuxin was struggling with insecurity, her actions all aimed at deepening their bond. He noticed how she'd immediately tried to win his affection upon hearing about his feelings. Her cautious yet wholehearted devotion moved him, but he still gently declined.
"Yuxin, your kindness means a lot to me. But I can take care of myself for now. Let's talk more about this later, alright?"
"......"
Su Yuxin lowered her head, unsure how else to support him. She longed for her affection level to reach 100%, like Li Mucheng's, but nothing seemed to work.
"Yuxin."
Seeing her hesitation, Ye Feng reached out, his fingers brushing her cheek, savoring its softness. The touch made her lift her gaze again.
"I won't abandon you. I won't abandon any of you. Trust me, okay?"
"Brother Ye Feng..."
His words and actions eased the unease in her heart, and she finally stepped aside to let him pass.
"I trust you."
"Good. Then, Mucheng, we'll head out now. We can talk more tomorrow."
"Of course, Teacher. Be safe on your way."
With a nod, Ye Feng took Shen Mengli's hand and turned toward the door. But after a few steps, he glanced back at Xie Yuyan, who stood silently by the sofa, watching him.
Feeling his gaze, Xie Yuyan quickly averted her eyes. She'd assumed he'd leave with Shen Mengli and had even thought of seeing them off, but his sudden attention startled her. For some reason, she avoided his eyes, a flicker of anticipation stirring in her chest.
"Mengli, I..."
Ye Feng leaned down to whisper to Shen Mengli, but she cut him off with a soft smile.
"It's alright, Xiao Feng. Just do what you want to do. I'll always support you~"
She even gave him an encouraging little fist pump.
"Mengli..."
"Go on, hurry! Don't keep Xie Yuyan waiting."
"Alright..."
Once Shen Mengli released his hand, Ye Feng walked over to Xie Yuyan and called her name softly.
"Yuyan."
"!!!"
Xie Yuyan stiffened, her lashes fluttering in surprise. Words tangled on her tongue as she stammered, "Wh-what is it, Ye Feng? Did I... do something wrong?"
"Hah? What nonsense are you spouting? You seem perfectly happy staying with Mucheng."
"H-happy...?"
"Oh? Then maybe you should just stay here with her."
"Eh?"
Xie Yuyan's head snapped up, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"Ye Feng... what did you just say?"
"You said you like it here with Mucheng. I was going to ask you to come back with me, but I guess that's unnecessary now."
"N-no! I... I want to go back with you!"
"Oh? But didn’t you just say Mucheng’s place suits you?"
"Th-that’s not true at all!"
Her voice rose in agitation, her thoughts scattering. Panic set in—if she didn’t speak up now, he might really leave.
"It’s not good! Not at all! Staying with Mucheng, I..."
She nearly shouted but caught herself, realizing it would sound like she was rejecting Li Mucheng’s kindness. Just as she floundered, Ye Feng took her hand firmly in his.
"Alright, I know what you mean. I was just teasing you. I never thought the usually sharp and composed Xie Yuyan could get so flustered."
"I... I..."
"Come on, let’s go home. It’s time you returned to your own place."
"Ye Feng..."
Touched, she nodded, gripping his hand tightly. After exchanging a glance with Li Mucheng, she walked with Ye Feng toward the door.
Shen Mengli skipped over to join them on Ye Feng’s other side. After bidding farewell to Su Yuxin and Li Mucheng, the three gradually disappeared beyond the estate gates, leaving only Su Yuxin and Li Mucheng behind.
"Today was a good start. I hope things stay this way."
Li Mucheng shook off her melancholy. Though parting with Ye Feng had dampened her spirits, remembering how he’d still cared for her feelings before leaving lifted her mood. She turned to Su Yuxin, who stood awkwardly, unsure what to do.
"Yuxin, any plans for now?"
"I... I don’t know. I guess I should just go home..."
"Home? Is there something urgent?"
"N-no, it’s just... without Brother Ye Feng, I don’t know what to do."
"Then why not stay here tonight? We can watch horror movies like we used to~"
"Like before... R-really?"
"Of course. So, will you?"
"I will!"
Unbeknownst to Ye Feng, this incident had nudged everyone toward brighter perspectives—even the two who’d once been at odds now seemed to have rekindled their old closeness.
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?"
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)
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.”
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?"
