"Ye Feng, you should eat more of this too. I learned a lot from the masters when I was at Mu Cheng’s estate!"
With that, Xie Yuyan placed a piece of beef into Ye Feng’s bowl, her eyes brimming with anticipation as she watched for his reaction.
"Okay... thank you, Yuyan."
Ye Feng swallowed hard, feeling the weight of their intense gazes. He pursed his lips, suddenly unsure whether to eat the beef or the spare ribs first.
As he glanced sideways, hoping to distract himself from the awkwardness, he noticed that both Shen Mengli and Xie Yuyan were still fixated on his bowl. Clearly, tonight’s dinner wasn’t going to be a relaxed affair.
While watching Ye Feng, Xie Yuyan and Shen Mengli’s eyes inadvertently met. The brief exchange carried a faint trace of tension, as if an unspoken challenge had passed between them.
But what no one expected was for Ye Feng to pick up both the beef and the spare ribs at the same time with his chopsticks. Under their stunned gazes, he stuffed them into his mouth.
"Well? Are you both satisfied now?"
Ye Feng shot them a triumphant look, secretly proud of his quick thinking. However, before he could even spit out the bone, he looked down to find his bowl already piled high with more beef and ribs.
"......"
After an exhausting effort to finish the meal, Ye Feng slumped in his chair, clutching his stomach. He had never imagined eating could be so draining.
"Xiao Feng, make sure to stay safe on your way, okay?"
Shen Mengli, who had been helping Xie Yuyan clean up, dried her hands and walked over to Ye Feng. She gently massaged his head from behind.
"Don’t worry, Mengli. It’s really nothing serious. Just... please don’t make me eat so much next time. My stomach feels numb now..."
"Heh..."
Shen Mengli giggled sheepishly, unsure why she had acted so impulsively. Fortunately, both she and Xie Yuyan had realized they’d gotten a bit too carried away and toned it down afterward.
"I understand."
"Mmm... alright, Mengli. It’s about time for me to leave. The sooner I go, the sooner you two can stop worrying."
After resting for a moment, Ye Feng stood up and turned to face Shen Mengli, who was clearly concerned for him. He reached out and patted her head lightly.
"Be good and wait for me at home, okay?"
"Okay. Stay safe on the road, Xiao Feng~"
"Mm."
After saying goodbye to Shen Mengli, Ye Feng approached Xie Yuyan, who was still tidying up in the kitchen. Xie Yuyan noticed his presence immediately, her heart fluttering with excitement at his approach.
"Yuyan?"
Ye Feng stepped closer, taking the cloth from her hands before she could react. He then moved to the sink and began meticulously wiping down the counter.
"Ye Feng, what are you doing? I can handle this myself!"
Realizing he was trying to help, Xie Yuyan reached out to snatch the cloth back, but Ye Feng’s sharp glance stopped her in her tracks.
"Yuyan, take a break. You’ve been working hard all night. Let me take care of the rest."
"Ye Feng..."
"Yuyan, trust me, okay?"
"Of course I trust you... but I’m scared."
With that, Xie Yuyan threw herself into Ye Feng’s arms, her small hands clutching his waist tightly as she basked in his warmth. Meanwhile, Shen Mengli, standing behind Ye Feng, caught sight of Xie Yuyan discreetly slipping a small black device onto him.
"......"
"O-okay... Ye Feng, you should go now. I’ll wait for you at home, just like Mengli."
Seeing that Xie Yuyan seemed reassured, Ye Feng gently pulled away from her embrace. Just then, his phone rang, reminding him it was time to leave.
"That’s my cue. I’ll be back soon. If anything comes up, just call me, alright?"
"Mm."
They nodded in unison, escorting him to the door. As they watched his retreating figure, Shen Mengli finally closed the door behind him.
"Xie Yuyan, earlier you..."
"I placed a tracking device on Ye Feng. It’ll make it easier to monitor his location."
After Xie Yuyan’s explanation, Shen Mengli finally understood.
"I see... but where did you get this device?"
"Well... Mu Cheng gave it to me."
"Eh? Mu Cheng?"
"Yes. Back then, we were planning how to find Ye Feng, so we prepared a lot of things. I never thought it’d come in handy now."
"Oh... so what do we do next?"
Xie Yuyan handed Shen Mengli a phone. "This has an app that tracks Ye Feng’s location in real time. If anything happens or if there’s anything you need to relay, contact me through this. I’ll be carrying a portable communication device, so you can reach me through its signal too."
With that, Xie Yuyan hurried to the balcony. Once she saw Ye Feng exit the apartment building, she quickly made her way out.
"Alright... stay safe, Yuyan..."
Left alone in the room, Shen Mengli slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. Staring at the signal on the phone, her heart swelled with worry for Ye Feng and Xie Yuyan. She murmured softly, "I hope nothing goes wrong this time..."
Meanwhile, as Ye Feng reached the street, he spotted Ah Fu waiting for him.
"Ye Feng, you’re finally here. President Li has been expecting you. Hurry and get in."
"Ah Fu? Wait!"
Just as Ah Fu was about to open the car door, Ye Feng stopped him.
"Do you know why President Li wants to talk to me?"
"I’m not sure. He suddenly decided today that he wanted to meet with you. But my guess is it’s probably about the young miss."
"About Mu Cheng?"
"Yes. But that’s just my assumption. You’ll have to hear it from President Li himself when we arrive."
"Then... alright."
Ye Feng nodded blankly and finally got into the car. Whatever awaited him, he was ready. This time, he wouldn’t let things spiral out of control like before.
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.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
