"Mu... Mu Cheng, are you sure we're staying here?"
Ye Feng stared wide-eyed at the sprawling countryside estate before him, barely able to believe his eyes.
The lush green lawns lining the path merged seamlessly with the azure sky, forming a scene straight out of a painting. Not just Ye Feng, but even the other girls couldn't help but gasp at the breathtaking view.
"Mu Cheng! How on earth did you find this place..."
Su Yuxin walked up to Li Mucheng in astonishment, her face filled with disbelief as she looked at her.
"It wasn't me who found it," Li Mucheng replied calmly, stepping closer to Ye Feng and fixing her deep, soulful eyes on him.
"I actually prepared this estate a long time ago. I just brought you here today, Teacher."
"Prepared it long ago?"
Ye Feng repeated her words, as if something suddenly dawned on him.
"Teacher, do you remember when you shared your life goals with me?"
"Mu Cheng, are you talking about back when I was teaching you?"
"Mhm! Ever since I heard your dreams, I've been preparing this countryside life you've always wanted. I knew it would come in handy someday!"
Li Mucheng placed a hand over her chest, feeling her heart race as she spoke from the depths of her heart.
"Back then, what I truly hoped for was to live happily with you, Teacher. But looking back now, I’d say I succeeded~"
"Mu Cheng... So you've always..."
Deeply moved by her words, Ye Feng stepped forward and pulled Li Mucheng into a tight embrace.
"Thank you, Mu Cheng... Thank you so much..."
"I should be the one thanking you, Teacher. But I’ll graciously accept your gratitude~"
With that, Li Mucheng nuzzled her head affectionately against Ye Feng’s chest.
"Teacher, I’ll stay by your side forever."
......
The others, witnessing this heartwarming moment, didn’t dare disrupt the atmosphere and simply watched in silence.
"Ugh... I can’t believe Mu Cheng prepared such a huge surprise for Brother Ye Feng! And here I thought we were close—I didn’t even know about it!"
Su Yuxin stomped her foot in frustration before sidling up to Shen Mengli and whispering in her ear.
"Mengli, don’t you agree?"
"Hmm..."
After a brief pause, Shen Mengli responded softly.
"Well... As long as Xiao Feng is happy. Besides... She’s not the only one who prepared something for him."
"Prepared something? What do you mean?"
Instead of answering directly, Shen Mengli slowly turned her gaze toward Xie Yuyan, who had been standing silently nearby.
"Xie Yuyan? She also got a gift for Brother Ye Feng?!"
"Well... It’s not exactly a gift, but... maybe it is."
Shen Mengli stumbled over her words, her fair cheeks flushing bright red as she spoke.
"Huh? What does that even mean?"
Utterly confused, Su Yuxin couldn’t make sense of Shen Mengli’s cryptic response. But noticing how her eyes lingered on Xie Yuyan, she figured the answer must lie with her.
"Yu... Yuyan?"
As Su Yuxin approached Xie Yuyan from Shen Mengli’s side, the latter narrowed her eyes in puzzlement.
"What’s wrong? Is there something you want to ask?"
"Well, there is something I’d like to know..."
Seeing Su Yuxin hesitate, Xie Yuyan grew even more curious.
"Come on, Yuxin, just say it. I won’t bite."
"Umm..."
Under Xie Yuyan’s questioning gaze, Su Yuxin finally blurted out shyly:
"Yuyan, what kind of gift did you prepare for Brother Ye Feng?"
"Gift? What gift?"
"Don’t play dumb now! Mengli already told me everything."
"Hah?"
Completely lost, Xie Yuyan was about to turn and ask Shen Mengli when she suddenly seemed to realize something and nodded.
"Ohhh... So that’s what this is about. But Yuxin, are you sure you want to see it?"
"Yes! I want to see!"
Eager to learn more about what Ye Feng might like, Su Yuxin immediately agreed. Following Xie Yuyan’s gaze, she looked toward the car’s trunk.
"Yuyan, did you put it in the trunk?"
"Yep. No point hiding it now—it’ll come in handy anyway."
"Fair enough. I’ll go take a look then~"
Su Yuxin cheerfully skipped toward the car, while Xie Yuyan and Shen Mengli watched her go.
But the moment the trunk opened, Su Yuxin’s excited expression froze, her cheerful demeanor instantly replaced by sheer horror.
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"Th-this... This is... is..."
The sight before her made the usually lively girl tremble uncontrollably, as if she’d just witnessed something terrifying.
"Oh?"
A mischievous glint flashed in Xie Yuyan’s eyes as she sauntered over and leaned in close to Su Yuxin’s ear.
"What’s wrong, Yuxin? Weren’t you just dying to see what I prepared? Why the sudden change of heart?"
"I... I..."
Su Yuxin’s long twin-tails whipped through the air as she shook her head violently like a rattle-drum.
"I just wanted to know how to make Brother Ye Feng like my gifts, not... not this!"
She pointed accusingly at the trunk, now filled to the brim with small balloons, before covering her eyes in embarrassment.
"AAAHHH!!!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
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?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
