Ye Feng initially thought Shen Mengli would pull away from his embrace when she couldn’t catch her breath, but to his surprise, she made no move to do so. Instead, she continued kissing his lips fervently until he noticed her pupils beginning to lose focus. Alarmed, he quickly withdrew his face from hers.
"Haah... huff... haah..."
As soon as Ye Feng pulled back, Shen Mengli gasped for air, her body instinctively reacting to the lack of oxygen. It was clear that if he hadn’t intervened, she might have passed out from suffocation.
"Mm... Xiao... Xiao Feng..."
Her eyes dazed, Shen Mengli gazed up at Ye Feng, who was still holding her, and pressed herself against him again, as if she were a boneless creature clinging to him.
"Mengli, you nearly scared me to death."
Ye Feng didn’t scold her harshly for her actions. Instead, he gently tapped her forehead and brushed away the stray hairs clinging to her face.
"Can you tell me why you did that? And I’m pretty sure I locked the door to my room."
"......"
At his words, Shen Mengli’s body stiffened slightly before she buried her face into the crook of his neck, nestling there comfortably before finally speaking in a soft voice.
"W-well... it’s because I had a key."
"A key?"
Ye Feng blinked in surprise, then realization dawned on him as he recalled what had just happened.
"Did Mu Cheng give it to you?"
"Mhm..."
Shen Mengli nodded meekly, pressing a light kiss against his neck.
"I like you..."
"Cough..."
Her adorable demeanor tested even Ye Feng’s formidable self-control, stirring a greedy desire within him. Suppressing his urges, he gently stroked her hair.
"Mengli, what exactly did you and Mu Cheng talk about?"
"Mmm..."
Shen Mengli closed her eyes, savoring his touch. Just being this close to him was enough to satisfy her—but a mischievous thought slowly crept into her mind.
"Well~ I could tell you... but since you want to know our little secret, you’ll have to put in some effort first~"
"What do you mean...?"
"You know better than me, Xiao Feng. If you want valuable information, you’ll need to offer something of equal value in return, right?"
"Oh?"
Noticing how Shen Mengli was deliberately coaxing out the desires he had tried so hard to suppress, Ye Feng finally gave in. Letting his impulses take over, he quietly wrapped an arm around her waist and brought his lips close to her ear, whispering:
"Then, Mengli... what exactly is the ‘price’ you want?"
"That depends~ on how well you perform~"
With that, Shen Mengli slowly slipped out of his embrace and reached behind his pillow, pulling out a small square packet.
"?!"
Ye Feng stared blankly at the item in her hand before glancing back at his pillow in disbelief.
This girl... why is she carrying something like this around? Did she plan for this to happen?
"Well... we shouldn’t waste time, Xiao Feng. Who knows? I might just forget what I know if we wait too long~"
"You little... Mengli, today I’ll have to teach you a lesson—"
Before he could finish, Shen Mengli suddenly pressed the packet into his hands, then lay down beside him, her earlier boldness completely gone.
"Huh? Mengli, you...?"
Seeing her suddenly so meek, Ye Feng hesitated, wondering if he had done something to upset her.
"X-Xiao Feng..."
Shen Mengli spoke in a tiny voice, barely audible.
"I just wanted to... make you happy earlier. But my body isn’t as strong as Yu Yan’s, so... could you be a little gentler with me? If anyone found out I couldn’t even get out of bed afterward... I’d be so embarrassed..."
Understanding her intentions now, Ye Feng tenderly brushed aside her bangs and placed a soft kiss on her flawless forehead.
"Alright, I understand. I’ll be gentle this time. But..." His voice took on a teasing lilt. "Since you were so mischievous earlier, I’ll have to punish you a little too~"
"P-punish? What kind of punishment...?"
Shen Mengli instinctively covered her chest with her hands, her crimson eyes fixed nervously on him.
"Well..."
Ye Feng paused, then leaned in close to her ear and whispered a few words. Instantly, Shen Mengli’s fair skin flushed a deep red, her face burning as if about to burst.
"......"
"Hmm? Mengli, you don’t want to?"
Ye Feng watched her squirm under his teasing with amusement.
After a long silence, Shen Mengli finally parted her rosy lips and spoke in a voice so faint it was almost inaudible.
"M-mas... ter... p-please... be gentle..."
"Sorry? I didn’t quite catch that~"
"Waaah... Xiao Feng, you’re bullying me...!"
Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Shen Mengli’s eyes welled up with tears.
"Ah—w-wait! I’m sorry, Mengli, I didn’t mean to—"
Just as Ye Feng began to apologize, something unexpected happened. Shen Mengli suddenly flipped over, pinning him beneath her. Taking a deep breath, she mustered all her courage and stared straight into his eyes before blurting out in a flustered, trembling voice:
"M-mas... ter... p-please... be gentle with Mengli...!"
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?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
