"Seeeeeee~ sooooo~!"
Shen Mengli sat in front of Ye Feng, staring at him intently while wearing only a thin nightgown, her lips pouting slightly.
"You have to tell me every single detail about the reward the system gave you!"
"Alright, alright. But Mengli, get under the blankets first. The temperature drops at night—you’ll catch a cold."
Ye Feng quickly stretched out his arm and pulled Shen Mengli back into his embrace. She didn’t resist, nestling contentedly against his chest.
"Wait, let me check first..."
As Ye Feng gradually relaxed his focus, his attention shifted to the system panel in his mind.
Upon opening the reward sent by the system, the first thing that caught his eye was their old friend—lifespan time.
Of course, it’s this again...
Seeing the meager amount of time granted by the system, Ye Feng quickly moved past it and turned his attention to the next reward.
But the moment he saw the second reward, his entire body froze as if he had stumbled upon something extraordinary.
Shen Mengli, who had been watching him closely, immediately noticed the change and softly called his name.
"Feng... Feng? Are you okay?"
"......"
Her only response was silence, which only deepened her concern. Even when Ye Feng was usually lost in the system, he would still react to her voice.
"Feng! Feng, wake up!"
She shook his shoulders repeatedly, trying to snap him out of it through sheer physical force, but to no avail.
After several failed attempts, Shen Mengli was about to leave the room to seek help when a large hand suddenly rested on top of her head.
"!!!"
Her body trembled slightly before she immediately turned to look at Ye Feng. Sure enough, his attention had returned to reality.
"Feng... are you alright?" she murmured.
"I’m fine, Mengli. Sorry for worrying you."
Ye Feng tightened his embrace around her and took a deep breath.
"The reason I was so shocked is because the reward the system gave me this time is... a little different from usual."
"What is it?"
"Uh... well..."
Seeing him hesitate, Shen Mengli’s curiosity only grew stronger.
"Feng, just tell me the secret~"
Her sweet, coquettish voice whispered in his ear, and after an internal struggle, Ye Feng finally nodded.
"It’s nothing too crazy. It’s just... something related to you."
"Me... us? Related to us?"
His vague answer only fueled her curiosity further. After all, every item Ye Feng had produced so far had been nothing short of miraculous.
"Yeah... it’s this."
With that, a small white pill materialized in Ye Feng’s hand, instantly capturing Shen Mengli’s attention.
"A pill? What does it do?"
"Well..."
After a brief pause, Ye Feng explained.
"This pill can temporarily boost endurance and greatly improve physical health. But it has a side effect."
"A side effect? What kind?"
"It... um... amplifies desires."
"......"
That’s the side effect?
Just as Shen Mengli reached out to take the pill for a closer look, it suddenly vanished from Ye Feng’s palm—clearly, he had withdrawn it.
A flicker of disappointment crossed her face, but she quickly composed herself.
"So... besides this little miracle pill, is there anything else?"
"There is, but this one’s more personal to me."
Ye Feng then produced a crimson rose from his hand.
"Huh? What’s this...?"
"It’s called a Lucky Rose. If I crush it, I’ll gain a massive charm boost for a short time. But honestly, I don’t see much use for it."
"......"
A long silence followed. If not for the fact that Shen Mengli was still staring intently at him, Ye Feng would have thought she’d fallen asleep.
"Men—"
Before he could finish, Shen Mengli cut him off.
"I want to see."
"Huh?"
"I want to see it!"
She clenched her fists, her bright eyes locked onto him without blinking.
"O-okay, fine."
Under the pressure of her gaze, Ye Feng finally activated the rose’s effect.
It’s just a charm-boosting rose—what could go wrong?
As he used the item, the rose in his hand gradually shattered into fragments before disappearing completely.
"That’s... it?"
Ye Feng flexed his fingers, feeling no different, then glanced at Shen Mengli.
"Mengli, do I look any different? I don’t feel a thing."
"......"
"Mengli?"
Her eyes were vacant, as if she had turned to stone. Ye Feng waved a hand in front of her face, but she remained motionless, her crimson gaze still fixed on him.
What’s wrong with her? Why isn’t she reacting?
Wait a minute...
Suddenly, Ye Feng noticed something unusual.
Why does her stare feel... increasingly intense?!
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!"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
