"Even though I’ve just become an adult, I’m mentally prepared. But... this is my first time... Brother Ye Feng, could you be gentle with me?"
"......"
Wait, what?
"Yuxin... do you know what you’re saying? What I meant was that you shouldn’t open up your heart to someone you’ve only known for a few days. You always need to be cautious, because even I could be a bad person."
Ye Feng was utterly speechless. How did Su Yuxin manage to steer the conversation in such a dangerous direction? If Su Wanli had witnessed that scene just now, Ye Feng would probably be done for...
"No way! Brother Ye Feng is definitely not a bad person!"
Su Yuxin immediately refuted, not even allowing Ye Feng to badmouth himself.
"......"
"Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. We should hurry to class."
Ye Feng quickly changed the subject, though his micro-expressions revealed a complex mix of emotions after hearing Su Yuxin’s words.
As soon as they entered the house, Su Yuxin swiftly closed the door. While Ye Feng was changing his shoes, she turned and locked the front door.
"Brother Ye Feng, today it’s just the two of us at home~"
"Uh... I know. Mr. Su already told me yesterday. Don’t worry, Yuxin, I’ll protect you."
"Mmm! That’s not what I meant, though I do feel safe with you here..."
Su Yuxin then walked further into the house. Just as Ye Feng was about to head to the living room to start the lesson as usual, she stopped him.
"Yuxin, you seem a bit off today. Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Um... well..."
Su Yuxin lowered her head, her hands fidgeting nervously behind her back, and asked softly.
"Brother Ye Feng, can I ask where you usually teach Mu Cheng?"
"Sometimes outdoors, sometimes in a room. Why do you ask?"
"I... I’d like to have the lesson in my room. M-mainly because I can sit on my comfortable chair! And with a desk, I don’t have to bend my head down too much."
"That’s fine, as long as you’re comfortable with it. After all, it’s your room, and it might not be appropriate for me, a man, to be in there."
"I don’t mind at all!"
"Alright then. Do we need to go upstairs?"
"Yes! Follow me, brother~"
Once they reached the attic, Su Yuxin opened her room door and glanced at Ye Feng with a hint of worry.
"Please come in, brother..."
"Mm-hmm..."
Without much hesitation, Ye Feng stepped inside and began to take in the layout of Su Yuxin’s room.
Unlike the simple and minimalist style of Li Mucheng, Su Yuxin’s room could be described as cute. The plush dolls on the desk, the pink-themed decor, and the strawberry-scented fragrance all reflected her personality.
"So... what do you think, Brother Ye Feng?"
"It’s very cute, just like you, Yuxin."
"Mmm~"
Hearing Ye Feng’s compliment, Su Yuxin’s tense heart finally relaxed a bit.
He said I’m cute... Brother said I’m cute!
(˵¯͒〰¯͒˵)
"Alright, Yuxin, we’ve already wasted some time. Let’s sit down and start the lesson."
Ye Feng took out the teaching materials he had brought with him from his bag. After yesterday’s session, he felt that Su Yuxin wasn’t as clumsy as she claimed to be. In fact, she seemed to remember everything after just one explanation.
"Okay~"
Su Yuxin quickly sat down on her chair, opened her textbook, and began to listen attentively.
"Yuxin, do you remember the problems I explained yesterday?"
"I remember... some of them. It’s mainly because my memory isn’t great. My previous teachers always said I couldn’t remember formulas."
"Is that so? Then let me give you two relatively simple problems to see how you do, okay?"
"Sure, but don’t be disappointed in me, brother..."
"Of course not. That’s why we’re learning, isn’t it?"
Ye Feng then took out a blank sheet of paper and, under Su Yuxin’s watchful gaze, wrote down two problems and placed them in front of her.
"Let’s begin."
"Mm-hmm..."
Su Yuxin stole a glance at Ye Feng before focusing on the problems he had prepared.
The problems weren’t too difficult, but Ye Feng had intentionally designed one that required a formula he hadn’t taught yet. He set this trap to test whether Su Yuxin was pretending not to know.
"This problem..."
Seeing Su Yuxin furrow her brows in confusion, Ye Feng decided to add a little incentive.
"Yuxin, if you solve this problem correctly, I’ll give you a mysterious reward."
"W-what! A reward?"
Su Yuxin’s head shot up, her eyes locking onto Ye Feng’s.
"What kind of reward is it? Can you give me a hint, brother?"
"Of course not. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be a mysterious reward, would it?"
"Hmph... you’re such a tease..."
"Oh? Are you giving up already, Yuxin?"
"Not a chance!"
Su Yuxin clenched her fists in determination.
"Whatever the reward is, I’m going to get it!"
"Haha, you seem pretty confident. Let’s see what you’ve got then."
......
"How was it, brother? Did I get it right?"
"Uh..."
Looking at the completely wrong answers, Ye Feng put down the paper without showing much emotion.
Was I overthinking it? Is Yuxin just naturally talented? But any other teacher could have achieved the same results.
Could she be pretending? But I used a bit of reverse psychology, and from her reaction, it didn’t seem like she was acting...
"Brother Ye Feng?"
"Ah... Yuxin, I just checked. Although you wrote the initial formula correctly, the subsequent steps were incorrect. In short, you didn’t get it right."
"None of them were right? Oh... I’m sorry... It’s all because I’m so dumb..."
The once-confident Su Yuxin wilted like a flower upon hearing that she had gotten everything wrong, her head drooping as she let out a few soft sobs.
Ye Feng panicked. He hadn’t expected Su Yuxin to burst into tears over just two problems. Who could have predicted it would end like this?
"Yuxin, don’t be upset. These problems are actually beyond our current curriculum. The fact that you remembered the formulas from yesterday already shows how smart you are."
"R-really? You’re not just making up an excuse to make me feel better, are you?"
"Not at all. I actually included today’s material in the problems by mistake. I only just realized it now, so I’m really sorry."
"Then... what about the reward?"
Su Yuxin wiped her tears and looked at Ye Feng with a pitiful expression.
"It’s still there! Of course, it’s still there!"
In the end, Ye Feng had no choice but to face the consequences of his own actions.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
