The Xia family villa.
Riding her little electric scooter, the Head Maid quickly came to a stop, parked it, and entered the villa through the back door as she had done before.
After entering the villa, she first went upstairs to check on her young miss's sleep. The young maids were still guarding outside, and everything seemed fine.
"Sister, you're back."
Following the greeting, a large group of young maids gathered around her like little chicks. The Head Maid was the mother hen surrounded by her brood; without her, the group was like a flock without a leader, completely lost.
Big Sister, loyalty!!!
The Head Maid remembered all the young maids' names. She simply responded to each of them one by one, and only after taking care of their feelings did she speak.
"Nothing happened with the Miss, right?" the Head Maid asked.
After all, she had been gone for about ten minutes. The Head Maid was cautious and wouldn't overlook any potential danger or mistake.
"Nothing at all, Sister. The Miss is still sleeping, we just peeked in!"
One young maid patted her chest and promised.
The other young maids echoed her, ensuring there were no problems. The Head Maid nodded, "Mm, good, I understand."
With that, the Head Maid gently opened the door to take a final look inside the room.
Inside the room.
It was pitch black, with only a faint, pale yellow light visible at the bedside.
Xia Tongxin had been afraid of the dark since she was little. Even when she was older, she still slept in the arms of the noble lady. Later, because she heard some nasty rumors at school, she successfully entered her rebellious phase and became a "bad kid."
That was when she finally started sleeping in her own bed. At first, she would have nightmares, and it took a long time for her to get somewhat used to it and for the nightmares to become less frequent.
She could sleep alone, but she needed a light on—the kind of light that wouldn't disturb her sleep.
This was how she slept at home. If she was away from home, Xia Tongxin would feel even more insecure and needed someone to accompany her, just like in the hotel earlier when the Head Maid held her to sleep.
She absolutely had to have someone with her.
According to Ye Cheng's sharp, mean, and ugly perspective, she was a total giant baby. However, because he had received a favor, Ye Cheng decided to put away his ugly attitude for now.
Although a certain pink-haired little cockroach was a bit arrogant, her heart wasn't bad.
Hmm... being small is also quite cute.
The room was filled with pink decorations, almost exactly like the place every young girl fantasized about in her childhood. Of course, this excluded someone like the Head Maid, who came from the slums; the latter only wanted a clean place to sleep and had no further extravagant hopes.
Xia Tongxin lay on the custom-made bed that was over three meters wide, sound asleep while hugging a cow plushie. However, her brows were furrowed, as if she was having a nightmare.
The Head Maid sighed and gently closed the room door once again.
With everything that happened today, it would be strange if their Miss didn't have nightmares. The young ladies she encountered at school were fiercer than the last; even she had been startled, let alone their Miss.
Goodnight, Miss.
After closing the door, the Head Maid instructed once more, "Don't play around too much. If anything happens, tell me immediately. I'll be downstairs handling some things."
The young maids smiled and responded one by one, "Okay, Sister, we promise to complete the mission!"
The Head Maid sighed, showing the helpless expression of an older sister, and then went downstairs.
Perhaps influenced by Xia Tongxin, the young maids around her had gradually been assimilated, turning from one sweet, soft little cake into a whole group of sweet, soft little cakes.
The only one who hadn't been assimilated and could still handle things rationally was the Head Maid.
However... the Head Maid had now become love-struck, so whether her IQ had been affected remained a question mark for now.
The Head Maid went alone to the server room downstairs and started keeping an eye on the surveillance for Ye Cheng. As soon as she sat down, she saw a shocking scene, and her pupils shrank.
She saw it.
In the footage, Ye Cheng climbed in through the window from outside, clapped his hands, and muttered something to himself. The Head Maid's heart clenched.
She somewhat regretted letting Ye Cheng go just like that. She should have given him a few more warnings. With his current physical condition, he was still acting recklessly. It was outrageous!
When Ye Cheng was leaving earlier, the Head Maid's suggestion for him to take a shower was partly out of thorough consideration, and partly out of selfish motives. As for what those selfish motives were... don't worry about it.
The Head Maid's eyes were very sharp, and she saw what she wanted to see... of course, this refers to the wounds on Ye Cheng's body.
The Head Maid had stayed inside for an even more important reason: to help Ye Cheng when necessary, such as preventing the water from washing over and irritating his wounds too much, and keeping them dry.
But after getting a clear look, the Head Maid was dumbfounded. They were gone. The surgical wounds on Ye Cheng's back had completely disappeared.
Let alone the wounds, after the hot water washed away the blood scabs on his body, all the Head Maid saw were solid muscles, the kind that had been tempered over a long time. They looked very healthy, and unable to hold back, the Head Maid took an extra glance, then a second, then a third.
Alright, her eyes had never left him.
Ye Cheng and the Head Maid were both open-minded people; one dared to look, and the other dared to wash... Perhaps this was the world of highly intelligent people, something ordinary folks couldn't understand.
Selfish motives aside, her concern for Ye Cheng's body ultimately turned into sheer shock. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, the Head Maid would never have believed that a person who just had surgery in the morning could have their surgical wounds disappear by night!
This was too unscientific!
The Head Maid was very smart. She didn't get to the bottom of it when they were pressed for time, but she kept it in mind. She planned to carefully study what exactly Ye Cheng was made of when she had some free time later.
However, the Head Maid had no intention of telling anyone about his physical recovery, treating it as a secret between the two of them.
To become a united entity, or rather, the fastest way to bind two strangers together, was for both of them to participate in completing the same bad deed.
It could be big or small, but it had to be a bad thing, the kind that others couldn't know about. This way, the two would subconsciously draw closer to protect this secret, and psychologically, they would treat each other as the only one they could trust.
It was all a subconscious psychological suggestion.
The Head Maid didn't know if Ye Cheng was aware of this psychological suggestion, but it didn't matter now. What mattered was that Ye Cheng trusted her!
An inexplicable sense of superiority welled up in the Head Maid's heart. This kind of trust was exclusive to her; at the very least, it wasn't something the two young ladies in the hospital could compare to.
The Head Maid knew very well that there were some things Ye Cheng could never say directly to two young ladies with such vastly different social statuses, but he could say them to her!
If emojis could materialize, the head maid would currently be a cute image of someone standing with hands on her hips, chest puffed out, and an inexplicably proud look on her exquisite face.
The head maid continued to stare at the surveillance monitors in front of her, completely engrossed.
Meanwhile.
Upstairs.
Xia Tongxin was awakened by a nightmare once again.
"Wu..." A soft whimper echoed in the room, carrying a hint of the fear left behind by the nightmare.
Waking up alone and finding herself still in the familiar room, with only a yellowish bedside lamp beside her, an inexplicable sense of loneliness enveloped her. Xia Tongxin instantly felt as if she had been abandoned by the entire world!
If the description above sounds too poetic, there is a much simpler and easier way to put it... she woke up dazed.
Being a softie who bullied the weak and feared the strong, waking up in a daze left her with nothing but fear. She propped herself up and shouted the head maid's name at the top of her lungs.
"Xiaxia, Xiaxia, where are you!"
It was just like the scene of a little chick calling out for its mother hen.
Xia Tongxin's ultimate loli voice was incredibly piercing. It was immediately heard by the group of slacking young maids outside the door, who all perked up their heads.
"Did you hear something? It sounds like the young miss's voice?"
"The young miss is awake?"
"It really is the young miss. Quick, tell our older sister!"
The corridor outside became busy. Soon, with a click, the room door opened, and the light from outside poured in, easing Xia Tongxin's anxiety and unease in the room.
She subconsciously opened her mouth to call the head maid's name, but as the words reached her lips, she realized the person coming over was not the head maid.
"Young miss, are you alright?" The group of young maids gathered around.
Xia Tongxin tried hard to identify the faces in the crowd, but she failed to find the figure she wanted to see. "Why is Xiaxia gone!"
Her tone carried a sense of fear, which seemed... somewhat related to the nightmare she just had?
The content of her previous nightmare wasn't complicated. It was quite simple and divided into two parts. In the first part, she guarded Ye Cheng's hospital bed, stopping two detestable Dairy Cow Demons from stepping forward to steal her credit; she was the true savior!
Unfortunately, she ultimately suffered a narrow defeat. Two fists were no match for four hands, and she was taken down by the combined efforts of the two detestable Dairy Cow Demons.
In the second part, the demons retreated, but Grandpa Niu and Xiaxia ran away together...
This time, Xia Tongxin didn't even know how to resist. She turned into an incompetent young lady, watching helplessly as the two held hands with a we're not playing with you anymore attitude, walking further and further away.
The combined punches of the eldest miss and the guild president didn't wake Xia Tongxin up, but the combined punches of Ye Cheng and the head maid knocked her silly.
How, how could it be like this!
She was clearly the one who wanted to come!
Xiaxia was hers!
Grandpa Niu was hers!!!
There was nothing more painful in the world than this. Her two best friends became the very best of friends behind her back, while she ended up becoming the extra person. It hurts, it hurts too much!
"Where did Xiaxia go? Did she run away with Grandpa Niu? Wu wu wu..."
Xia Tongxin's eyes were full of panic, and her tone was full of grievance. She was clearly the one who came first, so why, why was she cuckolded by two people at the same time!
As if the nightmare had come true, Xia Tongxin couldn't hold it back and burst into tears. The young maids accompanying her were dumbfounded. What in the world was going on!
They knew Xiaxia... it was their older sister's name.
But what was this about Grandpa Niu?
Also, why would their older sister run away with this guy called Grandpa Niu?
After a moment of confusion, a smart young maid quickly realized that their young miss had most likely had a nightmare. Coupled with the fact that their older sister happened to be absent right now, it led to this coincidental scene.
"Young miss, our sister didn't run away. She is right here at home. We'll go call her right now."
After simply soothing their young miss's breaking down emotions, the young maids rushed downstairs like little chicks, chirping one by one to find their older sister.
First floor.
In the room, the head maid watched carefully. She clearly saw the entire process of Ye Cheng entering the room, then helping the little secretary up, and finally taking out a pocket watch to prepare for hypnosis.
"This guy even knows how to do this?"
The head maid's tone was full of shock.
Ye Cheng was even more ridiculous than Doraemon. He could pull anything out of his pants pockets, and he knew a little bit of everything. Was this something a normal person could do?
Amidst the head maid's shock, she quickly witnessed Ye Cheng's failure. Several calls all ended in failure. Ye Cheng put away the pocket watch and prepared to leave.
The head maid frowned. "Was too much medication injected so she didn't wake up?"
It was inexplicably a bit of a pity...
Although she wasn't sure about Ye Cheng's hypnosis skills, seeing his decisive manner meant he shouldn't be too bad at it. She had wanted to see it, but... what a pity.
Just as the head maid felt it was a pity, the tranquility in the footage was broken once again. A bizarre scene appeared, and the head maid's pupils shrank.
The little secretary, who had been settled comfortably in bed by Ye Cheng, suddenly showed movement. First, her fingers twitched unconsciously. It was a very subtle change, but it was still caught by the head maid.
Such a subtle change went unnoticed by Ye Cheng. He was still packing his things to make a run for it, preparing to climb out the window and return the way he came.
As if sensing something, the little secretary lying on the hospital bed, whose fingers had been twitching unconsciously, began to move more violently, and finally grabbed Ye Cheng who was about to leave!
Head maid: "???"
Are you kidding me!!!
"Bang, bang, bang!!!"
At the same moment, while the head maid was in shock, panicked and hurried footsteps came from outside, followed closely by knocking on the door.
"Sister, this is bad! The young miss has woken up and is looking for you."
Head maid: "..."
Why did it have to be at this exact moment?
The head maid's scalp tingled, and her mind was a mess. Taking a deep breath, she quickly calmed down and sorted out a solution, the fastest solution!
Three minutes!
She would only leave for three minutes!
She would be back in three minutes!
After making her decision, the head maid didn't drag her feet at all. She directly got up and left the server room. Bang, the room closed, and the surveillance footage on the monitors continued.
Among the five computer surveillance displays in front, the footage in the corner marked with Dongfang Zhixia's location showed a change. The conversation between the mother and daughter suddenly ended, and the latter hurried quickly toward the direction of the hospital ward.
There was also surveillance on Ye Cheng's side, and he had been keeping an eye on the guild president's side, but now he was being hard-controlled by the little secretary.
Both of them had their timing caught simultaneously!
...
In the hospital, inside the ward.
"Holy crap, are you kidding me? Hamster, did you just come back from the dead?" Ye Cheng looked back with a shocked face.
There was no response. Only Ye Cheng's own voice could be heard echoing in the hospital ward.
Ye Cheng: "???"
She came back, but not completely.
Ye Cheng planned to try again. Anyway, Xiaxia was keeping an eye on things over there, so there shouldn't be any accidents, right?
Ye Cheng took a deep breath and walked back to the little secretary's hospital bed. "Hamster, can you hear me, Hamster?"
As Ye Cheng called out to her, the little secretary gripped his hand tighter and tighter. Tears slowly seeped from her tightly shut eyes and fell onto the pillow...
"Holy crap, Hamster, are you acting out an idol drama plot right now? Wake up!"
Ye Cheng realized that hypnosis or whatever didn't seem to work as fast as just yelling at a person.
But... this was a bit screwed up. It looked like it was going to be a war of attrition.
He couldn't just stand here shouting forever, could he?
If someone came back, wouldn't he be completely screwed?
Tap, tap, tap...
Suddenly, a familiar sound of footsteps reached Ye Cheng's ears. He didn't even need to listen carefully to identify it; the sound was already engraved into his muscle memory!
The President!!!
Fuck!!!
Damn it, who set me up? Coming right at this critical moment, huh!
Ye Cheng decisively interrupted his actions and prepared to slip away. He glanced at the little secretary lying on the bed. "Hamster, I'll play idol dramas with you next time. If I don't leave now, your superior officer is going to die in the line of duty."
With that said, he directly shook off the little secretary's tightly gripping hand!
He didn't use much force, just a light toss. At least, that was how it felt to Ye Cheng. But to the little secretary lying on the hospital bed, it felt like a knife viciously stabbing into her.
Her last shred of hope shattered along with it, and the sound of crying echoed through the hospital room.
"Don't go, don't leave me behind..."
Her aggrieved voice was enough to make anyone's heart ache. Outside in the corridor, the steadily paced footsteps paused, then suddenly sped up, rapidly approaching!
Ye Cheng: "???"
Motherfucker, Hamster, you...
Slowly, Ye Cheng's face took on a forced, shit-eating smile right out of the Fire Punch manga... Are they insisting on messing with him? Can't they leave him a way out?
Fuck!!!
Click!
The hospital room door opened!

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.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”