Tilis finally glanced at Ophelia.
She had naturally leaned into Luo Wei's embrace, and only now did she realize it.
With this thought, Til's smile deepened.
"You really reminded me~"
She ambiguously gazed at Luo Wei, who was right next to her.
"What are we going to do now~"
"Of course..."
Under Luo Wei's dumbfounded gaze, Tilis's cheeks lightly leaned closer.
She closed her eyes, and her slightly pale cherry-colored lips were now inches apart, making the atmosphere even more ambiguous...
And this was all happening right in front of Ophelia's watchful eyes...
The air filled with the sound of Ophelia's frantic voice.
"Witch! I'll kill—"
However, in the next second, her semi-transparent figure disappeared instantly.
Tilis couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing like a villainess who had just gotten her way...
Luo Wei looked down in confusion as she clutched the ring [Eternal Love], and an eerie magical aura seemed to block the other's signal.
"What's this?"
"It's a new spell I developed specifically for this situation!" Tilis explained proudly.
"Ever since I knew about this ring, I've been secretly researching it these days!"
"At first, I searched through all the magical manuscripts at the Secret Society, but I couldn't find any relevant information."
"Then I remembered that this was made by Gould, so I looked through my mentor's research records with him and discovered it was based on a very innovative type of magic! It involves the soul and spirit! Of course, that couldn't stop me! In the end, I managed to break it down!"
Luo Wei chuckled awkwardly, "No wonder they say you're the most talented mage of this era."
No wonder the system claimed it was almost impossible to crack, yet she managed to do it anyway...
"Of course! Who do you think I am?"
If Tilis had a tail, it would have been wagging proudly right now.
"I'll help you remove this annoying ring soon!"
After saying that, she stared intently at Luo Wei.
"This way, you won't have to worry about her surveillance anymore. We can do whatever we want..."
“Hehe, that's true.” Luo Wei replied with a smile, “So what should we do then?”
There was a brief moment of silence.
Tilis's cheeks turned red as she tiptoed and shyly completed the kiss she had just started.
It was just a light touch before she quickly pulled away.
Luo Wei looked at her with amusement. She lowered her head, and the attractive cherry blush spread from her neck to her entire face, turning it bright red.
However... even such a light kiss made the witch girl so shy that she couldn't speak.
Looking at her now, completely red-faced after just a peck, it was hard to connect her with the mischievous little witch who had just flirted so brazenly...
"Was that it?" Luo Wei pretended to be disappointed as he looked at her. "If I didn't know better, I'd think a mosquito just bit me..."
"Well..." Tilis timidly lifted her head. "What else... should we do?"
In her mind, that was already a very embarrassing thing...
"Let me teach you then!" Luo Wei smirked.
Tilis's eyes widened in surprise.
Because Luo Wei tightly wrapped his arms around her, her cry of surprise was forcibly swallowed back by him.
It was a long and timeless kiss, almost suffocating.
Tilis anxiously grabbed Luo Wei's back, feeling somewhat frightened. She felt as though she was about to be devoured...
But strangely...
Instead of resisting, she suddenly felt an indescribable sensation.
It was sweet, wonderful, and the kiss seemed to have a magical allure...
Tilis's mind turned hazy.
All her rationality seemed to disappear, and instinctively, she began to respond clumsily and awkwardly.
It felt strange, really strange...
She felt strange...
...
After a long while, Luo Wei finally let go.
The witch girl was so weakened by the kiss that she almost slid down.
Luo Wei immediately caught her, and those purple eyes gazed at him in confusion.
The initial tension had all but vanished, and in that misty gaze, there was even a hint of lingering desire...
"Ah!"
Upon realizing what had happened, the witch girl hurriedly lowered her head.
She couldn't let things go any further! She was really going to feel strange!
She quickly broke free from Luo Wei's embrace and glanced away, pretending to look at the scenery.
"So... that's how it's done..."
She muttered to herself, her gaze becoming increasingly complex.
It felt like all her travels around the world for the past four years hadn't taught her anything at all!!
And her mentor! Why hadn't she taught her about these things? It was so embarrassing!
Oh right.
Her mentor didn't have a man her whole life. Of course, she wouldn't know.
Tilis felt a bit sympathetic towards her mentor...
Shaking off these chaotic thoughts, Tilis patted her face, pretending to be "It's no big deal, I've seen plenty!" as she glanced at Luo Wei with a composed look.
However, the blush that refused to fade from her cheeks betrayed her...
"Well... not bad."
"Ah, not bad! I'm not saying I want another kiss... ah..."
Luo Wei watched the flustered witch girl, sensing she was about to shut down.
Finally, Tilis realized that not looking at Luo Wei made it easier to speak.
Her tone was curious.
"So... is this what they mean by high compatibility..."
"Huh?" Luo Wei looked at her puzzledly. "Who told you that?"
"Ophelia..." Tilis gently lifted her head and answered cautiously.
Under Luo Wei's questioning, she recounted everything that happened after meeting inside the Antius dragon tomb.
When she mentioned the term "high compatibility," Luo Wei covered his face as his shoulders shook uncontrollably.
It was incredibly difficult to hold back his laughter...
The witch girl was too innocent!
Luo Wei looked at her helplessly, seeing Tilis's pure and clueless expression, making him feel she should really sit at the children's table during banquets.
At Helena's table...
Although she was a few years older than them, in such matters, the two were on the same level as children...
Facing such a pure Tilis, Luo Wei even felt a deep sense of guilt.
It was as if he had committed a crime.
He didn't even know how to explain it to her...
"Didn't your mentor teach you any physiology lessons..."
Tilis naively shook her head.
"Your mentor really just focused on teaching you magic, didn't she?" Luo Wei said, speechless.
Tilis honestly nodded.
Luo Wei sighed, truly unwilling to explain further. "Forget it, I'll teach you your physiology lessons from now on. Then you'll understand..."
Hearing that she could learn something new, Tilis's face lit up with the excitement a eager student.
"Okay, okay!!"
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.”
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.
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
