Yi Shuangzi remained silent for a long time.
Fengling jumped up and pinched Chen Miemie's ear:
"You're still trying to stir up trouble in the middle? Let me make it clear to you guys, protection is one thing, but the position of [Dean] will never be yielded. Even if Old Man Deng doesn't make it, I will be the one to take over."
"What!" Chen Miemie was shocked. "You, a mere homeroom teacher, can skip countless ranks and become the school's dean directly?"
Fengling looked displeased. "Who do you think I am? If I only had ability without a background, do you think just anyone could become the leader of the investigation team?"
Chen Miemie was unconvinced. "Who are you then?"
"The previous [Chief] was surnamed Feng."
Chen Miemie immediately took a huge leap backward, distancing himself from the two women to avoid getting caught in the crossfire if they started fighting.
The previous [Chief] was someone who had participated in the sneak attack on Bishop Yi.
Even if Fengling and Yi Shuangzi didn't carry on the grudges of the previous generation, they shouldn't be walking together so amicably.
Unexpectedly, Yi Shuangzi showed no reaction.
Chen Miemie slowly edged his way back over. "You guys aren't going to fight?"
Yi Shuangzi said, "Thank you, Teacher Fengling. Thinking back on it now, when I was in the lower grades, you were also one of the people secretly protecting me."
"You are the student, and I am the teacher. It's only right."
"Teach, with such a massive background, why did you come here to be an ordinary teacher?"
Fengling glared at Chen Miemie. "Ordinary my foot! Do you think your class is an ordinary class? Not only is there a whole bunch of problem children, but they are all people with powerful connections. Who else but me could keep them in line?"
"Then why are you leading another batch now?"
"What else am I supposed to do? I don't want to go to the city hall and deal with all their deception and scheming. If I stay at the school, I have to do something."
After expressing her gratitude, Yi Shuangzi put on a serious face. "Teacher Fengling, I am grateful to you and the Dean, but I will still fight for my family's honor."
Fengling waved her hand. "Then fight for it with your own abilities. The reason I chose to come to the school is actually the same as Old Man Deng; I hate those troublesome matters at the city hall. But it can't be helped, the position of [Dean] cannot be given up right now."
"Why?"
"Because what Sixiang City needs the most right now is the school, not the church."
Yi Shuangzi left the school.
Chen Miemie was told to stay behind by Fengling.
Room 1, District C, the academy's infirmary.
"Teach, what do you need me for? I deal with a myriad of affairs every day, I'm very busy."
"Have you gotten completely mixed up with the Yi family?"
"No, I thought Old Man Deng had screwed me over, so I came to investigate together with them. I didn't agree to the power struggle that came after."
"That's good. It's almost impossible for the Yi family to rise again, so don't choose the wrong side."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"What do you think? Ten years ago, regardless of whether they were victims or not, the Sun Bishop got a bunch of people killed. This time, the Moon Bishop has provoked public outrage across the whole city. Do you really think there will still be a place for a [Bishop] among the Big Three?"
Hearing this, Chen Miemie immediately felt that it made sense.
Whether it was ordinary citizens, mystics from secret societies, or powerful families, probably no one in the entire city wanted to see the church come to power.
Yi Shuangzi's Yi family was rooted in the Sun Church, so didn't that mean they had no hope?
Chen Miemie slyly whispered into Fengling's ear, "Then you become the [Dean], and I'll back you up."
Fengling pushed him away.
"No need to whisper, it's just the two of us here."
"This is where you lack vigilance. Haven't you heard that walls have ears?"
"Hehe, did you forget? No one in the entire school dares to come near my infirmary."
Chen Miemie shook his head, showing his disbelief.
Fengling gave an eerie smile. "Then I'll let you experience how powerful I am after breaking through to [Mystery] Rank 5."
Following Fengling's voice.
The entire room came alive.
The walls, the floor, and the ceiling all took on a fleshy texture, and then... squeezed out countless eyes.
"Holy crap!" Chen Miemie never knew he had trypophobia, but today he learned that when things got dense enough, he definitely did.
Thousands upon thousands of eyes looked at Chen Miemie from all directions, without a single blind spot.
Chen Miemie didn't dare to move, because if he did, he would step on the eyes right by his feet.
Fengling smiled playfully at Chen Miemie. "How about it? Do you think I can be certain whether there's anyone around or not?"
The scene was incredibly eerie.
Chen Miemie felt as if he were inside the body of a giant beast, surrounded by eyes.
And what was even more bizarre was...
There wasn't a single trace of fear on Chen Miemie's face.
He didn't dare to move simply because he was worried about crushing these cute eyes and hurting Fengling.
"Teach, this is amazing! This is simply art!" Chen Miemie widened his eyes, meeting the surrounding gazes one by one.
Without waiting for Fengling to answer, he continued to marvel:
"Wow, there are subtle differences in every pupil. The details, such amazing details!"
"This blood-red one is beautiful, and that one with a big windmill inside is not bad either. Hmm? Is this one over here double-pupiled?"
Fengling was a bit confused.
"Chen Miemie, you're not scared?"
Chen Miemie was also confused.
"Why would I be scared? It's not like I'm surrounded by swords and blades. I'm just being looked at by some eyes, can looks kill me?"
Fengling waved her hand, and the room full of eyes disappeared, returning the room to the original infirmary.
She came to a conclusion: "Never mind. Chen Miemie belongs to the mentally abnormal category, so it's normal for him not to be scared."
Chen Miemie looked around, seemingly regretting the disappearance of the beautiful scenery.
"Teach, you're really something. I feel like if this ability of yours advances to [Mystery] Rank 6, it will definitely be super fierce."
"Hehe, [Mystery] Rank 6... I wouldn't dare break through to that. That's just courting death."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I have no faith. Whether it's the sun or the moon, I don't believe in them. I only believe in my own eyes."
"No, Teach, you do have faith."
"Wouldn't I know myself whether I have it or not?" Fengling rolled her eyes at Chen Miemie.
Chen Miemie wasn't joking around.
He spoke very seriously.
"What you believe in is your own [Mystery], and Mystery is the characteristic of that yellow moon. Therefore, you are destined to be a believer in the Eternal Moon."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.
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.”
