Kuma hunched over, slipping across the courtyard like a ghost. She expertly avoided the dry twigs on the ground without stirring up even the slightest breeze. This was a skill she had honed through countless infiltration missions; she wouldn't break an egg even if she stepped on it.
Arriving at the window of the master bedroom, Kuma held her breath and quietly pushed open a hairline crack.
Inside, the room was dead silent.
Lynch was nowhere to be seen. According to her intelligence, the hardworking human would usually be chopping wood in the backyard or busy in the herb garden by this time.
On the large bed, Felsy was still sound asleep.
The morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains, spilling over her long silver hair.
Kuma narrowed her eyes and activated her innate skill, the Eye of True Sight.
It was a high-tier reconnaissance skill capable of seeing through a target's mana flow and life state.
However, in the very next second, Kuma's jaw nearly dropped in shock.
"This... how is this possible?!"
In her vision, Felsy's life force—which had previously been as weak as a candle in the wind and riddled with fractures—was now burning exceptionally steadily!
Although it was still a far cry from the raging inferno of her peak that could scorch the heavens, if Her Lady's body yesterday was a dried and cracked riverbed, then today, a trickling stream was actually flowing through it once again!
What terrified Kuma the most was that the severed points in Felsy's mana circuits—scars left behind by the Ultimate War that not even the best potions in the Demon Realm could mend—were now being reconnected by a gentle and mysterious energy!
That was the power of Laws.
It was a kind of reconstruction that surpassed ordinary healing magic!
"In just one night?!"
Kuma covered her mouth, her pupils shaking wildly.
"This recovery speed... It's like a dead tree springing back to life, a reversal of life and death!"
"Could it be..."
The scene of Lynch bringing Felsy into the bedroom last night instantly surfaced in her mind.
"Could this be the legendary... dual cultivation secret art?!"
"Did that human named Lynch use some special ritual to unreservedly transfer his own life essence to Lady Witch? No wonder Her Lady is so indulgent with him. It turns out he's a walking humanoid holy elixir!"
Just as Kuma was mentally conjuring up a grand, tragic, cross-species life sacrifice ritual,
the figure on the bed stirred.
Felsy slowly opened her eyes.
She had slept so comfortably.
Ever since she was injured, she would be woken up several times a night by the dull ache in her meridians. But last night, under the pressure of Lynch's strange massage techniques, she had actually slept through the night like a baby.
Moreover... her body felt so light.
The ever-present heaviness had mostly vanished, and gathering mana at her fingertips no longer felt sluggish.
"That idiot... actually has some skills."
Just as a faint smile touched the corners of Felsy's lips, her sharp perception immediately caught a gaze coming from the window.
Her smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a chill cold enough to freeze the air.
She turned her head, her purple eyes coldly locking onto the eye behind the crack in the window.
"What are you doing?"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable authority.
"Wah! G-Good morning! Lady Witch!"
Since she had been discovered, Kuma stopped hiding. She awkwardly stood up from beneath the windowsill, pushed the window open, and popped half her head in, wearing a flattering smile.
"Um... this subordinate was just worried about Your Lady's safety, so I came specifically to check! Seeing you sleeping so soundly puts my mind at ease!"
Felsy sat up. The blanket slipped down, revealing her perfectly intact nightgown.
"Done looking? Then get lost and go chop wood."
"Yes, yes, yes! Getting lost right away!"
Kuma was about to turn around, but her blazing gossipy heart and her thirst for knowledge about power made her stop in her tracks.
She swallowed hard and gathered the courage to ask:
"Um... My Lady, please forgive me for being nosy and asking a question."
"Spit it out."
"It's just... your current condition is ridiculously good! Your life force has skyrocketed, and even your mana circuits have been significantly repaired." Kuma pointed at Felsy. "Is that human's technique... really that amazing?"
Felsy paused for a moment.
Although she didn't want to admit it, it was indeed the truth.
"Mhm." She nodded faintly, the tips of her ears turning slightly red. "It really... has some merit. It's much more impressive than I imagined."
Receiving an affirmative answer, the shock in Kuma's eyes grew even deeper.
"But... that doesn't make sense."
Kuma scratched her head, her pair of beast ears twitching in confusion.
"According to the records in those human novels I've read, this level of life transfer or dual cultivation is usually earth-shattering and accompanied by intense... you know."
"But..."
Kuma looked at Felsy with a face of complete innocence and asked the fatal question:
"But there wasn't much commotion from you two last night, was there?"
"I pressed my ear against the wall and listened for ages. Aside from you moaning a few times at the very beginning, there was no sound after that... Could it be that Lynch is a master of the Silent School? Or does this kind of ritual not require intense physical clashing to complete?"
The air froze in that instant.
The blush on Felsy's face rapidly spread from her ears down to her neck, before instantly turning into the dark crimson of humiliated fury.
She finally realized.
What this subordinate, whose head was filled with nothing but trash, was actually talking about!
Furthermore—
"You pressed your ear against the wall and listened for ages?"
Felsy's voice became extremely soft, so soft that it was absolutely spine-chilling.
"Moaned a few times?"
She slowly raised her hand, a black magical radiance swirling around her fingertips.
"Agent Kuma."
"Present!!"
Kuma instantly stood at attention, cold sweat pouring down like rain. She realized she had let something slip!
"It seems yesterday's punishment wasn't severe enough, since you still have the energy to pry into your superior's privacy."
Felsy smiled. The smile was breathtakingly beautiful, yet so dangerous it induced despair.
"Since you like listening to the wind so much..."
"Then go up there and listen to your heart's content."
Hum—
This time, a whip wasn't necessary.
An invisible telekinetic force grabbed Kuma directly by the back of her collar, lifted her entirely off the ground, and threw her straight out the window.
A rope condensed from mana was already hanging from the tall jujube tree in the courtyard.
"Wahhhhh! Lady Witch, spare my life! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I shouldn't have eavesdropped! I shouldn't have been curious!"
"Off you go!"
Swish—
Kuma's figure traced a rather ungraceful arc through the air, accurately ending up suspended upside down from the highest branch of the jujube tree.
Immediately after, a light breeze blew past, swaying her body.
She was like a wind chime, beginning to spin in irregular circles in the morning breeze.
"Wuwuwu... the world... is spinning again..."
Inside the master bedroom.
Felsy slammed the window shut with a bang and drew the curtains.
She leaned against the headboard, covering her burning cheeks, and gritted her teeth:
"That idiot Kuma... what does she mean 'moaned a few times'..."
"Tonight... I'm absolutely not letting him massage me tonight!"
"...I'll press it for five minutes at most!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
