"Go ask Sister Si how she’d evaluate this soul fragment of Li Jiewei?"
The staff was practically fuming.
Little Wei choked for a second before hurriedly asking, "Yuan Fang, what do you think?"
Si pondered for a moment. "I plan to sit and watch."
Little Wei: (。ヘ°)?
Could women who refuse to cooperate just drop dead already?
What rotten luck. Life was unbearable.
"I was joking. Li Jiewei is actually quite strong—otherwise, she wouldn’t be in this world," Si said.
But that was as far as she could go. Any more, and it’d be considered a violation.
"Oh, so she’s Yuan Qiaoqiao 2.0."
Though, given Li Jiewei’s personality, she didn’t seem like the type to turn dark.
That put Little Wei somewhat at ease.
Yuan Qiaoqiao had been an accident. There wouldn’t be a second one.
Meanwhile, the Class Monitor had already explained things to Li Jiewei.
"That girl isn’t my girlfriend or anything."
Li Jiewei nodded, though she couldn’t shake the feeling that the girl outside looked oddly familiar.
Like she’d seen her somewhere before.
But where?
Li Jiewei frowned, racking her brain.
Yet no matter how hard she thought, nothing came to mind.
Could she be an old classmate? Otherwise, why would she be staring so intently?
Little Wei, realizing her gaze had been too intense, quickly averted her eyes and glanced at the staff, who was yawning lazily.
"Feel better now? At least the school’s safe. Let’s get out of here—it’s getting weird."
A few passing students kept glancing their way. Honestly, standing around like this made them look like total creeps.
Even if they were waiting for someone, they should’ve just pulled out their phones and stood off to the side.
But Little Wei wasn’t ready to leave. They’d come all this way—walking away empty-handed wasn’t an option.
"Wait, something’s off," the staff suddenly spoke up.
"What?" Little Wei turned to her.
"I sense an unusual surge of energy," the staff said.
Then, whoosh—the staff zipped away. Little Wei rushed after her, only to see the staff cornered by a guy and a girl as soon as they left the building.
"This one’s got spiritual energy," the girl remarked, eyeing the staff.
"Think she’s a cat spirit?" The guy crouched down, grabbing the staff’s tiny wrist.
"Let me go," the staff whined in a baby voice.
Damn it. These two were stronger than expected—probably top-tier recruits from some organization. She couldn’t just off them, not with so many eyes on the hosts for this mission.
She couldn’t cause trouble for Sister Si.
"Definitely a cat spirit. Can’t believe we caught one so fast," the girl beamed.
The staff shot a desperate look at Little Wei, who’d just caught up.
Sister, help! SOS!
Before Little Wei could intervene, the pair whisked the staff away.
They were fast.
Little Wei: "…"
"We’ve got a problem, Si. Don’t blame me—the staff literally delivered herself to them." Little Wei was speechless.
Who volunteers as tribute like that?
"She’ll be fine. Besides… splitting up might help the investigation."
Since Si said so, Little Wei gave up on retrieving the staff.
Besides, the staff was hers. If she wanted, she could summon her back instantly.
No need to panic.
Meanwhile, the duo had taken the staff home.
"She’s so tiny. Are we sure she’s one of the last cat spirits?" Tang Rui eyed the little girl skeptically.
"Only one way to find out." Chen Xiaoyi crouched down, studying the staff.
The staff blinked up at them with big, innocent eyes.
Yep, clueless lil’ cutie here.
"Take her for a bath first. Her clothes are filthy."
"Got it." Tang Rui scooped up the staff and headed inside.
Less than a minute later, a shriek echoed from the bathroom.
"AHHH—"
"What?!" Chen Xiaoyi kicked the door open, expecting disaster, only to find Tang Rui sprawled on the floor.
"She hit you?" Chen Xiaoyi gaped.
They were from the same company, posing as a couple for this mission. Rewards would be split 50-50.
"No—look at her." Tang Rui rubbed her forehead and scrambled up.
"Holy—dude? Wait, that’s fine. Cat spirits aren’t required to be girls."
"Then why’s he wearing a dress?!" Tang Rui had nearly cried from shock.
"Maybe… a special interest?" Chen Xiaoyi patted her shoulder. "Relax."
Tang Rui wasn’t convinced.
"But even cat spirits have basic gender awareness. If he wanted a girl’s body, why not just shapeshift?"
Chen Xiaoyi finally caught her drift.
"You think he’s not a cat spirit? Maybe a cultivator’s kid? Borrowed his sister’s old clothes?" The theory made sense.
Wait—
If that was true… what had they just done?
Kidnapping?
Oh no. This was bad.
Chen Xiaoyi didn’t even want to imagine what those cultivators would do if they found out.
They were here for a mission, not to invite trouble.
"We should’ve confirmed first," Chen Xiaoyi groaned.
"Big bro, big sis, what’s going on? I’m cold like this," the staff whined.
Freezing her nonexistent butt off.
"I’ll get you clothes. Where do you live? We’ll take you back," Tang Rui said quickly.
The staff wanted to go back, but Sister Si had told her to gather intel.
These two were cultivators—maybe they had leads on the group targeting Li Jiewei.
"Um, my parents aren’t home. I usually play with Li Jiewei. Do you know her?"
The staff was sharp.
"Li Jiewei? That’s…"
Tang Rui exchanged a wary glance with Chen Xiaoyi.
"Kong Ning’s mission, right? Something about awakening Li Jiewei’s potential?"
Awakening potential?
The staff’s ears perked up.
Wasn’t the mission supposed to be assassination?
Were there two factions?
Made sense. With thousands of hosts, their objectives had to vary.
One group hunted Little Wei, another targeted Li Jiewei, and a third… protected her?
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
