After interacting with Gu Yan, Deng Feng realized that the man was not a good person.
This was evident from the way he had threatened Bai Lian. It seemed that... either Leng Ling'er had been deceived, or... she was simply a materialistic girl all along.
Deng Feng felt as though he had finally grasped the truth. He couldn't believe he had once been so infatuated with Leng Ling'er.
It was utterly ridiculous.
Looking at the hairpin Bai Lian had given him in his palm, his eyes gradually grew resolute.
He made a decision: he would devote himself to being with Bai Lian and leave his past self behind!
During the afternoon break, Leng Ling'er was happily discussing the plot of an anime she had watched the previous night with Bai Qionglan.
Suddenly, she noticed Deng Feng, who had changed quite a bit, walking straight toward them.
Deng Feng stopped in front of the two and, as if doing Leng Ling'er a favor, looked at her with pitying eyes. "Ling'er, I want to remind you of something."
Yes, this was the first step to bidding farewell to his weak former self.
Leng Ling'er, a materialistic girl like you doesn't deserve to be compared to my Bai Lian.
But out of the kindness of my heart, since I once liked you, I'll give you this warning.
Leng Ling'er found the whole situation baffling. What was with Deng Feng's pitying gaze?
Does he not realize how annoying this is?
Her good mood vanished instantly, and she glared coldly at Deng Feng. "What is it?"
Hearing her irritated tone, Deng Feng felt even more convinced that his past feelings for her were laughable.
He shook his head in pity. Forget it, he was now a martial artist.
Leng Ling'er was no longer worthy of being with him.
So he warned her, "I just want to say, Ling'er, you should stay away from that man named Gu Yan."
"He's not a good person."
"I'm just giving you this advice as a classmate. Take it or leave it."
"Our relationship ends here."
After saying this, Deng Feng felt a sense of relief wash over him.
Yes, this was the first step in leaving his past self behind!
On Leng Ling'er's side, her face turned cold the moment Deng Feng said Gu Yan wasn't a good person.
With a sharp motion, she stood up and snapped at Deng Feng, "Who do you think you are? Coming here to lecture me?"
"What does Gu Yan have to do with you? Who are you to say these things?"
Leng Ling'er crossed her arms, not hiding the disgust in her eyes. "And what relationship? We're not even friends. Can you stop being such a creep?"
"Honestly, I used to feel sorry for you."
"But now I see it's true what they say—pitiful people often have hateful traits."
"Could you just roll away? I really don't want to see you anymore!"
Bai Qionglan, though unsure why Deng Feng had suddenly come over to spout such nonsense, naturally stood by Leng Ling'er's side.
She also stood up and chimed in, "Hey! Didn't you hear Ling'er tell you to get lost?"
"Take your delusional nonsense and get out of here!"
"Since when does Ling'er need someone who's not even a friend to meddle in her business?"
The barrage of insults from Leng Ling'er and Bai Qionglan left Deng Feng's face alternating between red and green.
Especially since the entire class was now looking in his direction.
Feeling humiliated, Deng Feng muttered, "I've said what I needed to say."
Then he slunk back to his seat.
He looked at the pink hairpin in his hand.
He couldn't help but sigh. It seemed Leng Ling'er had been corrupted by money.
That's why her temper was so foul. Thankfully, Bai Lian wasn't like that. She was the one he should protect!
In both personality and appearance, Bai Lian far surpassed Leng Ling'er.
He even felt pity for Leng Ling'er, being with someone as deceitful as Gu Yan.
In the shadows, Jun Zilan, who had just dealt with a troublemaker on campus, continued to keep an eye on Leng Ling'er.
When she noticed the pink hairpin in Deng Feng's hand, her eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't expected Bai Lian to act so quickly.
Thinking about it, Jun Zilan couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for Deng Feng.
How tragic. A chosen one, yet so easily manipulated by Bai Lian.
That hairpin, which could deepen the slave imprint, was now in his hands. Tsk tsk, it seemed Bai Lian and her group could complete their mission even without her help.
......
......
After school in the evening, Leng Ling'er slammed the car door shut and sulked in her seat.
Gu Yan, who was instructing Old Gao to drive, glanced at her and teased, "Who dared to upset our mighty Leng Ling'er?"
"Aren't they afraid of being doxxed by your fans?"
Hearing this, Leng Ling'er's cheeks flushed slightly. She turned to Gu Yan and exclaimed, "It's a guy from class! He had the nerve to act all familiar and lecture me!"
"And he even badmouthed you!"
Gu Yan seemed to have guessed who it was and asked, "Oh? What did he say?"
Leng Ling'er replied indignantly, "He said you're a bad person and told me to stay away from you."
"He even looked at me with this pitying expression! I—I was so annoyed!"
Gu Yan chuckled lightly. "There are always people like that who think they know everything. Don't let it get to you."
"Since he wasn't talking about you, there's no need to be so upset."
Leng Ling'er wasn't having it. She protested, "Hey! He was badmouthing you! You're my brother-in-law—of course, I'm going to stand up for you!"
"And aren't you even a little bit angry?"
Gu Yan was unfazed. If people found out about what he was planning to do later, there would be far more people cursing him.
So this was nothing in comparison. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. Too many people curse me anyway. You can't be my mouthpiece and fight every battle for me, can you?"
Seeing Gu Yan's nonchalant attitude, Leng Ling'er grew even more frustrated. She shouted, "I don't care! If anyone insults my family, I'm going to clap back!"
"Who just takes insults without fighting back? I'm going to roast them!"
"Gu Yan, if anyone badmouths you again, tell me! I'll curse them out for you!"
At this point, Leng Ling'er suddenly realized there was a flaw in her statement.
She seemed to remember something and awkwardly added, "Um... except if it's my sister."
Gu Yan was surprised by her fiery defense. He smiled softly and said, "I didn't expect you to be so protective of your brother-in-law."
"Well, it's worth it. I added a dish for you—the one you've been craving."
Leng Ling'er's anger vanished instantly, replaced by a gleam in her eyes. "Huh? What do you mean, brother-in-law?"
"What else could it be? Didn't you say you wanted fried chicken legs?"
"Yay! Brother-in-law, you're the best!"

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?"

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]