Without a moment to mourn Gu Yan's exposed lie, the person sitting on the bed now was...
"Qingqiu, does this feel good?"
Gu Yan asked softly, his fingers gently kneading Leng Qingqiu's shoulders. Despite being wrapped in bandages himself, resembling a small white mountain, he continued.
"I only pretended to be injured to hide my true strength..."
Leng Qingqiu crossed her arms and let out a cold, noncommittal laugh. "Heh."
Seeing that his efforts were ineffective, Gu Yan continued with his divine-level massage technique and said, "Qingqiu, my dear Qingqiu~ It was just a little joke, alright?~~"
"You know how much I've missed you!"
This only served to ignite Leng Qingqiu's anger further.
"If you really missed me, you wouldn't have done something so dangerous!"
Her voice carried a tinge of fury as she turned her head, her icy glare piercing Gu Yan. "You've been lucky to escape every time, but how long can that last?"
"Do you think those enemies will show mercy? Gu Yan, you underestimate how vicious Night can be!"
"And not just Night, do you think those sect members are good people? Wrong! They only care about your family's influence!"
"If you're of no use to them, they'll abandon you without a second thought!"
Leng Qingqiu's words came like a storm, rapid and trembling, as waves of emotion rippled through her heart.
She knew her concerns weren't baseless. She understood the ruthlessness of this world better than anyone.
"This time, you were lucky and didn't get seriously hurt. But what about next time? Will your luck hold every time?"
"Do you think those enemies are actors you hired, always letting you off the hook?"
"Gu Yan! You're underestimating the world of martial artists!"
"Fine! If you're so determined to throw your life away, go ahead! I'll just pretend I never knew you!"
Leng Qingqiu's voice trembled slightly from the intensity of her emotions.
She knew all too well the cruelty of the martial world and how those who impersonated Night would go to great lengths to disguise themselves as such.
That was why she feared how much harm Gu Yan, now entangled in this mess, might suffer.
This time, they were saved because Mei Xue and You Xingxue intervened and brought them back.
But what about next time?
She never expected this scoundrel to do something so dangerous right after what they had shared.
Thankfully, Mei Xue had rescued them, or else... she truly didn't know what she would have done.
Leng Qingqiu had to admit that the thought of Gu Yan dying made it hard for her to breathe, her heart aching as if pierced by a knife.
Sometimes, Xiao Leng was right.
Gu Yan had changed her too much.
She had become so emotional because of him, something that would have never happened to her before.
Gu Yan was stunned by her words.
Qingqiu... is she really this worried about me?
That ruthless villain from the original story... has she truly been softened by him?
Her voice, trembling yet sharp, was filled with concern for him.
And the traces of tears that hadn't yet faded from the corners of her eyes.
Thump! Thump!
His heart raced uncontrollably!
This contrasting side of Qingqiu!!
Gu Yan thought she was absolutely adorable!!!!
He couldn't hold back any longer. Rip!! His clothes tore apart, and the bandages burst open!
Before Leng Qingqiu could react, Gu Yan tightly embraced her and shouted, "Ahhh! Qingqiu! My Qingqiu!! You're just too cute like this!"
"Just as cute as last night!! I... I can't hold back anymore!!"
"I'll absorb, absorb, absorb, absorb!!!"
!!!!
This sudden outburst left Leng Qingqiu both embarrassed and furious.
She froze for a moment before regaining her composure and coldly scolded, "You scoundrel! Let go of me!!"
Gu Yan's tight embrace and his words made her heart pound like a war drum, her cheeks instantly flushing with a peach-like blush.
Wait, are you seriously not acting anymore??
How are you going to explain this to your parents? Did you just tear off the bandages like that?
Weren't you just saying you pretended to be injured to hide your strength? Was that all a lie??
And! What made her even more embarrassed was!!
"Wait!!"
"What do you mean by last night?!"
Leng Qingqiu pushed hard against Gu Yan, her ears turning red, her voice tinged with both anger and shame.
Last night? Damn it!
How could she have forgotten about that!
Gu Yan tried to lean in closer, but Leng Qingqiu's strength forced him into a temporary stalemate.
"What I mean is..."
He grabbed Leng Qingqiu's hands and pulled them apart, allowing him to see her slightly blushing face. He took a deep breath and said, "That night, Qingqiu! You were so bold!"
Before he could finish.
Bang!
Gu Yan felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness faded, as if he had blacked out.
"?"
He looked at Leng Qingqiu's embarrassed and furious expression before his eyes slowly closed.
Huh? Why do I feel so dizzy?
Thud!
Gu Yan gently collapsed onto Leng Qingqiu's lap, his expression peaceful and serene.
"Oh no... oh no..."
"I accidentally knocked him out with the Evil Tome!"
Leng Qingqiu looked at the Evil Tome floating behind Gu Yan's head. Though she apologized, her expression seemed more relieved than anything.
Then, she glanced down at Gu Yan, who was lying on her lap, and reached out to poke his cheek. She pursed her lips and muttered, "You're such a scoundrel. Even when you're unconscious, you have to collapse in the most inappropriate place."
[Other me... why did you suddenly knock out the cauldron?]
At this moment, Xiao Leng appeared.
Leng Qingqiu's expression stiffened, and she coughed lightly before saying, "Isn't this what they always do on TV? Knock them out, and when they wake up, they forget everything!"
"What happened last night! He must never know!"
[.......You've been watching too much TV.]
"Xiao Leng, shut up! You don't understand anything!"
It seemed like something in her words had struck a nerve with Xiao Leng.
The usually emotionless Xiao Leng unexpectedly replied.
[You're the one who doesn't understand. If it were me... I wouldn't waste this opportunity.]
"?? Xiao Leng, what are you talking about? Just shut up for now!"
After retorting in her mind, Leng Qingqiu reached out and began to examine Gu Yan's body, from his face to every part of his physique.
Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong did she finally relax.
So was he really just pretending to be injured to hide his strength?
Or was it just to get her to come visit him?
Or perhaps both?
Regardless, Leng Qingqiu's heart had gradually calmed down after learning that Gu Yan was fine.
She opened her eyes and looked at the life essence before her, feeling a strange flutter in her heart.
"Gu Yan..."
Leng Qingqiu leaned down slightly, her lips tentatively approaching Gu Yan's. When she saw that he showed no reaction, she became bolder.
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
And as for those who impersonate Night... whoever you are...
While replenishing Gu Yan's energy, Leng Qingqiu issued a mental order to hunt down the impostors.
I will make sure you pay a heavy price!!
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.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
