The Leng Family.
Study.
Leng Qingqiu stood by the window, gazing outside.
She could clearly see the life essence of Gu Yan inside the car outside the house.
But...
Huh? Why has Gu Yan been in the car with his bodyguard for so long?
What are they doing in there?
It's already been a minute, why hasn't Gu Yan come up yet?
Ah....
Five minutes have passed.
Gu Yan still hasn't come out....
Sigh!
Ten minutes now!
Oh no, oh no!
Could Gu Yan be doing something with his bodyguard in the car?
[Enough, other me, maybe they're just discussing something.]
[Stop overthinking, can't you act like the Night King?]
Little Cold couldn't help but speak up to remind her.
Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu's expression stiffened slightly. She took a deep breath and, feigning calmness, said, "What are you talking about, Little Cold? I'm not overthinking."
"It's just that Gu Yan usually rushes over as soon as he arrives at the Leng Family, but now he hasn't come out for ten minutes... ah, 12 minutes and 13 seconds now..."
Leng Qingqiu's expression grew anxious again, her heart feeling hollow.
She covered her face, her voice trembling, "What should I do, Little Cold? Did I neglect Gu Yan because I was busy with the preparations for his family's annual meeting these past two days? Did he feel sad and lonely because of that?"
[.........]
[Other me... you're really too much....]
[If the furnace knew you were like this behind his back, he would definitely lose his worldview.]
[Besides... if you really love the furnace so much, why do you act so formal around him?]
"........."
"What nonsense are you saying? When have I ever acted formal around Gu Yan?!"
Leng Qingqiu immediately retorted.
But upon reflection, she realized her words might have been a bit inappropriate.
So she rephrased, "Anyway, you wouldn't understand!"
"This is the joy of being in love!"
[?]
[Other me, isn't that a line from the novel 'The Blind Fiancée' that you've been reading lately?]
[I've told you so many times, the content on the internet is meant to improve yourself.]
[Not to use against my sharp remarks.]
[If I had known that the first thing you'd do after learning to use the internet was to binge on romance dramas, I would never have taught you how to use it.]
Little Cold was actually feeling a bit regretful.
Because earlier, in order to keep her secret—that she had actually known how to use internet devices for a long time—she had fabricated a lie.
She said...
The reason Leng Qingqiu had become an electronic idiot was because all her talents had been absorbed and used by her inner personality, Little Cold.
And Leng Qingqiu believed it, asking Little Cold to teach her how to use these devices.
Thus...
Leng Qingqiu learned, and even mastered typing blindly to search for content.
Plus, Gu Yan had gifted her a voice-controlled phone that wasn't even available on the market.
So now Leng Qingqiu studied mostly on her phone or computer.
Of course... at first, it was fine.
Leng Qingqiu would learn useful knowledge.
But... perhaps she stumbled upon some website or another.
Because Leng Qingqiu got hooked.
She began her journey of binge-watching dramas.
Sometimes she even knitted scarves while watching, claiming it was "sharpening the axe while chopping wood."
Is that even how that phrase is used?!
By now.
Little Cold had finally waited for Leng Qingqiu to finish knitting the scarf.
And when she heard Leng Qingqiu say she was going to focus on serious matters, she felt relieved, thinking that the other me had finally remembered her main responsibilities.
But then Leng Qingqiu's attention turned back to Gu Yan.
That mere furnace, how could he keep bewitching the other me over and over again?
Little Cold really couldn't understand it.
Listening to Little Cold's lecture, Leng Qingqiu felt a bit indignant, "Little Cold, I'm the main personality, why do you keep lecturing me?"
[Other me, I think you've truly forgotten what your real mission is.]
[Revenge, to avenge your deceased loved ones.]
[Have you forgotten all that?]
[You, who are so immersed in love, do you still deserve to control this body?]
Little Cold's usually calm tone carried a hint of severity.
These words struck a chord in Leng Qingqiu's heart.
She suddenly realized.
Yes, revenge should be her top priority.
But what had she been doing lately?
She had thrown her thoughts of revenge to the back of her mind.
All she could think about was Gu Yan.
Initially, she wanted to learn about electronic devices to better and more conveniently acquire new knowledge.
But now...
She had been searching for all sorts of romance novels and audiovisual materials, using her sharp mind to construct character models and scenes in her head.
Leng Qingqiu was filled with regret, "Leng Qingqiu, oh Leng Qingqiu."
"You've become so lazy."
"I..."
She was about to say something to reaffirm her determination.
But the next second.
"Qingqiu~ I'm here~!"
Bang!
The door was pushed open.
Gu Yan cheerfully strolled in.
After arranging the next steps of the plan with Old Gao, Gu Yan couldn't wait to rush over.
He was 13 minutes and 23 seconds later than usual, and he wondered if Qingqiu would be upset.
But knowing Qingqiu's personality, she probably wouldn't mind such a small thing!
On Leng Qingqiu's side.
Her newfound sense of purpose shattered the moment Gu Yan arrived.
She thought to herself...
He's 13 minutes and 23 seconds later than usual...
But it doesn't matter, as long as Gu Yan is here.
Little Cold: [......]
So, on the surface, she feigned calmness and replied, "What are you doing here again? I've been very busy lately."
Hearing this, Gu Yan chuckled softly.
Of course, he knew that as the Night King, Leng Qingqiu had many responsibilities.
But!
Qingqiu had neglected him for two days!
Plus, he was leaving the day after tomorrow, so he had to make the most of his free time to spend with her!
So, Gu Yan moved closer, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, "Qingqiu, don't say that. I came because I missed you."
"You have no idea how busy things have been in Jianghai lately. The day after tomorrow, your dear husband is going to a very dangerous place."
"Every moment I can spend with you now is precious!"
Leng Qingqiu, held in Gu Yan's embrace, felt her heart racing. Hearing his words, her heart tightened, "Where are you going?"
"There's an ancient ruin that recently appeared, and they say there's ancient energy there."
"The Martial Arts Department asked us to investigate."
"But it's no big deal, I have Old Gao with me. He'll keep me safe."
Gu Yan inhaled Leng Qingqiu's scent, his face showing pure delight.
Ah~ Ah~ My Qingqiu~
Leng Qingqiu, however, had no time to play around with Gu Yan after hearing this. She pushed him away, "Stop fooling around, tell me what's really going on?"
And so.
Gu Yan explained the plan of the Martial Arts Department.
After about ten minutes,
Leng Qingqiu understood everything.
But then, a hint of resentment crept into her heart.
Why wasn’t this man worried about his own safety at all?
Couldn’t he just avoid going to such dangerous places? After all, he was going to inherit the Gu Family at the annual meeting, so why take such risks?
However, as Gu Yan had mentioned, Old Gao would be by his side for protection.
Besides, there were also people like Mei Xue around. Even if they encountered danger, escaping would still be possible.
When the time came, she would definitely make sure Mei Xue and the others protected Gu Yan properly!
“Alright, be careful,” Leng Qingqiu said, temporarily setting aside her worries after thinking things through.
“Hehe, I knew you’d be the best, Qingqiu. Oh, by the way, I brought you a little gift.”
“Ling’er told me you’ve recently learned how to use a phone, right?”
“Here, this phone case is for you.”
Gu Yan pulled out a phone case with a small black cat charm attached.
Leng Qingqiu was momentarily stunned before taking it. She touched the little charm, feeling that its outline seemed familiar.
With a pleasantly surprised expression, she asked, “This outline... is it Night King?”
Night King was the name of the black cat Gu Yan kept at home.
Over the past month, Leng Qingqiu had also grown fond of that adorable and clingy little black cat.
“Yeah, I know you like Night King, so I had a phone case custom-made with its image.”
“This little charm is also shaped like Night King.”
Gu Yan chuckled. “Oh, and Qingqiu, since you’ve learned how to use a phone now, does that mean...”
“We can voice chat or video call from now on?”
Leng Qingqiu had already put the phone case on her phone. Hearing Gu Yan’s words, she rolled her eyes inwardly.
Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know what you’re getting at!
On the surface, however, she slightly raised her chin and said, “We’ll talk about it when you get back.”
Gu Yan, of course, understood what she meant and immediately nodded repeatedly. “Alright, Qingqiu. Since you’ve said so, I’ll definitely come back alive!”
“What kind of weird flag is that? You’re not allowed to say things like that anymore!”
Leng Qingqiu had recently read a lot of tragic romance stories where the main characters made strange vows and then never returned.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you,” Gu Yan said, his hands starting to wander as he spoke.
A flirtatious atmosphere filled the room.
Little Cold remained silent: 【........】

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.

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia