However, Su Luo and Little Yu tacitly chose not to speak much and went straight to sleep.
Just ordinary sleep.
While they slept, Nangong Xiyun remained awake, watching. For her, sleep was inconsequential.
The next day.
Still nothing to do.
Wherever Su Luo went, Nangong Xiyun followed.
Even if it was just a casual stroll around, she’d trail behind.
Eventually, Su Luo simply sat down and lay flat—something he was most skilled at.
No more fuss. He’d wait until Nangong Xiyun returned to normal.
Meanwhile, Nangong Xiyun resumed her meditation, her gaze fixed on Su Luo.
At that moment, a ferocious demon beast suddenly burst in, roaring, intent on devouring everyone present.
Yet, in the next second, Nangong Xiyun obliterated it without even sparing it a glance.
If even a demon beast met such a fate, anyone who dared disturb them would surely face worse.
And yet, someone did arrive.
"Wow, what’s gotten into you? So fiery all of a sudden?" Jiang Ningshu had arrived.
Seeing Nangong Xiyun in this state piqued her curiosity.
"What are you doing here?" Nangong Xiyun asked.
"What kind of question is that? The Heavenly Demon Sect is gone. I can go wherever I please."
"Then go somewhere cool and don’t bother me."
This whole situation was partly her fault, after all.
"This place is cool enough. I’ll stay right here. Honestly, I just asked a simple question—no need to be so hostile." Jiang Ningshu felt innocent and didn’t take Nangong Xiyun’s words to heart.
Nangong Xiyun snorted. "All thanks to you. But there are only two days left."
"Two days for what?" Jiang Ningshu paused before realizing. "Oh, you mean that thing? What if I told you I was just joking back then? How would you feel now?"
It was true—half of it had been a joke at the time. Yet, both Su Luo and Nangong Xiyun had taken it seriously.
No reason to back out now.
"I see. You’re here to pick a fight."
"Not at all. If you throw the first punch, then you’re the one looking for trouble." Jiang Ningshu had no intention of striking first—doing so would put her in the wrong.
Su Luo was still here, after all.
Nangong Xiyun also had no desire to start a fight. And if they did, what if it dragged on past the deadline? Just two more days—almost there.
In truth, she was overthinking it. Even in battle, she could keep perfect track of time.
With no fight breaking out, Jiang Ningshu naturally joined the group.
As more people gathered, the atmosphere grew livelier.
Su Luo, seeing everyone together, suggested, "Since we’re all here, why not hold a victory celebration?"
Jiang Ningshu was puzzled. "Do we even need one?"
"Rituals are important."
"What exactly are we celebrating?" Little Yu asked.
"Everyone’s outstanding performances recently. You’ve all worked hard."
But for Su Luo and the others, it was still a simple affair—just some food and casual performances.
That was it.
Simple, yet joyful.
......
"Last day, last day!" Nangong Xiyun kept chanting.
Her fervor made Su Luo nervous, as if something monumental would happen once the countdown ended.
Su Luo couldn’t help teasing her. "I’m surprised last night’s fun didn’t calm you down."
"Fun is fun, but this is non-negotiable."
Jiang Ningshu remarked, "You really have a hidden side to you. Lucky I uncovered it."
"Should I thank you for that?"
If not for Jiang Ningshu, this would’ve been over a month ago.
"Naturally."
"In your dreams."
......
Half a day left.
Nangong Xiyun grew increasingly restless, unable to sit still. She kept standing up, then sitting back down—over and over.
It almost looked like she was rehearsing.
"How much longer?"
Under Nangong Xiyun’s intense gaze, Su Luo also felt uneasy. Best to get this over with sooner.
"Almost there."
Two hours.
"Shouldn’t we, uh, give them some space?" Jiang Ningshu whispered to Little Yu.
"Huh? Do we need to?"
Wasn’t it just kissing?
"Wait, we don’t? We’re just gonna watch?" Jiang Ningshu was scandalized. Was this really something they could spectate?
She might not have experience, but she knew better than to intrude.
Little Yu caught her meaning from Jiang Ningshu’s expression.
"You mean… she’s planning to do that?"
"What else? That look in her eyes—it can’t mean anything else." Jiang Ningshu rolled her eyes. After all the times you’ve been with Su Luo, how do you not get this?
"N-no way. It’s broad daylight, and we’re in the middle of nowhere!" Little Yu was stunned. She’d always assumed Nangong Xiyun just wanted to kiss him senseless.
This… this was way too bold!
In an instant, Nangong Xiyun’s image in Little Yu’s mind shattered. Was she really like this?
"For someone of her cultivation level, it’s no issue." The wilderness? She could easily conjure a sealed space.
Jiang Ningshu felt like she understood this better than Little Yu.
"Then we should probably step away."
"My thoughts exactly." Jiang Ningshu had zero interest in watching.
One hour.
No one spoke.
Zero.
Nangong Xiyun erupted.
She pounced on Su Luo, pinning him to the ground.
And kissed him fiercely.
A crystalline room formed around them, sealing the two inside. From the outside, nothing was visible, and no sound escaped.
"W-well then." Little Yu hadn’t expected it to go this far.
"Told you." Jiang Ningshu wore a smug "I knew it" expression.
So the two of them waited outside, idling about.
Inside the room, a long time passed before Nangong Xiyun finally lifted her head slightly.
"Su Luo…"
Su Luo was also startled. No matter how he looked at it, this was too intense.
Even the tongue and everything.
Nangong Xiyun kissed him again, but this time, much gentler, as if savoring a delicious fruit.
Finally, she rested her head against Su Luo’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"Feeling better now?"
Seeing Nangong Xiyun like this, Su Luo assumed she’d returned to normal.
"Mhm. Much better."
"Then let’s go out."
"Go out?"
"Huh?" Su Luo was confused. Something about Nangong Xiyun’s tone felt off.
Nangong Xiyun sat up, straddling him. "Didn’t we just get started?"
Then she began her assault on Su Luo.
Wait, no—
Su Luo was dumbfounded.
Wasn’t this just supposed to be kissing?
But Nangong Xiyun’s actions made it clear—this was far from over.
And she was relentless. Her movements were direct and forceful, swiftly claiming "Little Su Luo" before he could react.
Su Luo truly hadn’t expected Nangong Xiyun to go this far.
Like Little Yu, he’d assumed a few kisses would suffice.
Who knew Nangong Xiyun would play for keeps? This wasn’t the image he had of her.
At this point, Su Luo didn’t know how to describe his emotions.
But one thing was certain—joy dominated most of it.
Since things had already escalated this far, Su Luo decided to hold back no longer.
......
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
