Hearing that Chen Feng had once again ventured into Kunlun Mountain, bringing back a bounty of treasures, Gu Qianqian’s heart instantly blossomed with joy.
“Master has brought me gifts,” she exclaimed, leaping up from the ground with delight.
Turning to the Qilin, she said eagerly, “Take me to the herb fields quickly. I want to pick a few herbs for Master.”
The Qilin, usually obedient to this human friend’s simple requests, nodded without hesitation.
With a single gulp, it swallowed Gu Qianqian whole and soared into the air.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Crane flapped its wings and returned to the edge of the Jade Pool, turning to the Mystic Turtle beside it.
“Ever since the little Qilin died three hundred years ago, Gu Qianqian is the only one of the ancient tribe who has gained recognition from the last remaining Qilin,” the Spirit Crane said.
The Mystic Turtle recalled those days and spoke, “Ten years ago, this Qilin was bitten by a flood dragon. Eight-year-old Qianqian used Zhu fruits to heal its wounds but was blinded by the Qilin’s blood.”
“After losing her sight, Qianqian didn’t know how to get home. She stayed atop Jade Mountain Peak, keeping the injured Qilin company for three days and nights until Zhang Bowen found her.”
“That was when the little girl discovered that Zhang Bowen’s colors were the exact opposite of the Qilin’s, and she realized that, like the Qilin, she could see the good and evil in living beings.”
“To distinguish between friend and foe, she stubbornly refused to eat Zhu fruits ever since.”
As the two spirit beasts chatted, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky. The Qilin came to a stop beneath the Zhu fruit tree.
Gu Qianqian emerged from the Qilin’s mouth and said, “Grandpa Mystic Turtle, may I pick some Zhu fruits?”
The Mystic Turtle chuckled heartily. “You should call me Great Ancestor, not grandpa.”
“But calling you grandpa feels more intimate,” Gu Qianqian replied, already reaching out by feel to pluck five Zhu fruits.
The heavy branches, laden with fruit, hung almost to the ground, making them easy to harvest.
The Spirit Crane cautioned, “Don’t pick too many. These fruits are key to preventing the flood dragon’s transformation.”
Gu Qianqian nodded immediately.
She tucked the five Zhu fruits into a cloth pouch and slipped back into the Qilin’s mouth.
With a leap, the Qilin dove into the Jade Pool.
The Mystic Turtle gazed at the still surface of the pool and spoke slowly, “Qianqian’s master is no ordinary person. Perhaps he can help us stop the flood dragon.”
The Spirit Crane looked puzzled. “Why do you say that?”
The Mystic Turtle replied, “He’s the first human to make the mountain spirits and water souls speak. The true mystery behind him might require you to take another look.”
Hearing this, the Spirit Crane no longer hesitated.
With a flap of its wings, it plunged into the Jade Pool.
At this moment, Chen Feng had just stepped out of the fog-shrouded Kunlun Mountain.
As his vision cleared, he quickly turned back to look.
He realized that the fog barrier had somehow drifted far into the distant horizon.
The truth was, just moments ago, he had still been inside that mist.
“Amazing!” Chen Feng exclaimed in wonder.
Following his memories, he set off toward Jade Mountain.
His sudden appearance startled a flock of birds into flight.
Countless dinosaurs sensed his overwhelming presence and hurriedly scattered.
Chen Feng looked at the fleeing dinosaurs, his heart burning with determination.
“When I head back, I’ll definitely catch one to carry out,” he vowed.
Under the clear sky, a streak of lightning tore across the heavens.
Chen Feng stood with his back to the rising sun, watching as the qilin appeared once again.
Then, with a single breath, he exhaled Gu Qianqian.
“Qianqian, you really arrived quickly.”
Qianqian stopped in her tracks and turned toward the voice.
The master, who had once been pure and flawless, now bore a small black spot.
This caused a tight knot to form in Gu Qianqian’s heart.
She had no idea what had happened to her master in the outside world.
“Master, how did a tiny stain find its way into your kindness?”
Her words caught Chen Feng off guard.
For a moment, he didn’t know how to respond.
“Could it be that I’ve turned bad?”
He was puzzled himself.
After all, he hadn’t done anything wrong since stepping outside.
Gu Qianqian fell silent for a moment before speaking again:
“Even if there’s a small black spot, you’re still the kindest person I’ve ever met.”
Chen Feng smiled softly.
He didn’t want to dwell on the matter.
“Qianqian, these are some little gifts for you—a toy train and a toy excavator.”
“And some dolls and snacks that girls like.”
“And all of these were bought for you by your senior sister.”
Gu Qianqian’s face lit up with joy:
“Wow, I didn’t know I had a senior sister.”
“My senior sister must be a kind person too.”
Chen Feng chuckled warmly:
“Even kinder than me.”
Qianqian then took off the small cloth pouch she carried.
Inside were herbs she had gathered for Chen Feng.
“These are gifts I’m giving to my senior sister and master.”
Chen Feng accepted the pouch without hesitation and took a look.
He was instantly stunned.
There was a millennium-old blood ginseng, nine-leaf yao grass, seven-colored snow lotus, and five red fruits.
He hadn’t expected his disciple to be so resourceful.
She had managed to collect so many rare treasures all at once.
“Looks like Master’s going to get rich this time.”
Hearing his praise, Gu Qianqian smiled happily.
Chen Feng opened a suitcase and pulled out a toy excavator, handing it to Gu Qianqian.
“This is the excavator.”
Qianqian excitedly held it, running her hands all over it from end to end.
It really had a little shovel for digging.
But it felt heavy and a bit big.
She had also touched her friends’ toy excavators before.
She remembered theirs weren’t this heavy.
And even ten of theirs combined wouldn’t be as big as the one in her hands.
It was a pity she hadn’t brought the Heavenly Demon Qin with her.
If she had, she would have used its music to sense what this excavator was really like.
Chen Feng then pulled out a doll and handed it to Gu Qianqian.
“And here’s a doll—that’s what girls should be playing with.”
“This one was caught by your senior sister herself.”
Gu Qianqian took the doll and stroked it several times, uncertainly asking:
“Is this a child?”
Chen Feng looked at the gray wolf doll in her hands and felt a little awkward.
“Actually, that’s a wolf.”
A wolf?
Gu Qianqian wondered in confusion.
So wolves in the outside world look like this.
Chen Feng then opened a suitcase filled with snacks.
The master and disciple began to enjoy the treats together.
“This is called egg waffle—does it smell good?”
“This one is a molten mochi.”
“This is a chocolate-filled cookie.”
“And this is a cream puff.”
Chen Feng peeled each snack open for his disciple.
At this moment, Gu Qianqian’s taste buds were completely conquered.
“Wow! This is so delicious!”
“Master, peel me another one. I want the qilin to try it too.”
She picked up a cream puff and gently stroked the qilin’s face.
“Kirin, try this one! It’s really delicious.”
Though Kirin was a bit reluctant, he still opened his mouth and swallowed the small cream puff.
The next moment, Kirin’s eyes lit up with delight.
Master and apprentice, plus one Kirin.
Under the shade of a tree, they ate and chatted until the afternoon, when Qianqian reluctantly prepared to leave.
“Goodbye, Master!”
Chen Feng waved at Qianqian, even though this disciple couldn’t see him.
“Next time, I’ll definitely bring you some ice cream.”
To avoid damaging the suitcase and travel bag, Kirin could only carry them on his back and slowly fly back to Yushan.
Chen Feng didn’t waste any more time.
He slung the small pouch filled with rare heavenly and earthly treasures over his shoulder.
Then, with a grin, he began admiring a group of dinosaurs in the distance.
As the sound waves of the qijue zither echoed out,
a fully feathered Velociraptor was stunned and collapsed to the ground.
Chen Feng stepped forward and hoisted the Velociraptor onto his shoulders.
Closing his eyes tightly, he dashed swiftly toward the border of Kunlun Mountain.
Wild beasts along the way hurriedly got out of his path.
When he occasionally ran into large trees, Chen Feng simply smashed through them using his martial spirit’s afterimage.
From the treetop far away, a spiritual crane stared in shock at Chen Feng’s retreating figure.
“No wonder the mountain spirits and water souls reacted so strongly.”
“A human’s vitality matches that of our spiritual beasts, even surpassing the limits of Kunlun Mountain.”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
