Liu Weiwei secretly swallowed her saliva.
She tiptoed to the door of Chen Feng's room.
Pressed her ear against the door.
Clearly, she was someone keen and eager to learn.
At this moment, Liu Weiwei even thought of an excellent historical allusion.
Boring a hole in the wall to steal light!
She was torn over whether to emulate the studious spirit of her ancestors.
After all, at this moment, she desperately wanted to improve herself.
Chen Feng was currently working on a draft.
Seeing Jin Youxi enter, he immediately handed her his phone tripod and said:
"Turn on your phone's video recording and point it at us."
Jin Youxi covered her small mouth in shock!
Her heart was already overwhelmed with astonishment.
"Master is into this kind of thing?!"
"Although it's a bit embarrassing, if Master likes it, I'm willing!"
It was just a pity that, in her haste earlier, she had left her phone in her own room.
She hurriedly rushed out of the room again to fetch her phone.
Chen Feng was puzzled.
"Why did she run off again?"
As soon as she was out the door, Liu Weiwei couldn't wait to ask:
"Senior Sister, why are you out so quickly?"
"Is Master... that fast?"
Jin Youxi said mysteriously:
"Master told me to get my phone to record us!"
Liu Weiwei also opened her small mouth in surprise.
Jin Youxi said excitedly:
"When it's done, I'll definitely send you a copy first, Senior Sister."
Liu Weiwei, blushing, nodded silently.
Chen Feng urged from inside the room:
"Youxi, hurry up!"
"I'm in a hurry!"
Jin Youxi kicked her own door open.
Grabbed her phone, and in a flash, she was back in Chen Feng's room.
Then, following her master's instructions, she turned on her phone's video recording, placed it on the tripod,
and aimed it towards the bed.
Chen Feng asked in surprise:
"Why aim it at the bed?"
"Turn it around to face me."
Jin Youxi turned her head to look at Chen Feng and asked curiously:
"On the sofa then?"
Chen Feng nodded:
"Of course, where else if not on the sofa?"
"Once it's set up, come over here quickly."
Jin Youxi thought to herself,
"Master really knows how to have fun!"
Then she immediately jumped onto the sofa.
However, seeing Jin Youxi's attire, Chen Feng couldn't help but frown.
"It's already late autumn."
"Aren't you cold wearing something so airy?"
Cold?
Was that the point?
Wasn't Master looking at the important part?
Seeing his silly disciple's innocent expression, Chen Feng said helplessly:
"I originally wanted you, a big influencer, to help me."
"Forget it, I'll do it myself!"
"To avoid the video getting taken down."
Do it himself?
Jin Youxi exclaimed in surprise:
"Master! How can you do this kind of thing by yourself?"
Chen Feng waved his hand:
"It's fine, you just watch."
Jin Youxi pouted, somewhat disappointed.
But watching would be good too.
It should still be exciting.
The next moment, she saw Chen Feng speak into the phone camera:
"Hello everyone! I'm Chen Feng."
"What I'm about to say might sound unbelievable."
"But I guarantee that every single word I say is absolutely true."
...
Jin Youxi was stunned?
"What on earth is Master doing?"
"Why does it feel like we're not on the same wavelength?"
In one breath, Chen Feng completely and thoroughly explained the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice and the consequences of the war.
The overall message was a plea to stop the war.
Otherwise, no one could bear the consequences.
After finishing the recording, he said to Jin Youxi:
"I'm not very good at editing videos."
"After you edit it, post it online quickly."
"Best to post it on several platforms."
"I remember that on some platform, you can buy traffic to get on the hot search list, right?"
"We're not short of money now; we must get this video to trend!"
Jin Youxi, still unwilling to give up, asked:
"Master, is there anything else?"
As she spoke,
she even raised her arm and spun around in place.
Showing off her sheer, hinting-at-more clothing to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng, however, hurriedly got up and walked towards the door.
"Hurry up and post the video, don't forget."
"I'm going to request an audience with Elder Dugu."
Jin Youxi felt her burning enthusiasm had been doused with a bucket of cold water.
Angrily, she puffed out her cheeks.
"Hmph! If you won't play with me, I'll go play with Junior Sister!"
Dugu Sword Demon had now moved to the Kunlun Sanatorium.
After making inquiries,
Chen Feng arrived in front of Dugu Sword Demon's villa and stated his purpose to the villa steward.
However, he was informed that Dugu Sword Demon was at the front lines, overseeing the situation.
He had originally wanted to discuss this matter properly with the Martial Saint.
Only by gaining the Martial Saint's attention
would the Martial Arts Guild have to take it seriously.
Then things could develop in a controllable direction.
But things weren't as simple as Chen Feng thought.
Not long after Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei finished their work and posted the video,
they started receiving all sorts of ridicule.
"Is the Great Xia hero telling stories?"
"Has the Chosen Senior Sister's master switched careers to writing web novels?"
"A flood dragon transforming into a real dragon? Wow, I'd love to see that!"
"Is Kunlun fully opening really that terrifying?"
"Blood Sacrifice of Kunlun? Are we doing suspense and supernatural horror now?"
...
At first, it was just some people teasing.
But soon, many people began to support Chen Feng.
"I participated in the Kunlun Opening and was lucky to survive. I saw that giant snake with my own eyes."
"Mr. Chen Feng has absolutely no reason to fabricate such a lie; it brings him no benefit."
"I also think it's best to stop the war. Too many people have died since the Kunlun Opening until now."
"The Western Continent unconditionally supports the Great Xia hero. We can tell Chen is a sincere man."
"What Chen says is true. We hope Great Xia will cease hostilities immediately!"
...
Regarding Chen Feng's warning video, believers and skeptics each held their ground.
What left Chen Feng most speechless was that his video spread to the other three continents
and actually gained a lot of support from foreigners.
The Martial Arts Guild's official website, however, suffered because of it.
Countless netizens flooded in, demanding the truth of the matter.
"Is this alarmist talk or not, true or false?"
"Yeah! You old fogies are always silent at critical times."
"Is it rumor-mongering or not? Can't you give a statement?"
"Suggest arresting Chen Feng and asking him what his intentions are! How dare he disrupt our army's morale!"
"Is Chen Feng an enemy agent trying to influence the war situation?"
...
Ye Wujiang now disliked Chen Feng more and more.
He immediately tasked his think tank with figuring out how to handle this situation.
The people of the Four Great Families, seeing Chen Feng's trending video,
were all somewhat displeased.
Now that their family Martial Saints had fallen,
these families still wanted to rely on the war to gain greater benefits,
even to carve up the other three continents.
The fruits of victory were within reach.
Ceasing the war was out of the question.
In the Ye Family.
A direct descendant of the Ye family looked at Ye Xing and teased:
"What nonsense is your master spouting now?"
"Does he really think he can use some cheesy mythological story to make Great Xia stop its advance?"
Ye Xing smiled awkwardly and said:
"I was forced by circumstances back then to take him as my master."
"Actually, I'm not familiar with him at all."
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...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
