Xiao Ruohan’s squad members had no idea what had put their captain in such a good mood—she was laughing so loudly.
Several male team members who secretly admired their captain acted like lovesick dogs catching a whiff of dog food.
They quietly approached Xiao Ruohan’s room and cracked the door open just a sliver.
Hoping to share in their goddess’s good mood and keep her company.
But what they saw shocked them.
The formidable, stoic Ice Queen, Xiao Ruohan,
was now twisting her face in an expression of longing as she stared fixedly at Chen Feng on the TV screen.
She even reached out, as if through the screen, to gently stroke Chen Feng’s cheek.
Murmuring softly:
“Master, oh Master! Another betrayal—does it remind you of me?”
“Have you ever reflected on why we were the ones who betrayed you?”
“Ha ha ha… I always knew I wasn’t the only one to betray you back then.”
“And now, this is the best proof.”
Seeing Chen Feng disgraced, labeled a traitor, and utterly ruined,
Xiao Ruohan genuinely felt happy for her master.
But her actions at that moment scared the four lovestruck guys outside the door half to death.
They saw her left hand caressing the image of Chen Feng on the screen,
while her right hand’s movements left them utterly dumbfounded.
“What is the captain’s right hand doing?”
“Looks like… no, no! We must be mistaken!”
“Maybe, possibly, perhaps, it’s just scratching an itch.”
“Oh my god! I feel like my goddess just shattered before my eyes!”
...
A few minutes later, a dragon’s roar echoed.
Xiao Ruohan had lost control for a moment, her martial spirit manifesting involuntarily,
emitting a series of dragon roars.
After calming the raging blood and qi within her, Xiao Ruohan slowly turned around.
Her gaze fixed on the four outside the door.
“You all saw that?”
The four outside instantly broke out in cold sweat.
They immediately fled in panic.
Back in their dorms,
they still felt as if they had been dreaming.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
The usually serious, unsmiling Captain Xiao Ruohan
had such a twisted side in private.
Their entire worldview exploded on the spot.
Yet, deep down, they felt an inexplicable thrill.
That night, the four tossed and turned, secretly working late into the night before they finally fell asleep.
Little did they know,
this would be the last time they ever slept.
The next day, on a mission,
Xiao Ruohan’s squad was ambushed, and all nine members were killed in action!
Only the captain managed to escape.
...
At the Ye family estate,
Ye Xing was diligently practicing the Unyielding Golden Body technique in the training arena.
Lately, he had become quite proficient with this skill.
Even his qi and blood cultivation were rapidly increasing during practice.
He couldn’t help but feel delighted.
This was by far the smoothest martial art he had ever cultivated.
At this moment, he could truly sense
an extraordinary affinity between himself and this martial technique.
Moreover, the family patriarch had personally told him that this defensive skill was hardly any weaker than the Vajra Invincible Divine Skill.
“I never expected Chen Feng, this country bumpkin, to teach each of his disciples such advanced techniques.”
“But it’s a pity he doesn’t try to ally himself with powerful families like ours.”
“Instead, he dares to stir up trouble—he really doesn’t know when to quit.”
Regarding the matter of reporting Chen Feng...
Ye Xing didn’t care in the slightest.
Nor did he feel the slightest bit of guilt.
He had grown up in the Ye family.
Because his constitution was weak, he had been involved in the family business from an early age.
As for someone like Chen Feng, a nouveau riche without any foundation—
He looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Xing believed that Chen Feng was just someone with a slightly better constitution, and after all, only a mixed-blood descendant of the Kunlun lineage.
But compared to the Ye family, he was nothing.
People like him were only fit to be stepping stones for great aristocratic families.
Even if Ye Xing wasn’t favored within his own family, he was still a noble of a prestigious clan.
Not someone Chen Feng could ever aspire to be with.
Especially when he thought back to the time he had knelt and sworn Chen Feng to be his master—
He felt a wave of humiliation wash over him.
Kunlun City.
Although Chen Feng had already been warned in advance by Wang Hao,
When the moment truly arrived,
His emotions were still incredibly complicated.
Since the founding of Kunlun,
He had risked life and death for the Great Xia,
Only to end up with such a fate.
"The interests of noble families really are untouchable."
"I don’t even have the ability to speak up anymore."
"After all, whoever controls public opinion is the one who defines justice."
Chen Feng gave a self-mocking laugh.
He couldn’t help but recall a phrase he had once seen online:
“A hero who dies can forever remain a hero.
A hero who lives may eventually become a coward.”
The saddest part was—
This time, he had misjudged people again.
He had taken in a traitor like Ye Xing.
He had even helped Ye Xing’s family secure the position of Chairman of the Martial Arts Guild.
Chen Feng felt utterly ridiculous at this moment.
Just then,
The doorbell of the villa suddenly rang.
Jin Youxi answered the intercom.
The security personnel from Kunlun Sanatorium immediately reported:
“There’s a woman named Su Yan claiming to be Mr. Chen Feng’s fiancée. She wants to enter the villa.”
Fiancée?
Jin Youxi’s eyes widened.
“No way, absolutely impossible!”
“I must have misheard!”
“Wait, isn’t Su Yan my third junior sister?”
“Master could never have a fiancée. This stupid security guard must be making things up.”
“Master would never be interested in that old aunt.”
Jin Youxi broke out in a cold sweat.
She patted her chest nervously.
Speaking into the microphone, she said:
“I have to remind you, she is not my master’s fiancée; she’s my junior sister.”
“Let Su Yan in.”
The security guard glanced at Su Yan.
He thought to himself, “What good does your reminder do? It wasn’t me who said she was the fiancée.”
Hearing Jin Youxi’s voice,
Su Yan gave a mischievous smile.
“This senior sister is probably going to be crying soon.”
Chen Feng felt a bit awkward upon hearing Su Yan had arrived.
“Could she really be here to make me fulfill the marriage agreement?”
“I wonder if it’s ‘Little Su Yan’ or ‘Old Su Yan’ coming.”
He recalled that before entering Kunlun Mountain, he had promised Su Yan that after finishing his business, they would discuss marriage.
He hadn’t expected her to show up at a time like this.
Soon, Su Yan arrived at the villa.
Jin Youxi looked at Su Yan with some confusion.
“Who are you looking for?”
Su Yan flashed a bright smile and introduced herself:
“I’m Su Yan, and I’m your master’s fiancée.”
“You must be his top disciple, Jin Youxi, right?”
“You’re really cute. I heard you like to cling to him a lot.”
Jin Youxi automatically ignored everything Su Yan said.
She only heard three words.
Fiancée!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"You must be mistaken."
"My master doesn't have a fiancée."
At that moment, Chen Feng cleared his throat and walked over to the door.
"Youxi, she is your junior sister Su Yan's daughter, and her name is also Su Yan."
"Let her in first."
Su Yan's daughter is also named Su Yan?
Jin Youxi felt completely confused.
What on earth was going on?
As soon as Su Yan stepped into the living room, she coquettishly called out:
"Honey, you've been back for so long, why haven't you contacted me at all?"
"Are you going back on your word?"
"I’ve already fulfilled my promise and left the Swallow Heaven Club."
"If you dare lie to me, I’ll die for you."
Saying that, she rushed straight at Chen Feng.
Throwing herself into his arms.
Jin Youxi immediately widened her eyes!
"What did I just hear?"
"When did Master find himself a vixen?"
"The little cabbage I’ve been carefully looking after has actually been taken by someone else?"
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.”
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...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?"
