In an instant, the already crowded crowd surged towards the guardrail.
Ah~!
Suddenly, the woman holding a little girl in one hand and a selfie stick in the other screamed as her body was pushed against the guardrail by the jostling people behind her.
The worst thing was that she was still holding her daughter's hand.
This sudden scene caused the little girl on the guardrail to instantly lose her balance and fall directly off the guardrail.
Ah~!
Yang Shuxi also screamed, her face pale, and instinctively reached out to grab the girl, but only touched the corner of the girl's clothes.
"My daughter!"
Only now did the woman realize how foolish she had been. Her face drained of color as she leaned over the guardrail looking down, but saw that the little girl had not fallen into the tiger enclosure, but was caught by a wire below.
Swish~!
Suddenly, a tearing sound came from the little girl's clothes that were snagged on the wire, and it was slowly ripping apart, with the possibility of her falling at any time.
"Quickly save my daughter, hurry and save her!" The woman threw her phone aside, and looked at the crowd anxiously, her face full of panic.
But the little girl was still more than a meter above the guardrail. To pull her up, one would have to cross over the guardrail, and there was almost no safe handhold on the other side. Even an agile athlete might easily lose their footing and fall into the tiger enclosure.
Meanwhile, the two tigers that were napping heard the commotion and slowly got up, then approached the wall.
Clearly, they had already targeted the hanging little girl as prey.
Facing the woman's pleas, everyone lowered their heads, because it was too dangerous. If they went down to rescue the little girl, it was likely they would fall along with her.
"Hurry... call the guards to help," someone in the crowd shouted.
Indeed, several people took out their phones, trying to find the zoo security office's number.
The little girl could fall at any time, and the two tigers below were greedily awaiting their prey.
Calling security now, the girl would likely already have become food for the tigers before they arrived.
On the other side, Ye Fengwu also noticed the commotion. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw a tall, charming figure unexpectedly cross over the guardrail - it was Yang Shuxi, the closest to the little girl.
Seeing this, Ye Fengwu's face changed. He had not expected his sister-in-law to be so brave, but bravery alone would not help her lacking strength.
"Shuxi, it's dangerous, come back!"
Fu Hui and Zhang Ya turned pale with fright. They knew Yang Shuxi was kindhearted, but what she was doing now was far too dangerous. If she slipped, not only would she be unable to save the little girl, she herself would become the tigers' next meal.
Xu Jian and the other two boys also saw Yang Shuxi's fearless actions. Although worried, they did not have the courage to go down and help.
"Give me your hand," Yang Shuxi's feet could barely stand on any footholds. Her left hand clung tightly to a railing while her right hand reached for the little girl, but the girl was still dozens of centimeters away. For Yang Shuxi to grab the girl's hand, she would have to let go of her left hand.
The little girl could fall at any moment. Everyone watched tensely below, hoping for a miracle.
"Wah... Mommy, I want Mommy!" The frightened little girl cried loudly. She wanted to grab the lady's hand, but her clothes were tearing and her body slowly slipping down.
"Quick, grab my hand!" Yang Shuxi said anxiously, her face flushed red. The left hand clinging to the guardrail was gradually losing strength, and could let go at any moment.
Perhaps too afraid, the little girl did not dare reach up with her raised hand.
Swish~!
Just then, the clothes snagged on the wire completely tore apart.
Ah~!
Ah~!
Many people screamed in terror. The little girl's mother turned pale and directly fainted.
Slap~!
Yang Shuxi's body suddenly crashed down, grabbing hold of the little girl's clothes.
Phew~!
Everyone let out a breath of relief, followed by a round of applause.
"Someone help me, I... I can't hold on," Yang Shuxi cried out pleadingly from outside the guardrail. Her left hand clinging to the railing was slowly loosening. Her strength was not great to begin with, and grasping the girl with her right hand had drained her.
But there was a thick glass wall around the guardrail. To get to Yang Shuxi, one would have to cross over, yet among the onlookers, not a single person dared step forward.
This was not indifference, but showed that when facing life and death, not everyone had the courage to confront it.
Ah~!
Finally, Yang Shuxi could no longer support herself and slipped down along with the little girl towards the tiger enclosure.
Phew~!
Below, the two tigers who had been waiting eagerly crouched down, as if ready to pounce up at their prey.
Above, many closed their eyes.
Tears rolled down Zhang Ya and Fu Hui's faces.
Whoosh~!
Suddenly, an agile figure leaped over the over one meter tall guardrail and shot down like a nimble hunting leopard.
Bang~!
A muffled sound rang out as the figure landed heavily on the ground of the tiger enclosure.
The little girl and Yang Shuxi were safely caught in his arms.
Yang Shuxi knew she was going to die the moment she let go with her left hand. But she regretted being unable to save the little girl.
Hmm~!
The ground did not seem as hard as she expected.
Yang Shuxi slowly opened her eyes, a trace of puzzlement in her fearful gaze.
Seeing the handsome face before her, she was instantly filled with complex emotions.
"When... did he jump down?" Yang Shuxi murmured to herself.
At that moment, all the tourists above had their eyes wide open.
That guy was so brave, but also so foolish. The pretty girl and little child had already fallen. Before security arrived, no one could save them from the tiger's jaws.
Why would he throw his life away for nothing? That was simply stupid.
Tap tap tap~!
Just then, extremely soft footsteps sounded behind Ye Fengwu, and low roars could vaguely be heard.
"Brother... in... law, does being eaten by tigers hurt a lot?" Yang Shuxi asked Ye Fengwu despairingly.
She had even forgotten that she was still being carried in his arms.
Ye Fengwu smiled. "It probably won't. Tigers are the fiercest killers. They can accurately find your carotid artery. You likely won't feel any pain before losing consciousness."
Ye Fengwu's words frightened Yang Shuxi to the point that tears streamed down her face. She cried uncontrollably, "Wah... you make it sound so scary. I haven't even fallen in love yet, never been kissed!"
Ye Fengwu's expression suddenly became odd. Facing death, yet she was thinking of such things.
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.
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!
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.”
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
