After a brief understanding, Xie Yuyan's initial wariness gradually dissipated as Ye Feng removed his mask.
"How is it? Is my cooking passable?"
Watching Xie Yuyan finish the last bite of noodles, Ye Feng stood up to take the dishes and prepare to clean up.
"It's... not bad."
Ye Feng had expected another cold look from Xie Yuyan, but to his surprise, she actually complimented his cooking.
"Oh?"
Ye Feng hadn't anticipated that Xie Yuyan would respond to him.
"What, now you know I'm not a bad person?"
"I'm sorry... I... I am grateful to you, but I will still monitor your every move!"
Xie Yuyan paused mid-sentence, then continued with the rest of her words.
What is wrong with me? Why would I instinctively want to apologize for my previous rude behavior? It's so strange!
Xie Yuyan shook her head, trying to rid herself of these emotions that were affecting her judgment.
What is wrong with this guy? Why do I feel an inexplicable urge to get closer to him? What is going on?
"Ye Feng, what exactly are you?"
"That's none of your concern. We don't need to have any further interaction. You can leave once you're healed."
"......"
If this were before, Xie Yuyan would have been overjoyed. But after spending just a short time with Ye Feng, hearing him say this personally made her heart feel chaotic, and it felt like her chest was blocked, making it hard to breathe.
What is wrong with me? Why do I have such strange feelings?
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you agreeing. First, this is my house, so you'll have to make do with sleeping on the sofa. No complaints, right?"
"It doesn't matter where I sleep."
"Not bad, quite aware of your situation. If you need anything, you can call me. I have other things to do now."
After washing the dishes, Ye Feng dried his wet hands and glanced at Xie Yuyan, whose clothes were torn. Xie Yuyan was also giving him a strange look.
"I don't have any women's clothes, so tell me what style you like, and I'll get you some when I have time."
"Do you treat everyone like this?"
"Like what?"
"So... charitable?"
"No, no, I'm not some saint. I'm just following my own heart."
"So saving me was voluntary?"
"Actually, it was forced."
"Tch..."
Xie Yuyan rolled her eyes on the sofa. She didn't expect Ye Feng to be as stubborn as her.
Saving someone is saving someone. Why say you were forced? Wouldn't you die if you didn't save me? Who would believe that...
"Remember, don't get your wound wet. You can apply the medicine yourself; I've left it on the table."
After everything was prepared, Ye Feng headed back to his bedroom to check his task rewards. He had been holding off for almost a whole night.
"Thank you."
"Oh, now you know how to say thank you."
Seeing Ye Feng give her an incredulous look, Xie Yuyan didn't bother to argue with him. She pulled the blanket over herself and curled up on the sofa.
Although the blanket was thin, Xie Yuyan still felt warm. The surroundings became quiet as Ye Feng disappeared, and usually, the quieter it was, the more cautious Xie Yuyan would be. But now, she suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness.
"Strange... no... I can't sleep! How can I sleep in such an unfamiliar environment..."
"Zzz... Zzz..."
......
"Raise points... What skill should I upgrade with this?"
Lying in bed, Ye Feng was intently staring at the system interface. After receiving the reward, besides a new firearm skill, there was also the so-called raise points.
After the system's explanation, Ye Feng understood that raise points could upgrade his skills by one level, such as from intermediate to advanced, which is the top level.
"Hmm... this seems quite useful. It's the first time I've seen such a thing."
Looking at his current skills, Ye Feng didn't rush to choose which one to upgrade but decided to save the raise points for now.
"Who knows how easy it is to get these points. It's better to save them for now and see how things go. Maybe they'll come in handy one day."
After exiting the system interface, Ye Feng suddenly noticed that his original three tasks had increased by one. Upon closer inspection, it read: Get closer to Xie Yuyan to learn more information (details in the compendium progress).
"Huh? Xie Yuyan is in the compendium?"
Ye Feng quickly opened the compendium and found that one of the pages, which had previously been gibberish, had now turned into Xie Yuyan's information panel.
[Name: Xie Yuyan]
[Identity: Top Assassin of the Dark Palace]
[Age: 20]
[Progress: 9%]
......
This compendium seems to be collecting information about all the people I've abducted, but what's the point? What extra reward will there be when the progress reaches 100%?
After thinking for a long time, Ye Feng couldn't figure it out. He briefly browsed through it and then decided to go to sleep. Now that there was a new task, he needed to get some rewards from Xie Yuyan to make up for it. Seeing her identity, Ye Feng felt a bit worried.
Dark Palace assassin organization? Hopefully, it doesn't involve me; I don't want to live every day with the threat of being assassinated by countless assassins.
......
"Lao Li, you've had a lot of business lately."
At another gathering, Su Wanli approached Li Jing and greeted him.
“How is it? Is your daughter, Mu Cheng, feeling better?”
"She's much better. Luckily, nothing serious happened."
Li Jing swirled the wine in his glass, seemingly lost in thought.
"Was it you who deliberately told Yuxin?"
"Yes, they have the best relationship."
"That explains it. No wonder my usually obedient daughter was so unusually rebellious today. Luckily, someone followed her and told me she went to the hospital; otherwise, I would have been scared out of my wits."
Su Wanli took the wine handed to him by the waiter and drank it in one gulp.
“By the way, Lao Li, do you remember the day Mu Cheng was kidnapped?”
"Any leads?"
"No, they're not the same group. We've tried everything, but we haven't gotten any useful information."
"It seems this kidnapper is declaring war on me."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
“Think about it. After capturing Mu Cheng, that person didn't immediately demand anything. They just held her and dealt with some troublemakers in the process. It's clear they have another motive.”
The shrewd Li Jing didn't realize that he was completely out of the loop this time. He was still using various methods to search for the kidnapper's whereabouts.
Well, luckily, that kid was there, so we can relax a bit about Mu Cheng.
"Who?"
Su Wanli suddenly caught a keyword and repeated it, focusing on the "kid" mentioned by Li Jing.
"Who is that kid?"
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
