As the lights came on, the dark living room instantly brightened, and Xie Yuyan's full appearance was illuminated.
"Quick... turn it off..."
Xie Yuyan stood there, her shoulders bare, her hands covering her chest, glaring at Ye Feng with a mixture of shame and anger. Her smooth, delicate skin glistened like jade, and her graceful, alluring figure was a formidable sight. Ye Feng quickly closed his eyes and turned away.
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't expect that."
"Swish!"
Before Ye Feng could finish, a slipper flew past his ear and accurately hit the light switch, plunging the room back into darkness.
"Ye... Ye Feng, do you have any extra clothes?"
"Uh... I'm afraid the only thing I have are my own clothes. Could you make do with those?"
"Mmm."
Her deep blue eyes blinked, and the initial hostility in her tone had disappeared, replaced by a hint of coquettishness and an indescribable shyness.
While Ye Feng went back to his room, Xie Yuyan hopped on one foot, quickly finding her other slipper, and then darted under the sofa, swiftly pulling the blanket over herself.
Why did things end up like this? I was just looking for something to eat, and my torn clothes were thrown aside... Who knew...
Ye Feng emerged from the room with a clean shirt in hand.
"I put the clothes in front of you. Get dressed quickly."
"Mmm... thank you."
A soft murmur came from under the blanket on the sofa, followed by the faint sound of clothes rustling.
"You... you can turn the light on now."
When the light came on, Xie Yuyan was seen wearing Ye Feng's oversized white shirt. Despite Ye Feng's sturdy build, the shirt seemed a bit tight on her.
"Don't you have any bigger clothes?"
"It's not the size of the shirt... it's your own fault."
"Hmph."
Xie Yuyan didn't pick a fight with Ye Feng as she had before. She glanced down at her own impressive figure and let out a soft humph.
"How about we just have a light meal? It's better not to eat too much at night."
"That's fine, I'm not picky."
Ye Feng didn't say much more and headed to the kitchen to start cooking, leaving Xie Yuyan to sit and ponder on the sofa.
Why does this guy seem more and more pleasing to the eye? No, no, it must be the aftermath of that accident! I'm a killer, I can't let these things affect my state of mind.
Clearly, Xie Yuyan was deceiving herself, just finding an excuse to comfort her troubled heart.
"Do... do you need any help?"
As Ye Feng was preparing the simplest dish, fried rice with eggs, Xie Yuyan's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Ye Feng turned around to see that Xie Yuyan had somehow appeared two meters away without him even noticing. If she wanted to take revenge for being kidnapped, he would be done for.
No, I have to get this woman out of here as soon as possible! Staying here is a constant threat. Who knows when she might decide she doesn't like me and stab me, leaving me to die in the northwest. Who could I even complain to about that?
"Please, can you make some noise when you walk next time?"
"I'm used to it... I'll try to change..."
"Are you sure you're okay with your injury?"
"It's fine, this injury is minor compared to what I've endured in my career."
Xie Yuyan lowered her head as she said this, as if reminiscing about her past, but from the way she clenched her teeth, it seemed those memories were far from pleasant.
"Could you please crack two eggs for me? I need to break up the leftover rice a bit."
"Crack eggs? I understand."
Xie Yuyan picked up two eggs from the cutting board and placed them in front of the bowl.
"If I remember correctly, it should be like this..."
"Crack!"
The sound of the eggshell breaking echoed, and when Ye Feng looked over, he was stunned.
Xie Yuyan's hands were covered in egg yolk and broken shells. It was clear she wasn't cracking eggs; she was crushing them.
"Is this how it's done?"
"How could it be? Have you never cooked before?"
"We always ate pre-made meals; no one taught us how to cook."
"Sigh... You don't crack eggs like that. Watch carefully."
Ye Feng sighed and mourned the two innocent eggs for a moment before taking another egg and placing it in his hand.
"Watch closely. Cracking an egg is simple. You just need to tap it to make a hole, then like this..."
With a gentle twist of his hands, the eggshell split open, and a perfectly intact egg fell into the bowl.
"That's the right way to do it. Could your method even work? With a bit of breadcrumbs, your hands would be ready for frying."
"I'm sorry..."
"Why are you apologizing? I'm not your boss; you don't need to apologize to me. It's just a small thing. Just pay attention next time."
"......"
Xie Yuyan looked down at her slippery hands and unexpectedly broke into a smile.
Could I really have a life like this? It feels... quite nice.
"Alright, go wash your hands and get ready to eat. It'll be done soon."
"Mmm."
......
"Clang!"
Ye Feng placed a plate of fried rice in front of Xie Yuyan.
"Try it and see how it tastes."
"It smells so good..."
Xie Yuyan gazed at the steaming fried rice, her dry lips parting slightly. She picked up a spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice into her mouth.
"Mmm~"
"How is it? Does it suit your taste?"
"It's... it's delicious! Really, it's very good!"
After saying this, Xie Yuyan took another bite. In the past, she had always eaten dry rations and bread to fill her stomach. As a killer, she couldn't afford to be distracted by anything, and eating was merely a means to maintain her body's functions.
Now, experiencing such deliciousness after gaining her freedom, Xie Yuyan couldn't help but feel grateful for her escape. Perhaps an even better life awaited her in the future.
"Ye Feng, thank you. I'll find a way to repay you."
As Ye Feng was eating his fried rice, he suddenly heard Xie Yuyan say this. He was about to wave it off, but seeing her determined expression, he nodded in agreement.
Maybe giving her a new goal would help dispel her anxiety. That way, I wouldn't have to worry about her struggling to fit in and causing trouble.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Eat."
"Mmm..."
Soon, the sound of the spoon scraping the bottom of the bowl signaled the end of the meal. Ye Feng got up to take Xie Yuyan's dishes, but she quickly grabbed her bowl first.
"What are you doing? Give me the bowl so I can wash it."
"Let me do it. At least I can help with something."
"You're injured right now. Helping me is fine, but let's talk about that after you've recovered, okay? For now, just focus on resting."
"Ye Feng..."
Why are you being so nice to me? Why?

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

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.”