"Wherever Ye Shuang goes, I go," Bai Yuyou said. For her, it didn’t matter where they went—as long as she was by Ye Shuang’s side, that was enough.
"So, where should we go? Aren’t there a few visa-free countries we can visit lately?" Ye Shuang asked Chen Qin.
"Hmm… how about our family’s private island?" Chen Qin suggested after a moment’s thought. After all, she had traveled to so many countries for business that she was a bit tired of them.
Besides, the food wasn’t all that great either.
"Chen Qin-jie, your family owns an island?!" Tang Keke was stunned.
She knew Chen Qin was wealthy, but she never imagined she was that wealthy.
"A foreign business associate gifted it to my dad. Apparently, he bought it in the 90s for just over a million dollars," Chen Qin explained, though she wasn’t sure what its current value was. The island usually generated income by offering vacation rentals.
"Just over a million dollars…" Tang Keke tried to imagine the purchasing power in the 90s… but then again, she hadn’t even been born back then.
"Come to think of it… Ye Shuang, you’ve never been there, have you?" Chen Qin smiled playfully at him.
"With all your family’s properties, I only vaguely knew about it. Plus, I’m not much of a traveler," Ye Shuang said.
He was the quintessential homebody.
Still…
Taking Yuyou out for a trip was necessary. Emotional fulfillment was important, and while photos of scenic places could be found online, the experience of actually being there was entirely different.
"Where’s the island? Hawaii?" Ye Shuang asked.
"It’s in the Bahamas. I’ll just contact the management company to arrange the flight route, and we can take the private jet there," Chen Qin said.
"You have a private jet too?!" Tang Keke’s mind was blown.
"It’s just more convenient, though we can’t fly it wherever we want," Chen Qin replied.
Just more convenient…
"How much does one of those cost?" Tang Keke suddenly felt like she was face-to-face with a rich young mistress straight out of a novel… Wait, hadn’t she just called Chen Qin the "Dark Cuisine Overlord"? Would Chen Qin-jie hire an assassin to silence her later?
In her imagination, Chen Qin sat regally on a throne in a red leather outfit, cracking a whip against her butt.
"Crack!"
"Tie this brat into a sack and toss her into the Pearl River!"
"Yes, ma’am!" Several burly men in sunglasses immediately stuffed her into a burlap sack.
"HELP—"
……
"Chen Qin-jie, please forgive my ignorance!" Tang Keke trembled and immediately prostrated herself in apology.
Chen Qin blinked. "…?"
"A private jet would definitely cost several million," Ye Shuang answered Tang Keke’s earlier question.
"Several million…" Tang Keke’s family didn’t own one, but it didn’t seem that expensive—maybe comparable to a high-end sports car?
"Dollars," Ye Shuang added.
Tang Keke: "…"
Okay, yeah, that was insanely expensive.
"Right?" Ye Shuang asked.
"I dunno, maybe six or seven million?" Chen Qin wasn’t entirely sure. Hers was a fairly standard business jet—aside from important occasions, she usually just flew commercial.
Besides, the private jet was a money pit. Just keeping it parked at the airport cost a fortune every day.
Not that it came out of her allowance or dowry savings, though.
"Oh, it’s getting late. I should head out." Chen Qin checked her watch and quickly finished her sandwich, washing it down with a large glass of iced soy milk.
"Ye Shuang, feel free to invite more people for the trip. I’ll get going now."
"Alright, be safe," Ye Shuang said.
"Heh."
After slipping on her heels, Chen Qin was out the door.
"Brother…" Tang Keke stared at the closed door and suddenly spoke up. "I’m not gonna end up in the Pearl River tonight, am I?"
Ye Shuang: "…?"
"Anyway, we’ll discuss the trip later. Keke, you should also talk to your family about it tonight."
"T-talk about what? My last words?!"
Ye Shuang flicked her forehead. "What nonsense are you thinking? I mean the trip. Since we’re going abroad, you’ll need your parents’ permission, right?"
"Wait, I’m going too?" Tang Keke rubbed her forehead, surprised.
"Didn’t Chen Qin just say we could invite more people?" Ye Shuang replied. "Unless you already have summer plans?"
"Well, I was supposed to visit my grandpa in the countryside… but it’s not like I have to go…"
"Are you sure?" she asked tentatively. "I don’t have much pocket money left, though."
"You don’t need to pay."
"Hehe."
"Alright, it’s about time to leave." Ye Shuang cleared the dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher. Because of the stalker incident, he had been driving the two girls to and from school lately.
When they arrived, Ye Shuang smoothly parked in his usual spot—sandwiched between two brightly colored microcars.
"…" After getting out, he stared at the two tiny cars, lost in thought. "Two…"
"Ye Shuang, what are you thinking about?" Bai Yuyou tugged at his sleeve.
"Oh, nothing." He snapped out of it and smiled.
"Hurry up. Isn’t today when grades are posted? Give me some good news later."
"Mm!" Bai Yuyou nodded.
Tang Keke, however, was less confident. "Ugh… Am I gonna get held back?"
"If that happens, Yuyou will be my senior!"
"It’s okay," Bai Yuyou reassured her softly.
"Next year, you’ll pass…"
"Waaah, that’s not comforting at all!" Tang Keke wailed. Bai Yuyou’s words made it sound like she was doomed to fail this time, instantly ruining her mood.
"Go on, now," Ye Shuang urged.
"Fine. Bye, brother!"
"Mm."
After absorbing some more energy from Ye Shuang’s hug, Bai Yuyou finally let Tang Keke pull her away.
……
The grade rankings were posted on the bulletin board on the first floor. When the two girls stepped out of the elevator, they saw a crowd gathered around it.
"So many people!"
"Keke, let’s go…"
"Okay!"
"Excuse me, excuse me!" Tang Keke tried to pull Bai Yuyou through the crowd.
But her strength was no match for the packed students, and she got shoved back!
"Oof!"
"Keke, I’ll do it." Bai Yuyou took Tang Keke’s hand and pushed forward instead. Yuyou was surprisingly strong, effortlessly making her way through—her expression calm beneath her bangs, her gaze steady. For some reason, Tang Keke felt a strange sense of security.
Yuyou…
She’s kinda cool.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
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.”
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?"
