"Business..." Bai Yuyou seemed to ponder for a moment before asking, "You mean... selling lemon tea?"
"Something like that, but on a much larger scale than a street stall. No matter what you do, once the scale grows, it involves countless aspects and becomes very demanding." Ye Shuang also thought for a while before shaking his head with a wry smile. "Forget it, let’s not think about this for now."
Bai Yuyou glanced at Ye Shuang and silently memorized his reaction.
At that moment, the server brought out their food. Since it was pre-made, there was almost no waiting time—a plate of steak arrived quickly.
"It’s so thin, not like what we’ve had before," Bai Yuyou remarked, looking at the steaming, fragrant steak.
Ye Shuang smiled and explained, "It can’t compare to thick-cut steak, given the price."
Bai Yuyou picked up her knife and fork, carefully cutting the steak into small pieces—something Ye Shuang usually did for her, but she had gradually learned to do it herself. She evenly divided the portions for Tang Keke and Ye Shuang, leaving only a few pieces for herself.
"Wow, Yuyou, you’re the best!" Tang Keke exclaimed before digging in.
Ye Shuang nodded slightly. "Thank you." He then ruffled the girl’s hair. "You’ve improved."
"Mhm." Bai Yuyou nuzzled his palm like an affectionate kitten, pleased by his praise.
After finishing their meal, the group continued discussing potential majors. Tang Keke, who had barely passed the cutoff, had limited options, but students who successfully advanced had one more chance to retake exams and switch majors.
Yinshan Academy was the kind of place where, as long as you were willing to learn, it would offer you everything it had. There was no competition—how much you learned depended entirely on your own efforts.
"Why does Yinshan Academy even have a tractor major?!" Tang Keke groaned, overwhelmed by the bizarre variety of programs.
There were also some extremely niche majors:
Invertebrate Linguistics.
Postpartum Care for Sows.
Daoism and Immortal Cultivation Studies.
Prison and Happiness Studies.
"How are prison and happiness even related?" Tang Keke couldn’t help but wonder what kind of strange things her school was teaching—even immortal cultivation was an option.
"Well, that’s true," Ye Shuang admitted, acknowledging how obscure some of Yinshan Academy’s majors were. But since they existed, there must be a reason. Besides, most graduates didn’t end up working in fields related to their majors.
"Yuyou, are you interested in music?" Ye Shuang noticed the music programs and turned to the girl beside him.
"Oh, music sounds great! Yuyou, why don’t we both go for music?" Tang Keke immediately chimed in.
Truthfully, Tang Keke wasn’t particularly interested in music—she just wanted to be in the same major as Bai Yuyou. She had no other friends and couldn’t bear the thought of being separated from her.
"Music..." Bai Yuyou stared at the music programs but then turned to Ye Shuang, as if seeking his opinion.
"Don’t worry about job prospects. Just choose what you like," Ye Shuang encouraged with a smile. "A skill you enjoy, a future you’ll love."
Bai Yuyou seemed to consider this seriously.
Suddenly, she pointed at one of the majors.
Ye Shuang followed her finger and was surprised to see it was a medical program.
"Medicine?" Ye Shuang was taken aback—he’d never imagined Bai Yuyou having an interest in this field—but he quickly composed himself and asked, "Yuyou, you want to study medicine?"
Bai Yuyou replied, "Then... I can work with Ye Shuang in the future."
"That’s not a good reason. You should choose a lifestyle you truly enjoy," Ye Shuang said. Besides, he wasn’t even a real doctor—just someone muddling through. If not for Old Master An Shi’s protection, his unlicensed practice would have landed him in trouble long ago.
"A lifestyle I enjoy..." Bai Yuyou murmured. "Being with Ye Shuang is the lifestyle I enjoy."
Tang Keke, sitting nearby, clasped her hands over her mouth in excitement and subtly gave a thumbs-up under the table.
Nice one, Yuyou! Critical hit!
Ye Shuang was momentarily stunned but soon smiled. "Then let’s keep this as a backup option."
...
After over an hour of discussion, Ye Shuang helped Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke shortlist several majors. Tang Keke leaned toward management, hoping to assist her parents in the future.
But in the end, the academy’s management courses only covered the basics—Tang Keke could learn the rest by working at her family’s company later. For now, she was more focused on sticking with Bai Yuyou.
If things continued this way, the two might really become lifelong friends.
Ye Shuang knew that many school friendships faded once people went their separate ways, gradually losing touch with each other.
"Alright, let’s take a break. Summer vacation is long—there’s no rush," Ye Shuang said before turning to Tang Keke. "Keke, Yuyou mentioned you wanted to invite us to your hometown?"
"Yeah! Would you like to? Though there’s not much fun stuff there," Tang Keke said with a grin.
"That’s because you grew up there, so it doesn’t feel special to you," Ye Shuang pointed out. "Just like Haizhu City—locals might think the best entertainment is their phones, but that doesn’t stop tourists from flocking here every year."
"True," Tang Keke conceded, though she still didn’t quite get it.
Traveling, after all, was just leaving a place you were tired of to visit somewhere someone else was tired of.
Ding.
Just then, Ye Shuang’s phone buzzed—he glanced at it and was surprised to see a message from An Shiyu.
An Shiyu: Come out and play!
Ye Shuang: "..."
Ye Shuang: Where?
An Shiyu: [Location]
This girl...
"Is it Sister Chen Qin?" Tang Keke immediately went on alert, nudging Bai Yuyou’s shoe with her own under the table.
"Keke, does your foot hurt?" Bai Yuyou tilted her head.
"Ah, no," Tang Keke quickly deflected when she noticed Ye Shuang’s gaze. "Just a cramp."
"Oh."
"It’s a message from An Shiyu. She probably needs something," Ye Shuang said, staring at his phone. For some reason, recalling what Keke had said that morning gave him an uneasy feeling.
Better go check it out.
"You two go have fun on your own. I need to step out for a bit."
"Great! Yuyou, there’s a movie I’ve been wanting to watch—let’s go!" Tang Keke relaxed instantly upon hearing it wasn’t Chen Qin. Since they were at the mall, entertainment was easy to find.
"Okay." Bai Yuyou nodded.
After leaving the restaurant, Ye Shuang drove to the location An Shiyu had shared. Once he parked, he quickly spotted the short-haired girl.

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

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?"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”