The voice was extremely soft, like a whisper in a dream.
After speaking, the person began gathering essence on their own, breathing steadily and deeply, completely oblivious to everything around them.
Although...
Su Qi felt somewhat grateful to Yun Huang for "stepping in to help."
But the problem was...
This wasn’t even about sleeping anymore!
Su Qi could clearly feel the "pillow" beneath him stiffen instantly.
Earlier, Liu Yuan had been a little tense too, but her body had quickly relaxed, carrying the soft warmth unique to a young girl.
Yet the moment Yun Huang sat down—especially after uttering those words, "Sleep now"—Su Qi could sense the muscles in Liu Yuan’s thighs tighten.
Without even looking, Su Qi knew his little sister was unhappy.
He stole a glance out of the corner of his eye.
Sure enough.
Liu Yuan’s cheeks were slightly puffed, her face resembling an angry little pufferfish.
Her eyes were wide open, tinged with... indignation?
Su Qi could even feel her small fists clenching subtly.
Was she preparing to throw a punch at her "former idol"?
"What’s wrong?"
Liu Yuan seemed startled, her body trembling almost imperceptibly before she quickly shook her head.
She looked like she wanted to say something but ultimately pressed her lips together.
Instead, she adjusted her posture slightly, trying to make Su Qi more comfortable.
Su Qi understood now.
This silly little sister was... jealous?
He felt both exasperated and amused.
He could empathize with Liu Yuan’s feelings.
Perhaps Yun Huang was simply too dazzling.
So much so that when Yun Huang herself appeared before them—and even formed some kind of subtle connection with Su Qi (or at least, what Liu Yuan perceived as subtle)—that sense of inadequacy and insecurity was magnified infinitely.
Can men and women ever have purely platonic friendships?
Su Qi couldn’t say for sure. Maybe everyone had their own answer.
But one thing he could state with certainty: at the very least, purely transactional relationships existed.
Because the moment Yun Huang sat down, Su Qi distinctly felt a small paper ball slip into his hand.
Clearly, Yun Huang wasn’t here for a casual chat.
Su Qi discreetly slipped his hand into his pants pocket. He’d check it out later when he woke up, somewhere private.
After all, nothing was more important than his nap right now.
...
Two and a half hours later.
Su Qi woke up.
The duration was just right—enough to recharge his energy.
By now, the first round of basic testing was nearing its end.
Each testing area held four hundred examinees, and with registration time factored in, each person took about thirty seconds.
The three test items themselves didn’t consume much time.
The first phase would wrap up between 9 a.m. and 12:30 p.m.
Su Qi shifted slightly.
"Brother, you’re awake?"
Liu Yuan seemed to notice his movement.
Her earlier puffed-cheek glare at Yun Huang instantly vanished, replaced by her usual gentle demeanor.
"Yeah, I’m good now."
Su Qi responded softly, pushing himself up to sit.
Liu Yuan’s legs felt slightly numb—after all, she’d maintained the same position for so long.
Normally, she’d shift around.
Meanwhile, Yun Huang, still seated beside Su Qi, remained with her eyes closed, breathing evenly, completely unaware—or perhaps indifferent—that Su Qi had woken up.
Su Qi rubbed his still-sleepy eyes and looked at Liu Yuan.
"Thanks, my adorable little sister. I slept really well."
Liu Yuan’s cheeks flushed faintly.
She flexed her stiffened knees slightly before drawing her legs back a little.
Su Qi glanced at Yun Huang, then back at Liu Yuan.
The image of that "jealous little pufferfish" resurfaced in his mind.
"I... need to use the restroom."
Su Qi offered a perfectly reasonable excuse.
He really did need to deal with that paper ball Yun Huang had passed him.
Liu Yuan nodded.
Without lingering, Su Qi strode out of the lounge.
The hallway was bustling, far livelier than the lounge.
After all, people from Great Xia loved spectacles—less than half the lounge seats were ever occupied.
Su Qi followed the corridor, searching for the restroom sign.
The paper ball sat securely in his pants pocket.
Once he found the restroom, he entered and headed straight for an empty stall.
After confirming no one was inside, he locked the door behind him.
Su Qi pulled out the crumpled paper ball from his pocket and carefully unfolded it.
The paper was ordinary, likely torn from a random sheet.
The handwriting... was unremarkable...
Even a little...
Messy.
Well, it seemed a person’s penmanship could indeed be hit or miss.
Su Qi scrutinized the note. The message was brief but enough to make his eyes narrow slightly. It read:
"Round three I’ll kill her"
"Yun family assets yours"
No extra words. Not even a single punctuation mark.
Seriously?
Already showing your hand this soon?
But you’re only seventh-tier!
That woman, no matter how incompetent, is still ninth-tier.
This wasn’t like pre-sixth-tier gaps.
This was a full two major realms above.
Su Qi tore the note into tiny pieces and flushed it down the toilet.
So... should he help or not?
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
