Hearing this, Xuanxuan circled Lu Yun while rubbing her nose.
"No way! You're not lying to me, are you?"
"He really is a high school classmate!" Lu Yun replied earnestly.
"Damn, Yunyun, since when did you have such a wealthy high school classmate? How come I never knew about this?!"
Xuanxuan's face was full of curiosity as she continued, "And you had dinner with him, and he even drove you back himself? You..."
It was only then that she noticed the various shopping bags in Lu Yun's hands.
Her eyes widened as she gasped, "Don’t tell me he bought all these for you?"
"Well... yeah." Lu Yun wasn’t one to lie—these things were indeed bought by Su Yang, so she admitted it openly.
"Holy crap!!" Xuanxuan bent down to inspect the bags in Lu Yun’s hands.
"Dior! Valentino!! Van Cleef & Arpels?!"
"Damn!! You... I..." Seeing these luxury brands left Xuanxuan momentarily speechless.
Lu Yun didn’t feel like explaining further and quickly changed the subject. "Ugh, stop being so nosy! I need to use the bathroom—let’s go already!"
With that, she hurried ahead into the residential complex.
It wasn’t until Lu Yun had already entered the building that Xuanxuan snapped out of her shock. She sprinted after her, shouting, "Xiao Lu!! You traitor, wait for me!! You’d better spill everything about this high school classmate of yours when we get back!"
......
Naturally, Su Yang was unaware of this conversation. He hummed a tune as he drove through the bustling streets of Haicheng at night.
[Ding! Detected host’s cheerful mood—reward: 800,000 yuan.]
—Hey System, I noticed you haven’t given me any gifts in a while. How about some watches or cars?
—Lately, I’ve been eyeing the Lamborghini Veneno, the Bugatti La Voiture Noire, and oh—the McLaren W1, the successor to the P1. Heh.
—Think about it, if I were to buy these myself, I’d have to wait forever, and there’s no guarantee I’d even get one. Why not just gift them to me and save me the trouble? Right?
Su Yang rambled on to himself, but the system remained silent.
He chuckled nonchalantly. "Hah, guess I’m not working hard enough yet. Gotta enjoy life even more and excel at my ‘job’ to earn better rewards from you."
System: ......
It had seen shameless people before, but never one this shameless.
As he passed by a large spa center, Su Yang tilted his head to take a look.
On a whim, he turned the steering wheel and pulled into the parking lot.
The spa’s flashy sign had caught his eye, and the exterior looked upscale and elegant.
"Time to indulge. Back then, I couldn’t afford places like this—now’s my chance to experience it. It’s still early anyway, might as well get a massage."
With that, he parked his car and stepped out.
The lot was filled with impressive rides—a BMW 7 Series, a Jaguar XJ, and even a white Audi R8.
But the most eye-catching was undoubtedly a domineering Cadillac Escalade.
Su Yang got out of his car and grinned. "Seems like a high-end spot. No surprise—Cadillacs and spas go hand in hand."
Without another glance, he walked in with a smile.
Two hours later, Su Yang emerged, thoroughly satisfied after enjoying a full range of services—massage, foot therapy, ear cleaning, and more.
[Ding! Detected host’s post-massage bliss—reward: 800,000 yuan.]
Stretching his neck, Su Yang got back into his car and drove off.
By the time he got home, it was nearly midnight. After a quick shower, he went straight to bed.
The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning at ten, Su Yang stretched and sat up.
"Ugh, it’s been ages since my last massage—my whole body aches. That girl had some serious strength."
After freshening up, he headed to the kitchen and fried himself an egg and a steak, then brewed a cup of coffee.
Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the living room.
Su Yang enjoyed his breakfast in high spirits before opening Taobao on his phone.
"Pan Ning mentioned going camping later—might as well get some gear."
In no time, he spent over 30,000 yuan on Taobao and JD, purchasing a professional camping tent, a sleeping bag, an outdoor lamp, a set of camping utensils, and two pairs of hiking boots.
"Alright, that should cover it. As a beginner, this equipment should be enough."
[Ding! Detected host embracing new experiences on the path of enjoyment—reward: 1,000,000 yuan.]
Su Yang leaned back with a contented smile. "Can’t even spend it all—there’s just too much!"
Time flew by, and soon it was 3 PM.
Su Yang was lounging on the sofa, scrolling through dance videos, when a WeChat notification popped up.
It was a message from Pan Ning.
"When are we heading over?"
"Whenever. Where are you now?"
"Home."
"Got it. How about 4? No point going too early—we’d just be sitting around."
"Sure."
Their exchange was brief and to the point.
Soon, the group chat lit up with more messages.
Liu Bo: Hey guys, when are we setting off?
Meng Wenzhou: Let’s go early. Oh, and by the way, there’ll be some other friends joining later.
Zhang Ziming: Sounds good! The more, the merrier—always nice to meet new people.
Meng Wenzhou: You guys come over soon. I’ll head there first to get things ready.
Su Yang: Don’t forget your Iori Yagami cosplay outfit!
Meng Wenzhou: [Angry emoji] I’m starting to regret this now.
Su Yang: Too late, my friend.
Meng Wenzhou: Fine, a bet’s a bet. I’ll wear it—what’s there to be scared of?
Su Yang: Respect.
As the group chatted, Meng Qianyu, who had been silent until now, finally sent her first message.
Meng Qianyu: Hi everyone, I’m Meng Qianyu—you can call me Qianyu. I just returned from abroad and really appreciate you all coming to the party later. I’m sure my brother has already told you about me. Looking forward to meeting you all~
Liu Bo: No need to be so formal, Qianyu! Can’t wait to meet you too [Smiley face]
Su Yang smirked at his phone. "I’m kinda looking forward to it myself."
......

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.”

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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?"