"Hmm hmm!"
"Hmm hmm~"
Tang Qinqin cheerfully hummed an off-key tune as she left the hospital, her whole demeanor radiating newfound liveliness.
Or perhaps even more liveliness than before.
In stark contrast to Tang Qinqin's joy stood her older sister.
Tang Manman seemed distracted, her smile tinged with exhaustion and effort, as if it took considerable energy just to lift the corners of her lips.
As the two reached the hospital entrance, Tang Qinqin—clutching a small bag—suddenly spun around.
Facing the hospital, she stuck out her bottom, pulled down her lower eyelids with her fingers, stuck out her tongue, and wiggled her hips in a playful taunt.
"Bleh bleh bleh~~~"
"Stupid hospital!"
"Good riddance!!!"
After bidding this final farewell to the place that had confined her for nearly three years, Tang Qinqin turned away with a refreshed spirit, her every step exuding an air of liberation.
Beside her, Tang Manman couldn’t help but chuckle at her sister’s childish antics, her smile finally softening into something more genuine.
"Hehe."
Tang Qinqin glanced at her sister’s toothy grin and giggled.
"Sis, you’re finally smiling! You looked so unhappy earlier, I almost thought you didn’t want to come pick me up today."
Tang Manman shook her head with a faint smile and replied softly,
"No, it’s just... lately..."
She paused, her voice dropping even lower.
"I’ve been feeling a bit down."
"Feeling down?"
Tang Qinqin echoed, rolling her eyes in thought. After a moment, she looked up and asked,
"Why? Did Mom yell at you?"
"No."
Tang Manman shook her head.
"Then... is the family short on money again?"
Tang Qinqin’s voice grew cautious this time. She knew how much financial strain her three-year hospitalization had placed on the family, and the topic always filled her with guilt.
"No."
Tang Manman shook her head again. She tried to reach out and pat her sister’s head reassuringly, but her hands were too full of bags to lift that high.
She gave up.
If it wasn’t either of those...
Tang Qinqin—holding just one small bag—rested her free hand on her chin in thought before looking up again.
"Is it because of Lin Yu?"
"That Lin Yu you mentioned before?"
"..."
Tang Manman fell silent instantly. Her smile melted away like snow, and she turned her face slightly away, her voice suddenly weaker.
"No."
Then, abruptly, her tone shifted, laced with flustered irritation.
"Alright, stop asking random questions."
"There’s nothing wrong."
"It’s just..."
"Just..."
"Just some stress from school lately."
"Nothing else."
Tang Manman stumbled over her words.
Beside her, Tang Qinqin—who had observed every flicker of her sister’s reaction—could only sigh inwardly.
Silly sis.
At this point, you might as well have just said yes.
Having drawn her own conclusions, Tang Qinqin decided not to press further.
Clearly, her sister wasn’t going to spill anything.
I’ll ask Mom when we get home.
Or maybe Yu Kai.
And if neither of them tells me...
I’ll go find Lin Yu myself!
The thought made her curious.
What kind of person is Lin Yu, really?
Sis talks about him like he’s perfect, but Yu Kai makes him sound like the worst.
Hmm...
Guess I’ll have to see for myself...
...
The two arrived at the bus stop, lugging their bags.
As the bus approached in the distance, their hopeful expressions quickly soured.
It was the weekend, and the bus was packed to the brim. Peering through the front window, all they could see was a wall of bodies, pressed shoulder-to-shoulder in suffocating closeness.
The sight made their delicate faces scrunch up in dismay.
The bus rolled to a stop.
Both doors slid open, revealing the sea of passengers inside.
Tang Qinqin heaved a dramatic sigh and reached out to take some of her sister’s bags, hoping to lighten the load for the impending squeeze.
"Qinqin."
Tang Manman suddenly spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"What’s up, sis?"
Tang Qinqin blinked in confusion.
"How about we take a taxi instead?"
Tang Manman met her sister’s gaze and winked playfully.
"Huh?"
"Really?!"
Tang Qinqin’s dull eyes instantly sparkled.
"But..."
"Won’t that cost a lot?"
She put on a responsible front, though the excitement in her eyes betrayed her.
Tang Manman, well aware of her sister’s true feelings, chuckled lightly and offered a simple justification.
"It’s fine. Sis has money. Besides, this is the last time we’re leaving this hospital."
"We’re never coming back—one taxi ride won’t hurt."
"Mhm!"
Tang Qinqin nodded eagerly, repeating with glee:
"Last time!"
"Never setting foot in this awful place again!!!"
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?"
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...
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
