Lying in bed, Lin Yu felt a bit troubled.
His original plan was to take advantage of the period when Little Darling's condition was stable.
To visit Qing, Xia, and Tang one by one.
They could all meet up and bond a little.
But plans could never keep up with changes.
He had only just finished meeting with Qingmo.
And before he could even enjoy a few days of a carefree, emperor-like life at Xia Muzhu's place,
he was dragged back by Little Darling's sudden emergency.
Scratching his belly.
Thinking about the current situation.
Lin Yu let out a long sigh.
He felt even more troubled.
Now, Little Darling's condition had become unstable again.
Which, in turn, caused Su Yuyao, as the mother, to be in a much worse state.
She was frightened every day, washing her face with tears.
Under these circumstances, how could he possibly leave the mother and daughter?
But on second thought.
Lin Yu felt that he really owed the other three way too much.
In the year since Little Darling was born.
He had almost exclusively hovered around Little Darling and Su Yuyao.
Qingmo was actually fine.
After all, she had her own career to keep her busy.
She wouldn't be too unaccustomed to life without him around.
Moreover, she had a very good relationship with Su Yuyao.
Sometimes, if she missed him.
She would just fly straight over.
She didn't even need to give him a heads-up.
She could just mention it directly to Su Yuyao.
This piece of... (whole line crossed out)
He, a handsome and dashing young man, was thus lent out like a piece of merchandise without even knowing it.
Xia Muzhu was different.
Xia Yueshan was in H City.
Although that kid had now fully grown into a sturdy teenager who could take care of himself.
Xia Muzhu still couldn't stop worrying about him.
Just like a mother who could never stop worrying about her child.
Even though Xia Yueshan was only her younger brother.
The way Xia Muzhu acted as an older sister felt no different from being a mother.
So Xia Muzhu was trapped in H City.
She...
...
Lin Yu's sorrowful face suddenly froze.
Because he remembered the time back in college when he only had Xia Muzhu as his girlfriend.
The distance in kilometers between S City and H City seemed to be about the same as the distance between N City and H City.
But Lin Yu remembered that back then.
Xia Muzhu was always able to easily fly to S City.
And spend several days lingering and playing with him...
...
Lin Yu's expression calmed down.
But his black eyes gradually dimmed, like something sinking slowly from the water's surface to the bottom of a lake.
It was only at this moment that Lin Yu suddenly figured it out.
The reason Xia Muzhu wasn't willing to fly over often like Qingmo perhaps wasn't because she couldn't leave due to taking care of Xia Yueshan.
It seemed she was just being gentle, not wanting to cause him any trouble...
...
Lying in bed, Lin Yu stared silently at the empty ceiling for a long time.
Finally, he let out a long, lonely breath.
"It seems I owe Sister Zhuzi much more than I imagined..."
"Sigh."
If there was a chance in the future, he would slowly make it up to her.
Sniffling, Lin Yu then thought of Tang Manman.
Actually, among the three of them, Lin Yu was most worried about her.
Qingmo had her own things to keep busy with.
Xia Muzhu had Xia Yueshan's company, and her emotions and personality were very stable.
Lin Yu wasn't worried about the two of them.
Towards those two, Lin Yu only felt guilt and a sense of owing them.
Only with Tang Manman, Lin Yu truly couldn't put his mind at ease.
As a person.
She looked weak and soft, appearing honest, introverted, obedient, and very easy to bully.
But in reality, she was actually very opinionated and easily got stuck in dead ends.
She wouldn't speak her mind; she would just hide it in her heart.
Then she would quietly brood over it and endure it all by herself.
Like a pressure cooker whose vent was blocked by impurities.
In the end, she would suddenly drop a huge bomb on you.
Just explode right in front of you!
Lin Yu was genuinely a little afraid of her.
Over the past year, Lin Yu had sent her the most text messages among the three.
Whenever he thought of her, he would shower her with greetings and concern.
Asking how her life had been recently.
Whether she had encountered anything happy or unhappy.
Whether her study pressure was high.
Over the phone, Tang Manman seemed to be doing fine.
Good and obedient.
But deep down, Lin Yu always felt something was off.
It was like suddenly arriving at a sea surface without a single ripple.
The calmness was somewhat terrifying.
This time he went out.
He had visited both Qingmo and Xia Muzhu.
But he had left her out.
And she was someone who loved to let her imagination run wild and get fixated on things...
...
No!
The more Lin Yu thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.
He kept feeling as if something bad was about to happen right in front of him.
He needed to quickly comfort Tang Manman!
He had to explain it to her properly.
The reason he didn't go accompany her this time wasn't because of anything else.
It was purely because Little Darling's condition had worsened!
Thinking of this, Lin Yu hurriedly grabbed his phone beside him.
His fingers quickly tapped and swiped on the screen.
Lin Yu's finger had just stopped on the VX icon.
Before he could even tap it.
VX suddenly opened automatically, popping up a call invitation.
Lin Yu looked closely.
When he saw the caller ID Tang KuaiKuai, Lin Yu's heart suddenly tightened.
Tang Manman, oh Tang Manman.
Speak of the devil.
Lin Yu couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples.
Tang Manman actually rarely called directly.
She usually just sent messages.
She would only call directly if she had sent a message and he hadn't replied for a long time, or if there was something relatively important.
And he had replied to every single text message she had sent recently.
Then...
...
Lin Yu swallowed hard.
With his heart in his throat, he pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
Tang Manman's soft voice came from the phone's speaker. Her tone was as gentle and soft as always, like a feather, carrying a bit of caution as if afraid to break anything.
"I'm here."
Lin Yu responded dryly.
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment before she asked softly and tentatively:
"Are you still in N City?"
Being asked this, Lin Yu had a faint, ominous premonition, but he still answered truthfully:
"Yes, I am."
"Oh."
"Me too."
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.”
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
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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...
