Xia Yueshan nodded, finally setting aside his prejudice against the "Monkey Steals the Peach" move and asked earnestly:
"Brother Lin Yu, what should I do?"
"Simple."
"There are only two key points to the 'Monkey Steals the Peach' move."
"First, be fast!"
"Second, be precise."
As he spoke, Lin Yu glanced around. Soon, his gaze settled on a thick roadside tree. Without turning his head, he said to Xia Yueshan:
"Follow me."
The two of them walked to the tree one after the other. Looking at the five- or six-meter-tall tree, Lin Yu compared the position and then used a lighter to burn a black mark on a specific spot.
"From now on, practice aiming at this mark."
"Remember—be fast, precise, and ruthless."
"Once you’ve mastered this move and built a solid foundation, I’ll teach you some acupressure techniques."
Lin Yu, worried that Xia Yueshan might slack off, decided to dangle a carrot in front of him first.
"Acupressure?"
Xia Yueshan’s eyes lit up at the prospect, and he eagerly asked:
"Is it like the kind in TV dramas?"
"The 'Sunflower Acupressure Hand,' where a few quick taps can freeze someone in place?"
No.
That kind of thing isn’t possible with acupressure.
If you want that kind of ability, you’d have better luck wandering the streets—maybe you’ll stumble upon a pocket watch with a special function (time stop).
Lin Yu silently scoffed in his mind. Afterward, he explained to Xia Yueshan:
"No."
"The acupressure I’ll teach you can’t freeze people like that."
"But once you master it,"
"a single finger strike can knock someone unconscious."
"Mm-hmm!"
Xia Yueshan nodded without a trace of doubt, already convinced that Lin Yu was a hidden master living among ordinary people.
"Besides, your physical fitness needs to keep up."
"Starting today, you’ll do horse stance for half an hour every morning and evening, run to and from school, do a hundred push-ups, and five hundred squats daily. If you can’t finish them all at once, split them into sets—just don’t hurt yourself."
Lin Yu carefully instructed.
Xia Yueshan nodded repeatedly like a pounding garlic pestle.
"For now, this is enough. Once your stamina improves, I’ll increase the intensity of your training."
"Got it!"
"Master Lin Yu!"
"Alright, start practicing."
Lin Yu clasped his hands behind his back and turned to leave.
Xia Yueshan straightened and slightly bent the fingers of his left hand, poised to practice the "stealing peach" technique. But just as he was about to begin, his motion abruptly halted. He looked at Lin Yu, who hadn’t fully turned away yet, and asked in confusion:
"Brother Lin Yu."
"You’re teaching me this move to protect my sister?"
"What exactly is my sister’s calamity?"
"Is it caused by people?"
Lin Yu turned back and gave Xia Yueshan a meaningful nod, his tone grave:
"Your sister’s forehead has a faint pinkish tinge hidden within darkness—a clear sign of rotten peach blossom luck."
"And the darkness dominates."
"She might be at risk of assault."
...
Xia Yueshan silently stared at Lin Yu. After a moment, he nodded heavily and said solemnly:
"I understand."
"I’ll protect my sister well."
Lin Yu nodded in deep satisfaction and turned to leave again.
"From now on, no man besides you will get close to my sister!"
Hearing the resolute declaration from behind, Lin Yu stumbled mid-step, nearly falling.
Damn it.
From the looks of it, didn’t he just end up becoming exactly the kind of person Xia Yueshan had initially imagined him to be?
"Remember, don’t tell your sister about this!"
Lin Yu strode away, waving a hand dismissively.
"Got it!"
...
"Brother Long, what happened to your hand?"
A student passing by Lin Yu stopped and leaned in to ask.
"Tired from writing homework!"
Lin Yu snapped irritably, tucking his heavily bandaged right hand further into his sleeve.
Damn it all!
Turns out, just knowing the technique for splitting bricks and wood isn’t enough—a hand tempered through relentless practice is the real deal!
Lin Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. Still, he felt a sliver of relief.
At least he’d managed to split that wooden board back then—otherwise, the embarrassment would’ve been unbearable.
Looking down at his injured hand, Lin Yu couldn’t help but overthink.
Given his usual personality,
he’d definitely avoid Xia Yueshan in the coming days to hide this injury and prevent mockery.
But...
What if this was exactly what that elusive "fate" wanted?
Did it want him to stay away from the second female lead, Xia Muzhu, so the second intimate plot could unfold without interference?
No way!
Lin Yu’s brows furrowed. He resolved that even if Xia Yueshan laughed at him, he’d keep visiting Xia Muzhu’s house during this time.
He absolutely had to stop the second intimate plot from happening!
...
Lin Yu stopped walking and looked at the girl in front of him—her eyes darting nervously, hands tightly gripping her pants—and asked helplessly:
"Do you need something?"
Tang Manman hesitated before mustering the courage to meet his gaze. She gave a timid nod.
"Speak up if you have something to say. I’m busy."
Lin Yu replied in his usual impatient tone.
"You..."
Tang Manman's eyes drifted to Lin Yu's bandaged hand before lifting back to his face. Her soft voice carried a hint of probing:
"Since your hand is injured now... do you need me to help you with your homework?"
Hearing this, Lin Yu nearly laughed out loud.
This Tang Manman...
was really kind of adorable.
This time, there was no golden sunset filter, no refreshing breeze as a backdrop.
Yet, standing in the shadows, Lin Yu watched the girl—her cheeks slightly flushed, eyes shining like a deer’s, brimming with shyness—and felt his heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably. A long-buried thought sprouted green tendrils once more...
"No need. My girlfriend will help me with my homework."
Crunch!
The green sprout was stomped into oblivion by the pure love warrior in Lin Yu’s heart.
"Oh, okay."
Tang Manman nodded, her spirit crushed, and walked away dejectedly.
Lin Yu watched her retreating figure and let out an almost imperceptible sigh before turning toward the direction of Xia Muzhu’s neighborhood.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
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
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
【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.)
