Seeing the access control system properly installed, Lin Yu let out a small sigh of relief, feeling as if the weight pressing on his heart had lightened somewhat.
Handing a stack of access cards to Xia Yueshan beside him, Lin Yu instructed,
"Go distribute these to the residents."
Xia Yueshan nodded and headed into the building with the cards.
With that matter settled, Lin Yu turned and left Xinyue Residential Area.
Back home, he read for a while until night fell. Closing his book, Lin Yu prepared to execute his plan.
After sending a message to the girl Cheng Ya and receiving her reply with an address, Lin Yu rode his motorcycle over.
Arriving at the location, he waited downstairs for a while.
Cheng Ya soon came down, wearing a purple strapless dress. A pair of pale, jiggly assets—soft as jelly—were exposed to the air, rising and falling in a particularly eye-catching manner.
"How's this outfit?"
"Does it meet your requirements?"
Standing in front of Lin Yu, Cheng Ya spread her arms and confidently showed herself off.
"Perfect!"
Lin Yu nodded emphatically.
"Hop on. Let's get this done early so we can go home sooner."
He patted the back seat of his motorcycle.
Cheng Ya nodded, but as her eyes landed on the sleek, beautifully colored bike beneath Lin Yu, her finely drawn eyebrows arched in admiration.
"That’s one cool bike. How much did it cost?"
"Not sure. It was a gift—probably worth tens of thousands," Lin Yu estimated.
Behind him, Cheng Ya’s eyes—enhanced by colored contacts—suddenly lit up. A thrilled smile curled at her lips as she climbed onto the back seat.
Feeling her settle in, Lin Yu placed his feet on the bike’s footrests. Just to be safe, he asked,
"You steady back there?"
"All good."
A deliberately sweet, high-pitched voice answered from behind.
Hearing that exaggerated, saccharine tone, Lin Yu instinctively frowned.
He was about to remind Cheng Ya that it wasn’t time to act yet when an unfamiliar softness pressed against his back.
The words stuck in his throat. Swallowing hard, he finally managed to say after a long pause,
"Uh, listen."
"You’re here to perform, not to offer anything else."
"No worries~"
Cheng Ya replied in the same sugary voice.
At the same time, she wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Yu’s waist and swayed slightly, making sure he fully appreciated her assets.
Lin Yu sniffed.
He had no idea why she was acting like this.
But as the saying goes:
Only a fool passes up free benefits!
Now, where was that unpaved gravel road nearby again?
...
After a bumpy ride, they arrived near Tang’s mother’s barbecue stall. Watching the mother-daughter duo busy at work, Lin Yu turned to Cheng Ya and said,
"See that?"
"The girl over there serving skewers."
"When we go order, act close to me."
Cheng Ya seemed to have poor eyesight. Squinting, she stared at the distant figure for a long moment before turning back to Lin Yu with a puzzled expression.
"So you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend in front of that girl?"
Lin Yu nodded, then added,
"Nothing too intimate—just enough to make it obvious we’re together."
"Wait, why though?"
Cheng Ya suddenly blurted out.
"What do you mean 'why'?"
Lin Yu asked, confused.
"Why are you having me pretend to be your girlfriend in front of her?"
Cheng Ya looked utterly bewildered.
"Well, it’s a bit complicated to explain."
After a moment’s thought, Lin Yu kept it brief:
"Basically, she’s into me, but I don’t want anything to do with her. So I brought you along to show her I’m taken and kill her interest."
"What?!"
Cheng Ya couldn’t control her volume.
"Keep it down!"
Lin Yu quickly covered her mouth, glancing nervously toward Tang Manman. Relieved she hadn’t noticed, he lowered his hand and shot Cheng Ya a warning look.
Realizing she’d been too loud, Cheng Ya lowered her voice but still pointed at the busy girl in disbelief.
"Her?!"
Lin Yu nodded.
Then she pointed back at Lin Yu.
"Into you?"
"Yeah, what’s the problem?"
Lin Yu nodded again, clueless.
Cheng Ya let out a derisive laugh, as if hearing the most absurd story. Thumbs-up in hand, she kept nodding at Lin Yu.
"Bro, you… you’re really something."
Annoyed by her odd behavior, Lin Yu frowned.
"What’s your deal? Can you do this or not?"
"If not, I’ll find someone else. Don’t waste my time."
"No, no, no! Big bro, I can do it. I can totally do it—anything you need!"
Cheng Ya quickly grabbed his hand, backing down.
Seeing her relent, Lin Yu dropped the issue.
Truthfully, he was more worried about her quitting than anything else. Finding someone with her proportions in H City was no easy task.
The thought made him recall the second female lead, Xia Muzhu.
Comparing the two purely on visual impact, Xia Muzhu couldn’t compete with Cheng Ya.
But in reality?
Xia Muzhu would win hands down.
Xia Muzhu was taller than most women, and her figure wasn’t as slender as Tang Manman’s.
Even with a build that didn’t emphasize curves, she still managed to be… impressively endowed.
Tsk tsk.
Truly terrifying!
Cheng Ya’s voluptuousness only stood out because of her petite frame.
No match for Xia Muzhu.
Shaking off the random thoughts, Lin Yu eyed Cheng Ya’s eager-to-please smile and asked warily,
"You remember everything I told you, right?"
"Got it."
Cheng Ya nodded.
"Then let’s go."
"Don’t mess this up."
With that, Lin Yu turned and walked toward the barbecue stall.
The moment his back was turned, Cheng Ya’s smile vanished. Grimacing, she silently mouthed at his retreating figure:
Fcking delusional loser!
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.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
