Next to him stood a dog walking upright, a centipede, a bear, and a floating spirit.
The dog and the bear each held a bouquet of morning glories in their hands.
"I am Lu Benwei, and with my little brothers, I’ve come to welcome you, dear lady. Welcome, dear lady."
As he spoke, Lu Benwei placed his hand over his chest, performing an extremely gentlemanly gesture.
Seeing this, the dog and the bear quickly offered their morning glories.
Was this the "Brother Lu" that Su Yu'er had mentioned?
Bai Mei was both flustered and honored.
Though the flowers and Lu Benwei's attire left much to be desired, his gentlemanly demeanor gave her a very positive impression.
When she arrived, she had even prepared herself to serve Lu Benwei as a servant, as long as he wasn’t someone like Wen Chengyu.
But she never expected that not only was Lu Benwei not like that, but he was also so approachable and had even come to personally welcome her.
This made her extremely grateful, feeling that coming here was the right decision.
"This humble servant greets you, my lord," Bai Mei quickly bowed.
"You’re too kind, dear lady. Since you’ve just arrived, allow this scoundrel to show you around the island."
With that, Lu Benwei made a gesture of invitation.
At the same time, he glared fiercely at the dog and the others.
Seeing this, the dog and the others vanished without a trace.
And so, Bai Mei followed Lu Benwei as they strolled around. After just two steps, they were blocked by Zhao Qi, who was lying on the ground.
"What trash dares to block this scoundrel’s path?"
With a kick, Lu Benwei sent Zhao Qi flying, leaving Bai Mei wide-eyed in shock.
"Ah, my apologies, dear lady. Just clearing away some garbage," Lu Benwei said with a gentle smile.
"It’s... it’s fine," Bai Mei replied calmly on the surface, though her heart was racing. That single kick was likely far beyond anything the manure-carrying uncle could have managed.
The two of them walked quietly along the shoreline.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Lu Benwei began reciting with deep emotion.
"Look at those mountains, look at that water..."
"Truly, such fine mountains and waters."
"Lord Lu, your literary talent is remarkable," Bai Mei quickly praised.
"You flatter me, dear lady. I am but a humble man with only a slight knowledge of poetry," Lu Benwei replied with a refined smile, walking side by side with Bai Mei, hands clasped behind his back.
Behind them, a dog swiftly passed by, placing a bouquet of morning glories into Lu Benwei’s hand.
"Dear lady, these are for you," Lu Benwei said with delight.
"Thank you, Lord Lu," Bai Mei said, cradling the flowers in her hands.
"Come, let this scoundrel take you over there," Lu Benwei said patiently, his hand hovering nervously before finally resting on Bai Mei’s shoulder.
Seeing that she didn’t resist, his hand settled gently.
Bai Mei’s body trembled slightly, a bit shy, but she didn’t pull away.
She never expected that someone of Lord Lu’s strength could be so hesitant.
She couldn’t help but wonder what lay behind that mysterious, fog-covered face.
With Bai Mei now in his embrace, Lu Benwei stood tall and proud.
And so, Lu Benwei took Bai Mei around the island eighteen times, spouting all sorts of cheesy romantic lines.
"Dear lady, this scoundrel is very happy today."
"Please accept this small gift."
With that, Lu Benwei took out a small fragment of bone.
"Take it back and refine it."
"Next time, this scoundrel will eagerly await your return."
"Waiting for you..."
Looking at the bone fragment and replaying Lu Benwei’s words in her mind, Bai Mei carefully stored it away. At that moment, she had no idea what this bone fragment would bring her.
But her mood was joyful.
This trip had turned out far better than she had originally feared.
Moreover, Lord Lu’s request for her to return seemed to imply that he didn’t intend for her to serve as a servant here.
She was deeply moved.
Before long, she and Su Yu'er returned to the Yunjie Sect.
After parting ways, Guan Ling rushed over with a grave expression.
"Yu'er, did you know that because we took in Bai Mei, the Fengyun Sect has sent us a message?"
"They’ve announced that they will send someone to our Yunjie Sect in one day. We thought it was just an inner disciple, so the Yunjie Sect wouldn’t be affected, but this move shows we underestimated the Fengyun Sect!"
"You know, if we truly provoke the Fengyun Sect, we’re in no position to resist. They are a major sect with two spirit ships."
"So I’m here to warn you. I’ll do my best to protect Bai Mei, but if the Fengyun Sect insists on taking her, I’ll have no choice but to hand her over."
"Because it’s simply not worth it to risk a conflict with the Fengyun Sect over an inner disciple with mediocre talent!"

【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.)

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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!