Opening his eyes, Ye Chuan realized he was back in his real-world room.
The window nearby was open, revealing a dark blue sky dotted with the glow of countless city lights. The evening breeze drifted in, causing the wind chimes hanging by the window to emit a pleasant sound.
Compared to the recent ordeal of dealing with the red-dressed female ghost and wandering spirits, the gentle wind against his face made Ye Chuan feel as though his soul had been cleansed.
Home truly was where everything felt right.
What were those monsters and demons, anyway? Even ordinary people rarely encountered them.
Ye Chuan checked the time again.
It was almost the same as before his adventure, meaning no real-world time had been wasted during the full-dive experience?
If that was the case, the money he’d spent was worth it—at least it eased the sting a little.
Every little advantage counted.
That was how Ye Chuan comforted himself.
Suddenly remembering something, he rubbed the jade pendant hanging on his chest. Almost immediately, a voice echoed in his mind, "Hey! Stop touching me!"
Hearing this, Ye Chuan deliberately rubbed it a few more times.
The pendant emitted a faint glow as Lilith flew out, wearing a fierce expression. The moment she appeared, she tugged at Ye Chuan’s ear and shouted, "Stop groping my body!!"
"Oh?" Ye Chuan smirked and pulled out a bottle of spirit essence from his spatial backpack.
Lilith froze. Why did he still have spirit essence?
And not just any spirit essence—this batch looked remarkably high-quality.
She immediately reached out, chanting, "Bara-la!"
The essence floated out of the bottle, only to vanish into thin air the next second, leaving no trace behind.
Lilith paused, sensing residual spatial energy. She turned to Ye Chuan. "You hid it?"
Ye Chuan coughed lightly, leaning back defensively.
"I worked hard for these, risking life and limb to defeat countless ghosts. Don’t I deserve some appreciation?"
Lilith crossed her arms, scrutinizing him—
She’d been with Ye Chuan the entire time, or more accurately, he’d dragged her along.
She knew exactly what he’d been up to.
When would he have had time to collect spirit essence?
"Fine. What do you want?" Lilith asked, lazily crossing her legs mid-air.
"I want you—"
"You really are twisted!" Lilith’s eyes widened.
"Let me finish," Ye Chuan rolled his eyes. "What’s the rush?"
Lilith exhaled in relief.
"I want you to call me 'Master.'" Ye Chuan grinned.
"How is that any different from what you just said?!"
Lilith outright rejected the idea. If calling him "Master" was the price, she’d rather recover her soul’s power on her own.
Just then, Ye Chuan’s phone vibrated.
[Notice: Lilith’s trust level has dropped to 1. Lower trust increases the likelihood of a tenant leaving.]
"Just kidding, it’s all yours." Seeing Lilith ready to bolt, Ye Chuan quickly produced the bottle again, smiling. "Please enjoy, Miss Lilith."
Lilith eyed him suspiciously.
"Hmph. I don’t need it anymore." She narrowed her eyes like an irritated cat.
"No? That’s a shame. I could’ve gotten you more." Ye Chuan sighed.
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Lilith finally asked, "Really?"
"Dead serious. Truer than a snow leopard."
Though she didn’t fully grasp his analogy, Lilith sensed no deceit. She absorbed all the spirit essence, her form growing more solid.
"What do you want in return? Magic, potions, puppetry—I can teach you."
Feeling her strength return, Lilith’s mood improved.
Ye Chuan shook his head. "Not interested in those right now."
"Then what?" Lilith frowned.
"Your trust."
"..." Lilith’s brows knitted. She wasn’t afraid of Ye Chuan having ulterior motives—it was those with none that worried her most. People like that usually had something worse brewing.
"I can’t fully trust you yet. We haven’t known each other long enough," she stated bluntly.
"That’s fine. This is enough." Ye Chuan said.
Though puzzled, Lilith conceded, "But since you asked, I’ll try to trust you."
Ye Chuan nodded.
Still feeling odd, Lilith retreated into the jade pendant. "I’m resting now."
"Alright, sweet dreams~"
Ye Chuan’s sugary tone sent shivers down Lilith’s spine. She transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the pendant.
Checking his phone, Ye Chuan noted Lilith’s favorability and trust had risen significantly.
Gifting spirit essence was definitely the right move.
[Daily income: 5000 → 9000. Medium chance of obtaining magic-related items.]
[Daily points: 15 → 25.]
An S-tier tenant indeed—her first boost matched Bai Qianshuang’s level. Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
With this, his daily earnings hit 20,000.
Sixty grand a month.
Unthinkable in the past.
[Obtained Lilith-related item. Added to backpack.]
Oh?
A loot drop?
Ye Chuan opened his backpack and found a new item—a monocle.
[Item: Magic Eyepiece
Effect: X-ray vision, dispels illusions.]
X-ray vision…
This little witch’s drops are pretty interesting.
Ye Chuan equipped it and immediately noticed the difference. The wall beside him turned translucent, revealing Lan Xiaoke in the next room playing with slime.
"..." After watching for a moment, he shifted his gaze to Bai Qianshuang’s room.
She was photographing her sword, occasionally wiping it down or striking a pose.
"She really loves that sword," Ye Chuan mused before removing the eyepiece.
His spiritual sense could achieve similar effects, but this required no mental energy.
Still, it had its charm.
Wonder what other fun items await.
Not long after, his phone buzzed again—a message from Luo Xi.
Luo Xi: Chuan, my dad’s connected with the chairman. When do we deliver the medicine?
Ye Chuan recalled the plan to sell the pills.
The initial idea was to give the first batch for free—after all, they were diluted. As long as they worked, the buyer would surely pay top dollar for more.
With that in mind, Ye Chuan used his alchemy skill to craft a few more Deer Blood Pills.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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...
