After tidying up a bit and obtaining what he wanted, Ye Chuan left the Adventure World.
After all, his cheap master had told him to return only after his injuries healed, so showing up the very next day wouldn’t be appropriate. It was better to put on a little act.
It wouldn’t do for his recovery speed to outpace that old dog’s, would it?
Besides, he still needed to find an opportunity to locate the pill formulas stored in the Divine Pill Peak.
Best to ask Jiu’er about it.
...
Clicking to exit the Adventure World, his consciousness began to withdraw. When he opened his eyes again, Ye Chuan was back in his own room.
Returning to the real world, he reopened the alchemy interface and browsed through the pill recipes until he found the Marrow-Cleansing Pill formula.
"I knew I’d forgotten something important." Ye Chuan had always intended to help Luo Xi step onto the path of cultivation. Aside from nourishing her with spiritual energy and elixirs, pill assistance was indispensable.
Though spiritual elixirs alone would suffice, cleansing her meridians and tempering her bones was still necessary.
Before long, Ye Chuan had refined a Marrow-Cleansing Pill. Since it wasn’t a high-grade pill, he didn’t even bother speeding up the process—it took only a few minutes to complete.
This was one of the benefits of having a higher-level alchemy furnace.
"With those immortal herbs, alchemy barely costs anything. Feels amazing." Ye Chuan was pleased. The harvest from the herb garden had saved him a fortune.
He could spend his money on other things instead.
"Alright, I’ll bring it to Luo Xi tomorrow and pass it off as a family heirloom beauty pill. A girl her age probably won’t refuse." Tossing the pill into his spatial backpack, Ye Chuan lay down and went to sleep.
The night passed without incident. The next day...
...
Dawn had just broken when Ye Chuan woke up. Glancing at his phone, he saw it was barely past six. He was about to go back to sleep when something suddenly occurred to him.
Right, how was Bai Qianshuang’s livestream doing?
He opened her channel and was stunned to see that even at six in the morning, over ten thousand people were still watching!
"No way… Did the numbers stay this high all night?" Ye Chuan was astonished.
As expected, having a real beauty on screen made all the difference. Just sitting in meditation was enough to keep viewers hooked.
On the screen, Bai Qianshuang remained seated in quiet meditation, circulating her cultivation technique to absorb spiritual energy. Meanwhile, the chat was flooded with messages—
Some looking to make friends.
Others seeking a partner.
A few lamenting their job-hunting failures.
Guesses about when Bai Qianshuang would wake up.
Praise for her stunning looks.
Shock over how she could sit for so long without needing the bathroom.
The barrage of comments was chaotic and lively, with some even spamming small gifts in hopes of getting her to open her eyes.
"She must’ve made a killing last night. Guess this is what a true beauty streamer is—silent but profitable."
Ye Chuan smirked. Livestreaming really did have an element of luck to it. After all, plenty of streamers looked just as good as Bai Qianshuang with makeup and filters.
Maybe it was her natural aura?
Her innate charm and grace just drew people in, making them want to keep watching.
After lingering in the stream for a while, Ye Chuan grew bored watching Bai Qianshuang sit motionless and wordless. He exited and closed his eyes to catch a little more sleep.
...
Even his nap was light. At some point, the sound of a lock turning pulled him from his drowsiness.
A familiar, faint fragrance reached his nose—like jasmine, sweet with a hint of creaminess.
Ye Chuan suddenly reached out, pulling the scent closer and burying his face in it.
"Chuan? You awake?" A soft voice spoke. Ye Chuan opened his eyes to meet a pair of lively, sparkling ones.
"You woke me up. How are you gonna make it up to me?" Seeing Luo Xi, he yawned and immediately slumped against her schoolbag, the perfect blend of warmth and softness molding to his comfort.
"Lazy pig, if you sleep any longer, we’ll be late. There’s a lot to prepare for the school festival these days." Luo Xi pinched his ear playfully. "Lazy pig."
When Ye Chuan didn’t respond, her mischievous side took over. She teased his cheek with the ends of her hair, giggling.
"I’m not in the student council or a class officer. None of this is my problem." Feeling the ticklish strands, Ye Chuan kept his eyes shut but grabbed her ponytail.
"It’s my problem, though. I can’t be late." Luo Xi straightened him up. "Sit properly! Don’t move!"
A second later, Ye Chuan leaned forward and buried his face against her again.
"Such a pain." Luo Xi sighed but then guided his head onto her lap. "Fine, you can sleep a little longer. But if we’re late, we won’t get anything done."
Ye Chuan said nothing, only giving a thumbs-up as he rested against her cool, smooth thighs.
He didn’t stay there long—just about ten minutes before getting up to wash up.
By the time he stepped into the living room, Luo Xi had already bought breakfast. Seemingly remembering Bai Qianshuang, she asked, "Isn’t Miss Bai having breakfast?"
Normally, Bai Qianshuang would be up by now. Was she still asleep?
"Oh, she’s busy with something these days. Don’t worry about her." Ye Chuan replied casually. Who knew when Bai Qianshuang would wake from her meditation?
Only when she felt like snacks, probably.
Luo Xi didn’t press further, simply watching Ye Chuan eat with a happy smile.
"What?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Nothing~"
She was just in a good mood.
No particular reason—just seeing Ye Chuan was enough.
"Oh, right. Here." Ye Chuan rummaged in his pocket and retrieved the Marrow-Cleansing Pill from his spatial backpack. "This is a beauty pill passed down in my family. One dose, and you’ll glow."
"My skin’s already fine." Luo Xi took the pill hesitantly, then shook her head. "Chuan, you keep it or sell it."
"I can make more whenever I have the ingredients. Just take it."
"Now?"
"Yeah." Seeing her reluctance, Ye Chuan grinned. "Worried it’s poison?"
"No, it’s just too big. I can’t swallow it." Luo Xi frowned.
"You’ve swallowed bigger—" Before he could finish, Luo Xi stomped on his foot.
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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.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
