After picking up the clothes, Ye Chuan took Wang Yanran straight home.
The moment they stepped inside, a familiar scent instantly enveloped them. Wang Yanran felt as if her breathing had suddenly become smoother, every pore on her body tingling with delight.
"What are you standing there for?" Ye Chuan noticed Wang Yanran lingering at the doorway with a blissful expression and waved her in to sit down.
Wang Yanran quickly followed, only to spot a familiar figure curled up on the sofa, dozing off in front of a TV drama.
It was Lan Xiaoke.
She was wearing a loose pink nightgown, her legs stretched lazily—though it looked more like an oversized T-shirt, leaving a portion of her shoulder exposed.
"Hmm?" Perhaps because Wang Yanran had begun absorbing spiritual energy, she suddenly sensed that Lan Xiaoke’s aura was stronger than hers.
How could this be…?
The first time they met, Lan Xiaoke had been nothing more than a timid girl who could only whimper. Yet in the blink of an eye, she had surpassed Wang Yanran in strength.
No, not just surpassed—she was far stronger.
"Did you sweep the floor?" Ye Chuan pinched Lan Xiaoke’s chubby cheeks as he scolded her for lazing around.
"Mmmmph~" Lan Xiaoke’s head wobbled as Ye Chuan shook her, her muffled protests barely coherent.
"Ye Chuan, you’re back?" Once she realized it was him, Lan Xiaoke slowly floated up, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She absentmindedly scratched her back under her clothes before finally noticing Wang Yanran standing there.
"Eek! Intruder!" The moment she saw Wang Yanran, Lan Xiaoke immediately darted behind Ye Chuan to hide.
It seemed the trauma from the electric chair was still fresh, making Lan Xiaoke unable to accept Wang Yanran’s presence.
"Hsss!" She even started hissing like a cat.
"Uh…" Wang Yanran had met Lan Xiaoke several times by now, but she hadn’t expected the girl’s wariness to remain so high.
Still, since Lan Xiaoke was Ye Chuan’s companion, she couldn’t exactly complain.
Besides, with Lan Xiaoke’s current strength, Wang Yanran’s talismans would be useless against her.
"Enough." Ye Chuan patted Lan Xiaoke’s head before asking, "Has Qianshuang come out today?"
"Nope." Lan Xiaoke had actually peeked into Bai Qianshuang’s room earlier but didn’t disturb her when she saw her meditating. "She’s been live-streaming her cultivation! Her viewership is crazy high!"
Ye Chuan pulled out his phone and checked Bai Qianshuang’s stream. Compared to the middle of the night, her live audience had now reached 20,000!
"No way…"
The chat was flooded with small but countless gifts, adding up to a substantial income.
Ye Chuan sighed.
"I wish I could get gifts like that too."
Most viewers seemed to be keeping track of Bai Qianshuang’s meditation time, marveling at how long she could maintain it.
[Bro, how many hours has it been now?]
[No clue, she was already meditating when I joined. I slept a whole day and she’s still at it.]
[Feels like an AI effect. No way this is real.]
[I was here from the start—she’s been sitting for almost a full day.]
[Damn, my neck hurts just from scrolling my phone for a bit.]
[Probably a pre-recorded loop.]
The chat buzzed with speculation, though many had already dismissed Bai Qianshuang as a digital effect.
Then, after nearly a day of silent cultivation, Bai Qianshuang finally stirred. Her eyelids fluttered slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she did, the already frantic chat exploded—
[HOLY SHT SHE MOVED!]
[Wait, wasn’t this a fake stream? Or is it still fake? Who sits like this for a whole day?]
[Pfft, I once took a 30-hour hard-seat train ride.]
[Yeah, but you could at least shift around. She didn’t move a muscle.]
[OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]
The chat went wild as everyone noticed how ethereal Bai Qianshuang looked upon waking—like a celestial fairy from legends!
But Bai Qianshuang’s focus wasn’t on the phone. She stopped circulating her energy and instead groped around the nearby table until she found a bag of chips.
[LMAO she was just hungry!]
[Of course she is! I’ve been watching—she hasn’t eaten anything.]
[You sat here watching her meditate all day? That’s even more boring.]
[Boring? She’s made thousands in gifts today. How much did you earn being ‘not bored’?]
[She’s so pretty though, where’s she from?]
Like a little hamster, Bai Qianshuang crunched through the chips under the gaze of 20,000 viewers before finally remembering something and glancing at her phone.
"Phone…" She leaned closer, only now noticing the barrage of comments.
"Huh?"
The sheer volume of messages seemed to overwhelm her.
Were all these people…
her audience?
Why were there so many?
"Ah…" Bai Qianshuang’s eyes darted across the screen, struggling to keep up.
"Hello." Her cool, clear voice sent the chat into another frenzy.
[Wow, her voice is amazing too!]
[Is this what they call an ice-queen voice?]
[Meh, my spicy-stick bubblegum voice is better.]
Bai Qianshuang checked the time and realized Ye Chuan had returned.
"Thank you. Goodbye." She spoke softly to the phone before ending the stream.
As the words "Live has ended" appeared, the 20,000 viewers were left stunned.
Wait—
She just woke up and left?
One "hello" and she’s gone?
Even the gift-spamming big spenders were dumbfounded, quickly clicking on her profile—only to find no posts, no bio, and a profile picture of just a sword.
Meanwhile, Bai Qianshuang pushed open her door and noticed Ye Chuan and the others.
"Qianshuang, hahaha!" Ye Chuan was still holding his phone, amused by the chaos in the chat.
Her abrupt departure had left everyone in disbelief.
"What’s wrong, Ye Chuan?" Bai Qianshuang tilted her head, confused by his laughter.
She instinctively touched her face, checking for anything unusual.
"Never mind." Ye Chuan didn’t feel the need to coach her—after all, people seemed to love her streams precisely because of her unpredictability. Maybe sudden sign-offs were part of her charm?
Bai Qianshuang then asked, "Ye Chuan, did I earn any money?"
She handed him her phone.
She didn’t understand these things, but with so many people watching, surely there was some profit?
Bai Qianshuang wanted to give all the earnings to Ye Chuan—it was her way of repaying him.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
