Construction?
When Ye Chuan noticed the newly appeared function in the Ten Thousand Realms Landlord app, he let out a puzzled sound. He couldn’t shake the feeling that all the money he earned would somehow be siphoned back by this strange system.
Something felt off.
"But the money was well spent."
Upon reflection, every penny had contributed to his growth—not only curing his terminal illness but also bringing him even more wealth.
After all, good health was priceless.
The money hadn’t vanished; it had simply transformed into a different form of value in his life.
Shaking his head, Ye Chuan stopped overthinking it and opened the construction feature to explore its options. To his surprise, it was incredibly comprehensive—offering everything from one-click lazy-style renovations to expanding room dimensions and fine-tuning material details.
Best of all? No workers were needed. The entire process would take just one hour.
In construction mode, he could even observe the status of each room, including a chibi-style Bai Qianshuang meditating in her own space.
"This is ridiculously cheap?"
Ye Chuan checked the prices. Having been frugal since childhood, he was well-versed in market rates. But the costs listed in the Ten Thousand Realms Landlord app were essentially just material expenses—equivalent to buying supplies and doing the work himself, completely bypassing the hefty labor fees.
Hiss. With deals like these, why wouldn’t he take advantage?
Originally, he had planned to just browse, but in the end, he couldn’t resist the temptation and started selecting upgrades.
A brand-new TV? Check. Those old wooden chairs and tables? Straight to the inventory—Ye Chuan stashed them all in his spatial backpack. The faded, yellowish-pink floor tiles were swapped out for wood-patterned ceramic ones.
Cabinets, sofas, and storage units were all rearranged as if he were playing a building simulator, dragging and adjusting each piece of furniture with meticulous care.
Once everything was roughly in place, Ye Chuan hit "Save" and paid the 70,000+ renovation fee.
Spending tens of thousands in one go would’ve been unthinkable in the past. But now?
Ye Chuan not only dared to think it—he dared to spend it!
After all, it was an investment in a better life. Spend away!
Buy!
Buy it all!
Anything older than him? Out with the old!
[Construction in progress. Estimated time: 59 minutes, 59 seconds.]
A notification popped up after confirming the plan.
[Pay 1000 to exchange for a Construction Speed-Up Card.]
Ye Chuan ignored the speed-up option. Save where you can, spend where you must—an hour wasn’t worth a thousand bucks.
With preparations complete, he settled in his room to wait.
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An hour later, in another room not far away, a long-haired girl sat cross-legged on her bed. Her raven-black hair cascaded like silk, smooth and lustrous.
Faint golden light swirled around her body, condensing before being absorbed into her being.
As Bai Qianshuang drew in the last wisp of spiritual energy, she assessed the strength within her.
After days of recovery, she could now access one-tenth of her full power.
It wasn’t much, but it was progress.
Her gem-like eyes shifted slightly, landing on a nearby bag—now empty, its snacks long since devoured.
"The spiritual energy in this world is too sparse. I merely refined these mundane foods into usable power," she murmured, reassuring herself. Unbeknownst to her, a speck of potato chip seasoning still clung to the corner of her lips.
Glancing out the window, she noted the dimming sky.
"A full day of cultivation, it seems."
Bai Qianshuang rose, intending to seek out Ye Chuan.
Not just for more food, of course. As her benefactor, maintaining regular contact was only proper.
And if she happened to replenish her strength along the way? Well, that was just a bonus.
But when she opened her door, she froze.
The yellowed, grimy walls—once dotted with cobwebs—were gone, replaced by soft cream-colored artisanal paint. The cracked pink floor tiles had vanished, now smooth wooden-textured panels.
The mismatched red-and-black wooden furniture had been unified into a white-and-wood aesthetic.
A pristine TV and a robotic vacuum stood neatly arranged. Outside the window, beige curtains fluttered in the evening breeze, causing wind chimes to tinkle melodiously.
The peeling wallpaper had transformed into warm wooden accents, and the deep indigo twilight beyond the window, dotted with distant lights, inexplicably soothed the soul.
Bai Qianshuang stood stunned. She glanced back at her own room—now utterly different in style—then at the living room’s makeover.
Without a word, she slowly closed the door.
...Had she opened it wrong?
A few seconds later, she tried again. When the scene remained unchanged, her expression stiffened, and she took a step back.
Had she... been transported somewhere unfamiliar again?
Just when she’d finally settled in.
Ye Chuan was kind. The food was delicious.
And now—gone?!
Her face paled, and the energy around her grew unstable.
"I swore an oath to the heavens. If Ye Chuan thinks I left without a word..."
As Bai Qianshuang wrestled with her thoughts, a nearby door creaked open.
Ye Chuan emerged, yawning.
"Looks just like the preview," he remarked, admiring the living room’s transformation. Running a hand over the new furniture, he noticed Bai Qianshuang’s dazed expression.
"What’s wrong? Not feeling well?"
Seeing her rooted in place, Ye Chuan approached curiously.
His precious money-making asset couldn’t afford to have issues.
"The decor here..." Bai Qianshuang hesitated. Had everything she’d seen before been an illusion?
"Oh, just a little renovation. Nice, right?" Ye Chuan grinned, plopping onto the sofa to test it out.
No more backaches from that old wooden monstrosity. Decent sofas had always been pricey—anything beyond the cheap, toxic-foam ones cost thousands.
Compared to the old mess, this cozy wooden theme was a feast for the eyes.
Not that traditional styles were bad—just expensive. Half-hearted attempts were worse than this simple, soothing aesthetic.
"Renovated? But how..." Bai Qianshuang was baffled. For immortals, such transformations were trivial, but for a mortal?
Had humans achieved the power of spirits?
Mid-thought, her gaze lingered on Ye Chuan—and she stiffened in shock.
"Qi Refinement Realm?!"
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