In the library, Ying Bing stared intently at the scroll, appearing serious and aloof, though her fair hand holding the book was slightly curled.
"Hey, you've asked the right person."
"But I didn't ask, and who said the engagement... the wedding night is for the engagement..."
Ying Bing's learning materials on such matters were all from a certain gentleman, so she knew nothing about this aspect.
But she wasn't some naive kid either.
So, Qin Yuzhi looked at Shang Qinqing beside her.
"That's right, engagement means the wedding night! That's how it's been done since our ancestors' time."
"No one understands the wedding night better than I do. I'm the authority, listen to me."
A certain great merchant deity in charge of marriages and weddings nodded with a serious face, her words full of disregard for tradition.
Alright, although Shang Qinqing was trying hard to control her expression, her wildly upturned corners of the mouth betrayed her.
So what if it goes against our ancestors? A new life! I want to see a new life!
Ying Bing pursed her vermilion lips, pretending not to hear anything, and continued flipping through the scroll.
But seeing her fixed gaze, Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi exchanged a look.
"Little Bing'er, could it be you two have already...."
"..."
Ying Bing remained silent.
But Shang Qinqing narrowed her eyes and sighed in relief: "Not yet."
"Hmm, the tips of her ears are red." Qin Yuzhi didn't even need to observe carefully. The usual Little Bing'er was never like this; it became very obvious whenever this topic came up.
Hearing this, Ying Bing silently let down the dark hair by her ear.
"For your first wedding night, you certainly won't have any experience. So, as the Azure Luan in charge of marriages, it's my duty to give you some basic knowledge."
"I also know a thing or two about this and can offer some advice."
Qin Yuzhi crossed her arms, looking like someone who had been through it all.
Alright, Old Qin actually hadn't tasted the pork either, but due to her constant sleepwalking, she had seen plenty of pigs running.
Shang Qinqing decided to start with the simple stuff:
"First, you need to prepare red cords. The bride needs to...."
"Be tied up." Qin Yuzhi's opening words were scandalous.
Shang Wu: "?"
This touched upon her blind spot. Preparing cords was for tying betrothal tokens to hang above the bed. Where did you learn the procedure of tying up the bride?
Shang Wu didn't understand and could only continue:
"Then it's drinking the cross-cupped wine. Oh, right, the wedding night, the 'wedding candles' are naturally part of it, so you need to prepare the candles in advance......"
Qin Yuzhi said as if it were obvious: "Right, choose the kind made from Sea Spirit Dew. They don't burn too hot, so they won't hurt when they drip on the body, and it's very stimulating."
Ying Bing: "Huh?"
The Cold Fairy rarely showed a bewildered expression. After all, with her perspective as a former empress in her past life, what scene hadn't she witnessed?
This scene she truly hadn't seen before.
Shang Qinqing: "?"
The deity in charge of marriages didn't understand but was greatly shocked.
Where have you brought me? Are those weddings you saw in your dreams proper ones?
"Yuzhi, where did you learn all this?"
"In the Grand Imperial Emperor's dreams. He was majestic and profound, so he should be quite authoritative, right? Is there a problem?"
"......I didn't expect..."
"Didn't expect what?"
"Ahem, let's talk about this next time." Shang Qinqing suspected the roots of those methods from the Joy Union Sect lay with the Grand Imperial Emperor, but he had been dead for thousands of years, so she swallowed the words 'the old man was quite frisky'.
"Your procedures are a bit too advanced. Better listen to me."
"Alright."
"Next is the important part, Little Bing'er, you must listen carefully. It's the most crucial thing about the wedding night!"
Shang Qinqing narrowed her eyes and meaningfully raised a finger.
"That is, how to make a baby!"
Little Mo is clearly a novice, and Little Bing'er seems completely clueless about this too. What if the two of them give up halfway? Then all her disregard for tradition today would be for nothing.
This sort of thing isn't easy to discuss with a man, so she could only guide Little Bing'er a bit.
"Come closer."
Qin Yuzhi was genuinely curious and leaned in. Ying Bing didn't move but could hear clearly, as Shang Qinqing's voice wasn't soft.
Our Sect Leader Qin listened, her face flushed red. Despite her age, she had truly only seen pigs run and hadn't tasted any pork at all. Now she was thinking about all that pork she had seen.
After talking for a long time until her mouth was dry, Qin Yuzhi suddenly paused mid-sentence.
Right.
Qin Yuzhi was having such a big reaction, so why wasn't Little Bing'er's face red or her heart racing?
Even though the two often slept together, she absolutely couldn't be mistaken—Little Bing'er was definitely untouched.
"Little Bing'er, did you take it in?"
"I listened."
"Then why are you reacting like this... Do you not understand?" Shang Qinqing asked, puzzled.
Ying Bing tilted her head: "I know. It's for dealing with Hammer Treasure. The childish one's learning materials have these things. I've accidentally seen them many times."
"....."
The words themselves were clear, but put together, they were hard to understand.
What does 'accidentally seen many times' mean?
Were you doing it on purpose or by accident...
What learning?
"And what the heck is Hammer Treasure.... Oh!~~"
Qin Yuzhi caught on.
Shang Qinqing felt somewhat embarrassed: "Then, Little Bing'er, is there anything else you don't understand?"
"There is."
"Like what? Tell me."
"It's... is getting clothes wet... normal?"
Ying Bing's face was ethereal and detached from worldly affairs, but the words from her mouth grew more scandalous the more one thought about them.
"Huh?" Shang Qinqing was stunned.
"What the heck is getting clothes wet.... Oh!~~"
Qin Yuzhi pondered briefly, had a sudden realization, and then her face flushed even redder.
"???"
Shang Qinqing gave a light cough. To be honest, she felt a bit creeped out and also a bit angry and chilled.
Little Bing'er is so pure and cool, yet in private, she's already... had so many new worlds opened by Li Mo? How many delightful moments had she missed in between? Damn it!
Maybe she should practice dual cultivation of the Time Dao—she wanted to reverse time and go back to watch!
She, a dignified deity in charge of marriages, actually had no say in this matter, all because the one she loved was a monk.
In the latter half, Qin Yuzhi did most of the talking. After recalling, she concluded based on proportion.
Getting clothes wet... that's not very normal.
"!"
The big-headed doll let out a sharp cry of alarm.
Ying Bing finally reacted, her clear, serene eyes losing focus slightly.
This wasn't normal, and it seemed quite embarrassing. So by asking just now, Qin Yuzhi and Shang Qinqing both knew...
Just as they were speaking, Li Mo came up to the library, having greeted Xiao Qin on the way.
"Are the engagement arrangements settled?"
Ying Bing averted her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes at this moment.
"Oh, all settled."
Li Mo nodded, wearing the face of a true gentleman: "Let's discuss the wedding night now."
"..."
Ying Bing lowered her eyes and glanced at the other two beside her.
So, did you all plan this in advance?
"?"
Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi leaned back slightly, yet also felt like giving Li Mo a thumbs up.
This really wasn't planned in advance. At most, it's called great minds thinking alike.
No wonder he managed to pry open the doors to Little Bing'er's new worlds...

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"