After splitting off one-tenth of his Divine Soul, Qin Ran felt as if he had lost half his life. He was extremely drained, and then his split soul encountered spatial turbulence, which made things even worse.
So when his foolish disciple packaged herself up and delivered herself to him, he didn't even have the strength to unwrap the package.
"Heavens above! Earth below!" When Qin Ran woke up from his unconsciousness and realized what he had missed, he couldn't help but cover his face and look to the sky.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The clear, melodious voice of his foolish disciple sounded beside him.
Qin Ran turned his head and found that he was in his room, with his foolish disciple sitting properly by his bedside. It seemed she had been taking care of him.
"It's... nothing," he managed to smile.
Although his heart was bleeding, and he wanted to get up and stamp his feet in frustration.
"Master, how did you suddenly faint?" Li Shiyin was very confused. Looking at Qin Ran's pale face, she said, "You scared me to death. I thought..."
She thought she had that disease mentioned in books that would make men die from intimacy.
"It was... an accident," Qin Ran could only say.
"Here, Master, I made you some soup," Li Shiyin suddenly produced a bowl from behind her back, as if by magic. The bowl contained hot, thick soup.
Qin Ran looked at the color of the soup, felt it was drinkable, and asked, "You made this?"
"Mm-hmm!" Li Shiyin raised her tone, lifting her chin proudly.
Qin Ran looked at his foolish disciple. Her raised, jade-like round chin was so tempting that he wanted to bite it. He smiled and asked, "When did you make it?"
"I made it this morning."
Qin Ran looked at the light coming through the window and realized it was already afternoon.
"Made this morning?" He stared at the little lying witch.
"Hmph!" Li Shiyin wrinkled her little nose and said coquettishly, "I did make it in the morning. I wanted Master to have hot soup as soon as he woke up! But I've been using my magic to keep it warm, so it's still hot now."
Qin Ran suddenly understood.
Now he was lying in bed, with his foolish disciple sitting sideways on the edge. The light from outside the window shone in, and her tender white face radiated a fairy-like glow.
His heart felt warm and fuzzy.
"Feed me..." he said, "Let your master see if your cooking skills have improved."
"Hehe!" Li Shiyin carefully brought the soup to Qin Ran's front, stirred it with a spoon, and a waft of steam drifted towards Qin Ran's nose.
"Master, does it smell good?" she asked.
Smelling the soup, Qin Ran's expression gradually became strange. As an alchemist, he only needed to smell it to know what medicinal ingredients were in the soup...
"It smells very good," he replied.
Then he asked, "What kind of soup did you make?"
"Soft-shelled turtle, wolfberry, and lily bulb soup," Li Shiyin giggled. "Sister-in-law taught me!"
Good heavens!
Was it... because of his unexpected fainting yesterday that his foolish disciple suspected he was impotent?
"This soup is too nourishing. It's not suitable for me to drink now," Qin Ran said tactfully.
"It's good because it's nourishing," Li Shiyin scooped up a spoonful and gently fed it to Qin Ran. In her innocence, she obviously didn't know what this soup was for, probably thinking it was for general health. She smiled and said, "I secretly stewed Qiqi's alligator snapping turtle. Don't tell her, Master."
Qin Ran couldn't refuse his foolish disciple's gentleness. He obediently drank a mouthful and asked in return, "Do you think Qiqi doesn't know herself?"
The last time he committed a crime while testing the Death Notice Pill, it was Long Qiqi who exposed him.
"She doesn't know..." Li Shiyin replied, "She's been sleeping lately."
Long Qiqi had indeed been tormented enough by Li An.
"Alright," Qin Ran asked again, "But have you thought about what to do if Qiqi finds out later?"
"Hmm!" Li Shiyin tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Then I'll buy her one in advance..."
The master and disciple pair, one feeding and one drinking, chatted casually, and soon finished the soup.
Li Shiyin then helped Qin Ran get up and assisted him in getting dressed.
Qin Ran wanted to say that he was only a little weak, not so sick that he couldn't move. He could sit, stand, and walk, and even engage in small battles if needed.
Yesterday he couldn't... mainly because it was too stimulating. It had stunned him for a moment.
But he couldn't refuse such a gentle foolish disciple.
He watched her help him dress with tender smiles in her eyes, feeling that his life was now complete.
His hand unconsciously moved to her waist, holding her gently, and he leaned in to kiss her beautiful cheek.
With their height difference, such an intimate gesture was quite convenient.
"Master!" Li Shiyin pretended to dodge, but then snuggled closer like a little cat, complaining, "I'm trying to help you get dressed!"
Qin Ran's hand on her waist gave a little squeeze. His foolish disciple's waist was firm yet soft, feeling incredibly good. As her waist was kneaded, the foolish disciple suddenly went weak, falling into his embrace, and the dressing was no longer possible.
"Master..." she said coyly, "You're naughty!" She felt ticklish at her waist and squirmed in Qin Ran's arms.
Qin Ran lowered his head to bite her nose tip, asking in a low voice, "Aren't you the naughtiest one?"
To dare to seduce him so boldly.
"Mmm..." Li Shiyin would never admit it. She made a heavy nasal sound, "I'm not naughty, Master is naughty."
"What did your sister-in-law teach you that night?" Qin Ran asked in a low voice.
Li Shiyin blushed and buried her face in Qin Ran's embrace, pretending not to hear the question.
"Master actually knows much more..." he whispered in her ear.
But Li Shiyin didn't believe this. She looked up from Qin Ran's embrace, meeting his gaze, and smiled brightly, showing her white little teeth: "Master is boasting!"
Master had been on the mountain since childhood and had hardly seen any women, how could he possibly understand the matters between men and women?
Qin Ran's hand on Li Shiyin's waist moved slightly, wanting to teach her a lesson, but he ultimately held back. Because moving up or down would make him lose control.
He let out a light snort, lowered his head until his nose tip touched his foolish disciple's, and said fiercely, "You'll know in the future!"
"I want to know now..." Li Shiyin tilted her head, her face now pressed against her master's, the heat from her cheeks transferring to his. She didn't blush, but said in a husky voice, "Master, why don't you teach me now!"
The heat on Qin Ran's face sank into his heart, suddenly causing magma to boil...
But, he raised his head, forcibly separating from his foolish disciple, and sighed, "Not yet...
"It has to be after you form your Golden Core. Losing your virginity will affect your cultivation level and realm."
"Hmph!" Li Shiyin headbutted her master's chest.
She snuggled in her master's embrace for a good while longer before continuing to help him get dressed.
After dressing, they walked out of the room. In the corridor, Qin Ran saw four little brats gathered under the man-eating demon willow tree by Sword-Washing Lake, mumbling about something.
He pointed at the slightly larger little brat and said to Li Shiyin, "Find time to investigate him."
He could do this himself, but he wanted Li Shiyin to do it.
Li Shiyin looked at Zhang Junyi and asked questioningly, "Is there something wrong with his background?"
"Whether there's a problem or not, we need to investigate," Qin Ran said seriously to Li Shiyin. "From his birth, even his parents and ancestors, to when he joined Dan Peak, during this period, everything that can be found out, you need to investigate. Finally, summarize it for me."
Li Shiyin understood the seriousness of the matter and formally replied, "Yes, Master!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.”
