"Come, let's check out the backyard."
"Sure!"
The two soon arrived at the rear courtyard, where a decorative rockery and koi pond immediately greeted them. The pond was filled with jagged stones and flowing water, its spring bubbling clearly from the source, crystal-clear to the bottom.
The pond concealed a motor to keep the water circulating, but since no one had been around to care for it, no fish had been stocked—just a pool of pristine water.
Standing by the pond, Shen Yi pointed and asked,
"Should we tear this down and build you a swimming pool? You love swimming, after all..."
"What are you thinking? This rockery is lovely—why demolish it?"
Fu Nanzhi smacked his arm in exasperation and said,
"There must’ve been a reason the previous owners didn’t build a pool here."
"The whole design is very deliberate, everything has to match."
She gestured around them and added,
"Look at the decor—everything’s either classical or has a Republic-era aesthetic."
"Tearing down the rockery to dig a modern swimming pool? That’d be completely out of place."
Shen Yi shrugged, unfazed.
"So what? Comfort comes first."
He was a pragmatist at heart—if he liked something, that was all that mattered.
Fu Nanzhi shook her head firmly.
"Really, no need. It’s fine as it is."
Seeing her insistence, Shen Yi dropped the subject, and the two continued further in.
Rounding the southern side of the house, Fu Nanzhi’s eyes lit up.
"There’s a greenhouse here too?"
"Yep."
Shen Yi chuckled warmly in response.
"It came with the place. We can have tea here in winter."
"Or enjoy the snow when it falls."
Greenhouses—or conservatories—weren’t hard to build. The cost varied, but they were affordable enough. Most people just lacked the space for one.
Fu Nanzhi pushed the door open and stepped inside, surveying the area before remarking,
"This spot’s better. If it weren’t so small, it’d actually be perfect for a pool."
Shen Yi, of course, had no objections. With a grand wave, he declared,
"Then let’s expand it outward. We can sacrifice a bit of the lawn if needed."
The main structure didn’t take up much space, with much of the area occupied by the garden’s grassy expanse. Losing a little wouldn’t hurt.
Fu Nanzhi crossed her arms and pondered for a moment.
"We’ll see. I was just thinking out loud."
"Alright."
"Let’s keep exploring."
Soon, the two had circled the entire house, chatting as they went.
"Tired? Let’s head back and rest."
"Mhm."
Fu Nanzhi agreed, following Shen Yi into the spacious living room.
After settling her on the couch, Shen Yi disappeared briefly before returning with two glasses of water.
He sat beside her, handing one over and asking,
"Thirsty?"
"Your lips look dry—did you skip water this morning? Drink up."
"Not really. I’m fine."
Fu Nanzhi took the glass but merely held it, pursing her lips slightly.
"They’re not dry. Mom made me breakfast this morning."
"Just drink it. It’s only a small glass."
Shen Yi wasn’t letting her off. He nudged closer, insistent.
Seeing his earnestness, Fu Nanzhi relented and took a few token sips.
But when she set it down, Shen Yi pointed at the remaining half.
"You didn’t finish. Down it all in one go."
Fu Nanzhi rolled her eyes.
"Are you treating me like a kid?"
"It’s not medicine."
She wasn’t thirsty to begin with—drinking any at all was only because Shen Yi had handed it to her.
When she refused, Shen Yi switched tactics, feigning hurt.
"Fine, fine… don’t drink it then."
He sighed dramatically, looking away.
"Even though I poured it just for you… but if you don’t want it, forget it..."
Fu Nanzhi clutched the glass, suddenly feeling like a villain for refusing.
She tugged at his sleeve, laughing as she coaxed him.
"Alright, alright!"
"I’ll drink it, okay?"
Tilting her head back, she downed the rest in one go.
Afterward, she held up the empty glass.
"Happy now?"
"How do you feel?" Shen Yi watched her intently.
"Nothing special. Just a bit full..."
She smacked her lips—plain water was plain water, though the full glass had left her slightly bloated.
"Oh, well, good job then."
Satisfied, Shen Yi clapped lightly. At least she’d finished it.
"What’s the big deal? Was there even a point to this?"
Fu Nanzhi frowned.
"You made such a fuss over a glass of water for nothing?"
Shen Yi spread his hands innocently.
"What’s wrong with that? Hydration’s important."
"Ugh—you!"
Fu Nanzhi slammed the glass down, lunging at him.
"I’ll strangle you!"
"Heh, heh… can’t catch me!"
Shen Yi dodged left and right, blocking her half-heartedly between laughs, occasionally letting her break through his defenses.
Their tussle was interrupted when Shen Yi’s phone rang.
He glanced at the screen and promptly declined the call.
Fu Nanzhi, catching her breath on the couch, cracked an eyelid.
"Why’d you ignore it?"
"Was it Zhu Yun or Yunyi?"
Shen Yi set the phone aside and countered,
"How’d you know?"
Fu Nanzhi reclined lazily.
"I’m not an idiot. After last night’s… incident, of course they’d come looking for you too."
Thinking back to the surreal events of the previous night, she couldn’t help but wonder—was it divine intervention or some trick of fate?
At this point, Shen Yi saw no reason to hide it.
"It was Yunyi."
"If it’s her, why not answer?"
Fu Nanzhi’s brow furrowed as she pressed him.
Shen Yi smirked, side-eyeing her.
"Oh? Since when did you two become besties overnight? Defending her now?"
Fu Nanzhi averted her gaze, muttering,
"We’re not besties..."
"You should’ve picked up. I wouldn’t have minded. Ignoring her just makes it worse."
Amused by her contradictory tone, Shen Yi laughed.
"Alright, enough teasing. Don’t worry—I already sent her the address."
"She’s probably on her way. Explaining things in person’s better than over the phone anyway."
"That’s more like it."
Fu Nanzhi nodded, then added,
"What about Zhu Yun?"
Shen Yi shrugged.
"Obviously told her to come too. You think I’d forget?"
"Or do only you care about them?"
Flustered, Fu Nanzhi tackled him again in retaliation.
She clamped her teeth onto his ear, growling through gritted teeth,
"I’ll bite you to death!"
"You heartless jerk—who do you think I’m doing this for?!"
"Dare mock me?!"
Shen Yi couldn't help but cry out in pain, begging for mercy,
"Ah, ow ow ow...!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"Nanzhi, darling, I’m really sorry—let go, let go!"
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.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
