The usually introverted Maomao suddenly and uncharacteristically stood her ground with unusual determination.
Though Xia Xiashan still had reservations, she knew there was no stopping her now.
"Maomao, even if you really want to move in with Weiwei,"
"at least wait until after tomorrow's 'Martial Arts Gathering' before making a decision."
"Your computer setup and personal belongings—"
"moving them can wait until tomorrow, right?"
Xia Xiashan made it sound simple.
Maomao's insistence now was clearly just her acting out of spite.
Losing to someone her own age was too much for her to swallow.
Tomorrow, once Xiashan beat Lin Yu to a pulp,
and vented Maomao’s frustration for her,
letting her see with her own eyes that this guy wasn’t some invincible "prodigy,"
maybe then Maomao would change her mind and stay safely at home.
Pushing the issue further now would be like Xiashan playing a losing hand—no chance of winning.
Xia Yiwei slung an arm around Maomao’s shoulders, adopting a triumphant stance as she turned to Lin Yu again:
"Little Master, about tomorrow’s one-versus-one challenge, what do you think…?"
Judging by Xia Yiwei’s smug little expression,
it was as if she held an imperial sword, interrogating a high-ranking minister.
Even if it weren’t for the urgent mission tied to Xia Yiwei,
just the fact that she’d recruited a talented new member for their sect was reason enough to take this fight.
"Fighting one or ten makes no difference to me."
"Just send me the address on WeChat."
"How about 9 a.m. tomorrow? I might have other plans later."
"Xiashan-jie, does that work for you?"
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The host’s willingness to stand up for the suppressed elder of the Spirit Herb Hall fills her heart with joy!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
Xia Xiashan replied with haughty confidence:
"Absolutely no problem. I love your attitude right now, Master Z."
"I hope you’ll still be this confident tomorrow."
"I… can’t wait for it!"
What a coincidence—
neither could he.
……
The dinner dragged on until 8 p.m.
Most of the conversation afterward was led by Xia Yiwei,
who regaled them with tales of her double life—working as a nurse by day and a knight by night after leaving home.
It was practically a live demonstration for Maomao, showing just how liberating it was to break free from family constraints.
Meanwhile, the two youngsters at the next table had ordered a few dishes of their own,
using the unfolding drama as dinner entertainment.
And so, a meal fraught with tension came to a safe conclusion.
When it was time to part ways,
Xia Yiwei stuck close to Lin Yu,
deliberately letting her older sister and Maomao leave first.
Her behavior made it obvious she had something to say in private.
After all, she’d been instrumental in smoothing things over tonight.
Staying behind to chat a little longer was only natural.
In the deserted parking lot,
Xia Yiwei slowed her steps, her eyes locked onto Lin Yu.
"If you’ve got something to ask, just say it. Why keep staring? Do I have flowers on my face?"
Lin Yu was the first to break the silence.
Xia Yiwei clasped her hands behind her back and grinned smugly:
"What should I call you?"
"Little Yu? Martial Arts Master? ZerO? Little Master?"
"Hahaha, you’ve got so many identities, Mr. Ordinary College Student."
Lin Yu: "..."
At the dinner table, she’d been all "Master this, Master that."
Now, outside, her true colors were showing.
There was something inexplicably provocative about Xia Yiwei—
no matter what she said or did, her arrogant expression made people want to clap back at her.
Yesterday during the day,
and now again at night.
He was tempted to just say:
"I’m your dad, ever-changing and uncontainable!"
Lin Yu stopped walking and spread his hands.
"And what should I call you?"
"Second Miss of the Xia Family? Nurse Sister? Leather-Pants Knight? Second-in-Command of the Martial Arts School?"
"Let’s not mock each other, alright? Why not just speak plainly?"
Xia Yiwei took two steps forward, forcing Lin Yu to instinctively retreat.
Unfortunately,
they were in a parking lot.
His back hit an empty SUV,
leaving him no escape.
Only then did Xia Yiwei speak again:
"How was it, licking me yesterday?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "Did it feel good?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "You were so bold then—why run off after?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "Besides covering my face in spit, what else can you do?"
Lin Yu: "Hey! Now you’re just making personal attacks!"
Xia Yiwei giggled and took a few steps back.
The carefree nurse really had a thick skin—
she’d brushed off yesterday’s "scandal" like it was nothing.
Maybe winning her over wouldn’t be too hard after all.
"In public, I’ll call you Little Master. In private, you call me Weiwei-jie."
"We’ll each follow our own rules."
"Who ZerO is doesn’t matter to me."
"But it matters to you, to Maomao, and to my sister."
"From now on, you’d better treat me well."
"Or else one day I might just slip up and… hehehe."
Xia Yiwei thought she was being clever.
Little did she know,
she’d just unknowingly dragged another innocent girl into the mess.
"Little bro, where to next? Let me give you a ride."
She tossed her helmet playfully and pointed at the sleek black motorcycle nearby.
Lin Yu waved her off:
"Not necessary, I think."
"Weiwei-jie, you go have fun. I’ve got other things to take care of."
He’d already arranged to meet Shen Buyao.
If he lied and said he was going home, only to get dragged off by Xia Yiwei,
making it to Ghost Market Street would be a hassle.
Of course,
that wasn’t the main issue.
The real problem was—his two little buddies were still inside the International Hotel!
The moment the thought crossed his mind,
Mo Shangying’s voice crackled through his earpiece…
Mo Shangying: "Master, were you thinking about us? We already got a taxi!"
Taxi Driver: "Hey, little girl, don’t go accusing me! I wasn’t thinking about you two! I’m a legit driver!"
Mo Shangying: "Not you, uncle. I meant another master."
Taxi Driver: "You called another cab?"
Mo Shangying: "We’re already in yours—why would we call another? I’m talking to my master, not you."
Taxi Driver: "But I’m the only one you’re talking to? Your friend hasn’t said a word!"
Ye Mengfu’s inner thoughts: I shouldn’t be in this car. I should be under it…
"..."
Lin Yu: "..."
Perfect.
Both his disciples were… unique.
One was clingy as hell, the other vanished in a flash.
"Vroom! Vroom!"
While Lin Yu was still processing,
Xia Yiwei had already started her bike and pulled up right in front of him.
"Little bro, even if you can refuse a disciple who’s got dirt on you,"
"can you really refuse a knight in fishnets?"
"Your hands must’ve gotten calluses from all that groping at the restaurant."
"Hop on the back—we’re heading out!"
Lin Yu caught the spare helmet she tossed him.
Safety first—
always wear a helmet when riding.
Lin Yu: "Then I won’t hold back. Today, I’ll be the backseat knight."
……
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
