Sister Hong kept talking,
adopting a stance ready for a full-on charge.
Huang Feirong knew she’d messed up big time.
If Sister Hong ended up damaging the treasures in Lin Yu’s bag, how much would they have to pay in compensation?
And it wasn’t just one item—it was three!
In a panic,
Huang Feirong hurriedly shouted:
“Mom, don’t hit him! He’s a big treasure!”
The words managed to buy them about ten seconds.
Sister Hong stared at her daughter in disbelief:
“You’re calling him ‘big treasure’ now?”
“I’ve never even called your dad that!”
“And that old fart of a father of yours never called me that either!”
Lin Yu’s inner thoughts:
Heh. I’m tired. Just end me already.
When people are at a loss for words,
sometimes they really have nothing to say.
Either don’t try to mediate at all,
or at least use some common sense when you do.
What kind of strategy is it to fuel the warrior’s rage?
Shen Buyao had originally come to watch the drama unfold—something along the lines of “visiting a friend’s house only for her mom to suddenly start hitting her.”
But who would’ve thought
the blame would somehow shift inexplicably onto Lin Yu?
If she didn’t speak up now, things might spiral out of control.
Shen Buyao said loudly:
“Auntie Hong, he’s the seller of the ‘Carved Lacquer Grapevine-patterned Begonia Tray’ I mentioned yesterday.”
The moment those words left her mouth,
the girl in front of the arcade machine instantly locked her gaze onto Lin Yu.
Just that one sentence
was enough to make Sister Hong immediately calm down.
“Oh~ So it’s you!”
“Then that was definitely a misunderstanding…”
“A big shot like you wouldn’t have any interest in my silly daughter.”
Lin Yu: “……”
That’s the logic here?
I thought it was just because Shen Buyao’s words carried weight.
With the farce finally over,
Lin Yu had his identity confirmed and became the center of attention once again.
“The treasures weren’t damaged, were they?”
Huang Feirong glanced worriedly at the backpack.
Lin Yu shook his head:
“Don’t worry, they’re fine.”
“Auntie Hong… nice to meet you. I’m Lin Yu, a friend of Buyao’s.”
He wanted to call her Sister Hong, but worried it might come off as impolite.
After all,
Shen Buyao was addressing her as Auntie Hong without hesitation.
Sister Hong said cheerfully:
“Just a misunderstanding. You’re a handsome young man.”
“Call me Sister Hong—Auntie Hong is what they call me.”
“Everyone outside calls me Sister Hong.”
Lin Yu smiled and nodded:
“Got it.”
Just as Lin Yu was about to shake Sister Hong’s hand,
the girl at the arcade suddenly stood up.
“Which Lin and which Yu?”
Lin Yu, puzzled:
“Double-wood Lin, double-feather Yu.”
“Sorry, my memory’s bad—have we met before?”
The girl shook her head.
Shen Buyao said irritably:
“Don’t mind her. She’s just mentally challenged.”
The girl stuffed her hands into her baseball jacket pockets:
“Boss, I believe we’re still in the middle of a fight.”
“Please don’t talk to me first.”
Lin Yu: “……”
Are they really aunt and niece?
What kind of duo is this?
Just as Lin Yu was about to shake Sister Hong’s hand again,
the girl suddenly stepped forward and interrupted:
“Hey, was that name given to you by your parents? Or your grandparents?”
Lin Yu: “???”
“My parents… does it matter?”
The girl shook her head again:
“Not really…”
“But—”
“Was it your dad or your mom?”
Lin Yu: “……”
Is she doing this on purpose, or is she genuinely curious?
What kind of weird questions are these?!
This time,
Sister Hong snapped first:
“Shen Jiuyi, shut the hell up!”
“How many times are you gonna interrupt a handshake?”
“If you’re in such a hurry, you go first!”
Shen Jiuyi?
Lin Yu had a sudden, oh-for-fuck’s-sake realization.
So Jiuyi was her actual name!
No wonder she was called Ninth Aunt at such a young age.
With a name like that, she was practically born into seniority.
Scolded by Sister Hong,
Shen Jiuyi walked straight up and extended her hand:
“Then I’ll go first. Hello, I’m Shen Jiuyi.”
“The number nine, and yi as in ‘carefree.’”
Sister Hong’s face turned red with suppressed anger: “……”
Lin Yu: “……”
She… actually took the offer?
Without even considering whether it was sarcastic?
Judging by Shen Jiuyi’s calm—almost blank—expression, she didn’t seem to be picking a fight.
A natural airhead?
Seeing that Sister Hong seemed to have no choice but to let her go first with a resigned jerk of her chin,
Lin Yu had no choice but to shake her hand first.
But the moment their hands touched—
A translucent information panel appeared beside her.
[Shen Jiuyi]
[Age: 21]
[&@#%￥！@#……]
[……]
[(Prerequisite quest incomplete. Cannot view.)]
Lin Yu: “！！！”
Garbled text?!
A whole mess of indecipherable code!
What kind of rogue sect member is this?!
Unlike the [Wide Recruitment] quest from the cat,
a character with an info panel like this
meant she already belonged to the Harmony Sect—no need for Lin Yu to recruit her.
But Shen Jiuyi didn’t live in the apartment.
He’d never seen her before either.
Could it be that even staying once or twice counts?
That was entirely possible.
But for now, Lin Yu had no way to confirm.
Prerequisite quest incomplete…
The only prerequisite quest tied to Shen Jiuyi would have to involve Shen Buyao.
Hiss—
Today’s trip
had turned out to be far more fruitful than expected.
He actually managed to fish out a "fugitive sect member"!
So her real age was only 21.
No wonder she looked about the same age as him.
Lin Yu stared at their clasped hands: "..."
What exactly was she trying to do?
Why wasn’t she letting go even after grabbing hold?
Sensing Lin Yu’s gaze, Shen Jiuyi spoke again:
"So, was it your dad or your mom?"
Lin Yu sighed inwardly. "My dad."
Finally satisfied, Shen Jiuyi released his hand.
After exchanging introductions, Lin Yu first took out the Haitang Plate for Sister Hong to examine, letting her verify it on the spot.
"Holy hell, this is the real deal!"
"Little Brother Lin Yu, our rule is not to ask about origins."
"We only take a commission for the auction. You can rest easy leaving this with me."
"I’ll make sure to hype it up properly—guaranteed to fetch a price you’ll be happy with."
"My niece here knows my reputation, or she wouldn’t have brought you to me."
Sister Hong carefully set the Haitang Plate aside, already hearing the clink of money in her mind.
Lin Yu politely thanked her and, following procedure, left the plate in her custody temporarily.
While Sister Hong was appraising it, Lin Yu kept an eye on Shen Jiuyi’s reactions.
She stayed silent the whole time, only showing the occasional subtle shift in expression.
Yet she displayed not a hint of shock or surprise over the Haitang Plate.
Incredible composure!
Was this the person backing the "Antique Sister"?
Lin Yu couldn’t help but regard Shen Jiuyi with newfound respect.
However—
The next moment, Shen Jiuyi finally spoke up:
"Fine, Buyao, I’ll grudgingly talk to you."
"What was that plate just now? Is it worth a lot?"
Lin Yu: "???"
...
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.”
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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.
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!
