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: "???"
...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.
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.
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!
