A sensation as soft as boneless silk rippled from the soles of her feet through her entire body.
Chen Qimeng bit her lip, utterly defenseless against Lin Yu's movements in the footbath, unable to muster any resistance.
[Ding!]
[Masterful maneuver! Every subtle action executed with precision, entirely under the host's control, has thrown the acting sect leader into emotional turmoil!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
In Lin Yu's eyes,
the cyan-blue sash wrapped around the Daoist robe had loosened slightly, disturbed by a faint pinkish aura.
The acting sect leader's power was truly extraordinary!
When the sensation hit just right, even the energy she emitted carried an ethereal, "immortal" quality.
He should've noticed this sooner!
The [Phoenix-Luring Pleasure Fingers] technique was practically tailor-made for Auntie Qimeng!
All those times he'd wasted the skill's potential, merely massaging her "shoulders" at the flower shop...
"That's it, lift it just a little higher."
"I'll support you, and you can lean into me too."
"Does that feel better now?"
Lin Yu watched Chen Qimeng's tightly pressed lips,
insisting on hearing her reaction.
Just as he'd guessed,
even Chen Qimeng herself couldn't understand why his touch elicited such a response.
He... he was the child of the "big sister next door" from years ago.
She'd watched over him for so long.
He Jing's teasing remarks were just jokes—they couldn't possibly become reality!
Besides,
Chen Qimeng had been single all these years.
She'd never imagined another man could ever intrude into her life...
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
At this realization,
her body and mind trembled violently.
When... when had she started seeing Xiao Yu as a man?
Had this shift only begun recently?
"It does feel better..."
"Actually, you don’t need to go to so much trouble."
"Xiao Yu, just relax and soak. I can... adjust my feet myself."
Even as she resisted,
Chen Qimeng carefully chose her words to avoid hurting the young man's pride.
Seeing his "innocent" expression only made her more determined not to wound him.
She was the one overthinking—Xiao Yu had done nothing wrong!
Unbeknownst to her,
every flicker of complex emotion on Chen Qimeng's face was captured by the "seasoned" Lin Yu.
Today's gains were already substantial.
Pushing further now might disrupt the gradual evolution of their relationship.
He couldn’t let Auntie Qimeng realize "there’s something off about Xiao Yu."
Otherwise,
given this woman's stubborn principles,
she’d become hyper-aware of every future interaction.
Still, the night wasn’t without its rewards.
At the very least, he’d uncovered "Auntie’s key" and "Auntie’s secret"...
As Chen Qimeng's heart raced in chaos, Lin Yu tactfully retreated.
Casually shifting his feet back to his side of the tub, he said:
"Alright, Auntie Qimeng, find your angle—I’ll stop helping now."
"This warm, swelling sensation is really nice though."
"After long walks, can I come to your room daily to share your footbath?"
"I’m not greedy—just half this space is enough, haha."
With Lin Yu's "withdrawal,"
the strange sensations plaguing Chen Qimeng faded, restoring her calm.
Faced with his seemingly innocent request devoid of "ulterior motives,"
how could she refuse?
Chen Qimeng replied tenderly:
"Of course, sweetheart."
"If you like it, you could even take it to your room, and then—"
Lin Yu interrupted: "Auntie Qimeng, do you not want me in your room?"
Chen Qimeng's eyes widened: "No! Absolutely not!"
The pleasant atmosphere—
had she ruined it again with careless words?
So Xiao Yu wanted to visit her room? To spend more time with her?
How could she be so dense, missing his unspoken wish while drowning in her own overthinking?
She hurriedly corrected:
"Xiao Yu, don’t misunderstand."
"You’re always welcome in Auntie’s room!"
Lin Yu's inner monologue:
Yin Susu's theories applied equally to handsome men.
Lin Yu: "Promise?"
Chen Qimeng: "Mm, promise!"
Lin Yu casually leaned back onto the bed, murmuring:
"Being cared for by you feels so good..."
"Auntie Qimeng, your mattress is a bit firm. Should I buy you a new one tomorrow?"
Hearing him spend money again,
Chen Qimeng waved her hands frantically:
"No need! I don’t sleep well on soft beds."
"I’ve used this mattress for years—I might not sleep comfortably without it."
Lin Yu's focus wasn’t entirely on the mattress.
While "testing" its firmness, he naturally picked up a glimmering object from the sheets.
[Ding!]
[Suspected jade hairpin for an immortal’s coiled bun. Though worn, its elegance remains. Special rewards may await if placed upon the fairy?]
The item in Lin Yu's hand was
a multi-pronged "hair claw."
Under the effects of the Forbidden Zone Exploration Talisman,
Chen Qimeng had indeed brought a cyan jade pin.
But in reality,
fresh from her bath with hair still down, she wasn’t wearing the claw.
A system-given opportunity
wasn’t to be wasted.
Even if fixing Auntie Qimeng’s hair mid-footbath seemed... unconventional.
"Auntie Qimeng, you usually wear this?"
"Feels like I've seen it many times, at least a year or two, right?"
Lin Yu asked, grasping for conversation.
Chen Qimeng nodded and replied,
"It's quite convenient. Doesn’t take much time to manage my hair."
"Just roll it up and clip it—super easy."
Lin Yu: "Can I try?"
Chen Qimeng: "Huh? You… your hair wouldn’t hold, would it?"
Lin Yu: "……"
Chen Qimeng blinked: "……"
Lin Yu: "I meant helping you put it on!"
Chen Qimeng: "Oh! That makes sense… but right now?"
Before Chen Qimeng could think further,
Lin Yu had already stood up by stepping on the bucket:
"Auntie, bring your head closer."
Though Chen Qimeng found it a bit odd,
to indulge Lin Yu’s curiosity,
she braced against the chair and leaned forward.
Then, near Lin Yu’s waist, she slowly lowered her head…
Chen Qimeng cooperatively gathered her hair: "Lin Yu, is this okay?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Hiss!
Such a two-person posture.
Damn, it dredged up Lin Yu’s long-buried memories.
Making him want to blurt out:
I’m feeling really fired up right now!
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
【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.)
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
