[Ding!]
[During the forbidden zone exploration, you obtained and read the proxy sect leader’s private "Daily Life Journal"!]
[Reward: 200 sect contribution points, 400 spirit stones, 3 bottles of Hundred Flowers Dew.]
Listening to Chen Qimeng’s words,
Lin Yu couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild…
Hate her girlfriends?
Not a chance!
He was nothing but grateful, moved, and appreciative.
Lin Yu had been curious before.
What could possibly drive someone like Chen Qimeng—with her personality—to the point of divorce?
Now, the big mystery in his heart finally had an answer.
And what a pleasantly surprising answer it was!
Unable to contain his emotions, Lin Yu said:
"No wonder… no wonder you two never had children after marriage…"
"So your ex-husband was…"
Chen Qimeng replied with self-deprecation:
"If holding hands alone could lead to pregnancy, maybe we would’ve had a child."
"The only time we held hands was during the wedding ceremony."
"I saw with my own eyes how he kept washing his hands repeatedly afterward, his face full of disgust."
"That was the first time I truly felt what it was like to be despised by someone…"
As she spoke,
Chen Qimeng clenched her fists tighter on her lap.
She was usually a forgetful and forgiving person.
Yet this particular memory remained etched vividly in her mind.
Over the years, whenever a man tried to get close to her, that scene would replay in her mind.
Gradually,
That small detail became an indelible wound.
Perhaps for many more years, she would still…
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
Just as she was lost in her memories,
A pair of hands suddenly reached out and gently clasped hers, cradling them as if they were treasures.
"Maybe ‘she’ was the one who was dirty to begin with."
"Skin this fair and smooth, like a twenty-year-old’s."
"I’ve always wanted to say—your hands are truly beautiful."
"They’re the most beautiful pair I’ve ever seen!"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Your heartfelt praise soothes the proxy sect leader’s wounded heart!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Chen Qimeng was inexplicably touched by Lin Yu’s words.
The atmosphere—soaking their feet together, their hands intertwined—
Yet she felt no awkwardness or tension.
All she could replay in her mind were Lin Yu’s words.
Lately, she had been trying to follow He Jing’s advice.
To treat Xiao Yu as a "grown man," not just a kid.
Earlier, when she mentioned picking up a pillow,
Chen Qimeng had secretly hoped, even just a little…
That Xiao Yu might understand the years of pain she had endured.
But she never expected—
Xiao Yu had spoken straight to her heart…
"Xiao Yu, you… you’re teasing your aunt."
"At thirty, how could I… haha… how could I…"
"You’re making me laugh so hard I’m almost crying…"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Beneath the indifferent facade lies a guarded heart—you’ve successfully touched the proxy sect leader’s soul!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Seeing Chen Qimeng’s emotions surging uncontrollably,
Lin Yu stepped out of the foot-soaking tub and moved to her side,
Letting her lean against him.
At a time like this,
No words of comfort were needed.
Speaking would only ruin the moment.
Her tears were a release—years of pent-up grievances finally pouring out.
Rather than trying to do something blindly,
It was better to simply be there for her.
……
About ten minutes later,
Chen Qimeng finally composed herself and hurried to empty the foot-soaking tub.
In the bathroom,
She washed her face in front of the mirror.
Cupping her cheeks, she stared at her reflection, only now feeling the delayed embarrassment.
She had no idea what came over her earlier.
To lose control like that—
Crying like a mess in front of Xiao Yu, even staining his clothes.
The thought made her rush out of the bathroom:
"X-Xiao Yu… let me wash your clothes for you, okay?"
"Maybe it’s just work stress lately, I don’t know why I…"
She tried to salvage some dignity,
But before she could finish,
Lin Yu was already handing her his T-shirt.
"I get it. Adults have stress—crying once in a while is good."
"Thanks for washing it, Aunt Qimeng. I’ll pick it up tomorrow night."
"And maybe mooch another foot soak."
"I’ve been learning massage therapy—it works on feet too."
"Consider it my thank-you for the shoes you bought me. I’ll give you a proper massage."
In this atmosphere,
Chen Qimeng couldn’t possibly refuse.
Her heart warmed as she nodded, only to accidentally catch sight of Lin Yu’s toned physique.
She quickly averted her gaze: "…"
She hadn’t noticed before.
She thought Xiao Yu was just skinny.
Does he work out at school too?
"The shoes fit perfectly!"
"It’s getting late—you should rest, Auntie."
"I’ll head back to sleep. Message me anytime if you need anything."
The effects of the Forbidden Zone Exploration Talisman hadn’t worn off yet,
But tonight’s mood was best left here.
Leaving room for more later.
Pushing the relationship too fast would only backfire.
He’d already experienced the talisman’s power to the fullest.
Next time,
Maybe he’d try it with another sect friend—
They couldn’t all be immortal maidens, right?
……
The foot soak had washed away his fatigue.
Lin Yu returned to his room, relaxed and refreshed.
As soon as he stepped inside,
A rustling sound reached his ears.
Lin Yu turned: "!!!"
Snap!
Before he could react,
The bedroom light flicked on.
Mo Shangying stood there, staring at Lin Yu’s bare torso,
Her eyes a mix of shock and poorly concealed glee.
Ye Mengfu, standing by the desk, caught sight of Lin Yu’s state—
She spun around instantly, her back to him.
For a few seconds, the room was frozen in silence.
Mo Shangying broke it first:
"Shifu…"
"Did you and the nurse have such a wild time…"
"That you lost your shirt?"
Lin Yu quickly grabbed a robe from the rack:
"You two—"
"How did you get in?"
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
Mo Shangying shrugged innocently:
"We just got here a minute ago—didn’t even have time to turn on the light."
"Your door wasn’t locked!"
"And we did text you. Check your phone if you don’t believe me."
"Ohhh~"
"Too busy playing around to check your messages?"
Lin Yu: "…"
Lately, especially at night,
Plenty of people had been messaging him nonstop.
When he was focused on something, he often missed notifications.
He figured he’d reply to everyone at once later—
Like an emperor reviewing memorials in bed.
Who knew
He’d walk into such a surprise!
Since lunch,
He hadn’t had time to chat much with these two.
With the sudden appearance of a "new disciple," it was no surprise Mo Shangying had questions.
Coming to his room this late—
She must be here to discuss tomorrow’s "dojo challenge" plan!
Sure enough,
What came next—
Mo Shangying pulled the bashful Ye Mengfu closer and asked Lin Yu with a grin:
"Master, shouldn’t you explain it to us?"
"Is Nurse Sister my 'senior sister' or 'junior sister'?"
"Our sect seems unexpectedly huge!"
"Hehehe..."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
