Such an unspeakable matter.
When Lin Yu brought it up, Ye Mengfu felt as if a thousand-pound weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
She was even... a little moved.
Could Lin Yu really see through people's hearts so well?
From just her expression, he could read so much?
Was it like this with everyone... or just her?
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
What nonsense was she thinking again?
The lingering effects of her dream must be messing with her! It had to be!
She quickly shook her head, trying to rid her mind of those strange thoughts.
Lin Yu watched her: "..."
Huh?
He had kindly spoken up for her.
What did shaking her head mean?
Not planning to tell the truth, but to make up a story instead?
That didn’t seem right.
"Did I misunderstand? This isn’t a gift for me?"
Lin Yu tried asking again.
If Ye Mengfu didn’t respond this time, he wouldn’t overstep again.
He’d seem like a self-absorbed fool—who even says things like that normally?
Ye Mengfu quickly nodded.
Then, remembering the context of Lin Yu’s words...
She just as quickly shook her head.
Lin Yu: "..."
Practicing neck exercises?
Or drawing a cross in the air?
Ye Mengfu knew gestures wouldn’t explain things clearly.
So she walked to the bed, slowly lifted the blanket, and retrieved a small cardboard box she had hidden earlier.
Receiving a "living" gift was a first for Lin Yu—like a bride stepping onto the wedding sedan for the first time.
A young girl’s thought process could be hard to decipher sometimes.
Ye Mengfu held the box, walked up to Lin Yu, and lowered her head as she handed it over:
"H-Here... for you..."
"Last time... you gave me... so..."
Lin Yu understood.
Even if her words were fragmented, he could grasp her meaning.
Getting her to speak this much at once was already an achievement.
"A return gift for the Wheel of Fate last time?"
"Thank you, Xiao Fufu. You really shouldn’t spoil me like this."
"Last time, I just thought that card was meaningful and wanted you to have it. It wasn’t really a gift."
"Can I... open it now?"
After receiving Ye Mengfu’s nod of confirmation, Lin Yu carefully opened the box with her help holding it steady.
Inside was a pink cage.
And inside the cage—a little white rabbit nibbling on a lettuce leaf!
Tiny, likely just a few months old.
Before opening it, Lin Yu had wondered if it might be a kitten or puppy.
Seeing the rabbit, he was genuinely surprised.
Then it hit him...
Ye Mengfu’s usual doodles, her reaction to the "Naruto" stickers...
Was this... her sending a piece of "herself"?
Maybe Xiao Fufu didn’t have such bold thoughts and hadn’t considered it deeply.
But subconsciously, she’d chosen a little white rabbit as her gift.
Honestly...
It was kind of touching.
"The rabbit... it’s... well-behaved."
"So... wanted to give it..."
Ye Mengfu stammered out the words.
At the same time, she peeked up slightly to gauge Lin Yu’s reaction.
"It’s adorable. Just as cute as the rabbits in your drawings."
"Thank you, Xiao Fu. I’ll take good care of her."
"This is such a surprise—no one’s ever given me a pet before."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The heartfelt gift resonates with the Joyous Sect’s Talisman Envoy, warming her heart and soothing her spirit!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
Another girl made happier by giving a gift that was well-received.
If he didn’t do something in return, Lin Yu would be wasting this precious gesture.
"Xiao Fu, can I borrow your art supplies to draw her?"
"She’s so cute—I’d love to capture our first meeting."
Lin Yu reached into the cage and gently stroked the rabbit’s head.
Snow-white and soft to the touch.
With the gift given, the weight on Ye Mengfu’s mind lifted.
Only then did she remember what Lin Yu had said when he knocked on her door.
She looked at him in surprise:
"Lin Yu... you can draw?"
They’d lived together for so long, yet he’d never mentioned it.
Even Ying’er, who knew him well, had never brought it up.
"I dabbled in it before. My skills are nowhere near yours."
"But seeing you draw and all the art supplies in your room made me itch to try."
"Since I’m free now, I thought I’d see if I can still put something decent on paper."
"If it turns out bad, don’t—"
Before he could finish, Ye Mengfu handed the rabbit back to him.
Then she hurried to her art supplies:
"I’ll get everything ready!"
Lin Yu: "???"
When it came to professional art talk, Xiao Fufu suddenly didn’t stutter?
...
Soon,
Ye Mengfu had prepared a full set of tools with expert efficiency:
An easel, drawing board, paper, brushes... everything needed.
Unsure of Lin Yu’s preferred style or approach,
she simply brought out most of the materials she had on hand.
As she moved to open the curtains,
Lin Yu stopped her:
"No need. The lighting now is perfect."
"Isn’t there a drafting lamp by the easel? I’d like to try working with that."
"For the rabbit, let’s just place her on the chair for now?"
Ye Mengfu didn’t question it, nodding and assisting without hesitation.
Only after replicating the [Brush of Divine Artistry] skill
did Lin Yu truly grasp
just how costly it was to nurture an artist.
The sheer variety of materials, the countless styles—
mastering even one required years of dedication.
Since [Brush of Divine Artistry] came from Ye Mengfu,
Lin Yu could fully appreciate the effort she’d poured into her craft.
This was his moment to showcase his skills—
no half-hearted doodle would do.
When Lin Yu picked up the charcoal pencil,
Ye Mengfu thoughtfully prepared both watercolors and oils, ready to assist.
She wasn’t sure which he’d choose, so she prepped both.
Lin Yu glanced over and said:
"Watercolors. They’ll work better for this."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Shared artistic sensibilities strike a chord with the Joyous Sect’s Talisman Envoy, deepening the sense of kinship!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
What Lin Yu chose to paint didn’t matter.
The key was—Xiao Fufu adored watercolors!
Then he added:
"Xiao Fu, could you mix some masking fluid for me?"
"Not too much—just enough for one piece."
"I want to try... the scraping technique!"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Professional artistry leaves the Joyous Sect’s Talisman Envoy utterly astonished!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
By now,
Ye Mengfu was fully immersed in supporting Lin Yu.
Just those two remarks told her—
Lin Yu wasn’t some amateur.
He had real, professional knowledge.
Now,
she couldn’t wait to see what he would create.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?!
