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.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
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!
