[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Your intimate relationship with the Joyous Sect’s Talisman Master has deepened, advancing to the sixth realm—"Hearts Aflame"!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host, for completing the "Soul Cultivation Bond" trial mission and successfully binding a soul cultivation partner!]
[Reward: 100 Sect Contribution Points, 200 Spirit Stones]
[Partner’s Sect Identity: Joyous Sect’s Talisman Master]
[...]
[Friendly Reminder: As the number of partners increases, new reward categories have been added to the prize pool.]
The kiss was fleeting.
Lin Yu didn’t press further—no taking advantage, no pushing his luck, no stirring the pot, no exploiting vulnerabilities…
Stopping here today was just right. The atmosphere was perfect.
If he rushed to "complete the set," he’d only ruin the rare, delicate tension between them.
Worse, it might leave little Fufu—already insecure—with unpleasant memories.
Their gentle embrace lasted about ten seconds.
When Ye Mengfu finally snapped out of it, her arms trembled slightly…
Who was she?
Where was she?
Why had she, without realizing it…
been returning Lin Yu’s hug?!
She wanted to pull away, yet her hands hovered hesitantly behind his back.
If she withdrew abruptly, would he misunderstand… that she hated it?
But if she stayed like this… how long were they supposed to keep hugging?
This question was utterly beyond Ye Mengfu’s expertise.
What terrified her more was:
Once they parted…
How was she supposed to face Lin Yu?
Were they… dating now? Or… not quite?
Lin Yu noticed every subtle shift in her demeanor.
Post-breakthrough awkwardness? That wasn’t something to dump on the girl.
Otherwise—what kind of man would he be?
He slowly loosened his hold and straightened up, feigning embarrassment.
"Just now… I couldn’t help myself. Sorry—did I scare you?"
His retreat actually eased Ye Mengfu’s nerves.
After a pause, she shook her head slightly.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to speak.
She just had no idea what to say.
Everything that followed was uncharted territory—no experience, no script.
The only certainty? She felt…
Happy?
Pleasure?
Sweetness?
Even she couldn’t pin it down.
But she knew it was positive. Unresisted. Even… longed for.
Because she realized:
Lin Yu was attentive. Considerate.
She could tell he cared about her feelings too.
Seeing little Fufu so docile, Lin Yu wrestled down his rising mischief.
Patience.
Just wait.
If soul cultivation was achieved, physical cultivation couldn’t be far behind, right?
He gently took Ye Mengfu’s hand.
If she hadn’t resisted a forehead kiss or hug, holding hands would be an easy sell.
"Here’s the rest of the hairpins. Pick whichever you like to wear daily."
Ye Mengfu nodded vigorously.
"Mm. Th-thank you… Lin Yu."
Watching her blush, her breathing uneven from nerves yet still obediently standing before him—
Lin Yu knew he couldn’t stay longer.
He knew himself too well.
With such an alluring little artist before him, lasting three minutes without sinful thoughts would require divine intervention.
"I should be thanking you. I’ll take good care of the bunny you gave me."
"Feel free to visit it whenever you’re free."
"That painting—it’s yours now too."
With that, he picked up the cardboard box and reluctantly left Ye Mengfu’s room.
For two or three minutes after Lin Yu’s departure,
Ye Mengfu’s mind floated in a daze.
She sat where he’d painted earlier,
staring at his sketch of the white rabbit for ages.
Noticing the hairpin on the rabbit’s head, she touched the one in her own hair.
Then—
She pinched her cheeks lightly.
Ow.
It hurt.
Proof this wasn’t a dream.
From the small speaker by the easel, soft music still played:
"♪ I think I’m starting to miss you~~ ♪ Though I just met you~~ ♪"
"♪ I wonder if this magic~~ ♪ is just a trick~~ ♪"
"♪ I think I’m falling for you~~ ♪ ‘Cause I’ve got love’s courage~~ ♪"
"♪ I’ll dive headfirst~ into your mischief~~ ♪ Your mischief~~ ♪"
Pursing her lips, Ye Mengfu touched her forehead—still warm—where Lin Yu had kissed her.
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Lin Yu’s bedroom.
"Humans have rules. Bunnies have bunny rules."
"Today, I’m laying down the law…"
"Eat here. If you’re hungry, hop out of the cage and find me."
"Toilet area: this spot only. Everywhere else is off-limits."
"Your mom bought this chew toy. Gnaw on it when bored."
"I’ll take you out for walks when I’m free."
"Remember—follow the rules. No freelancing."
"…"
Inside the cage, the bunny clutched a half-eaten lettuce leaf,
frozen in place after five minutes of Lin Yu’s lecture.
The little bunny must be curious too.
Why can Lin Yu speak "bunny language"?
Such a terrifying "big bunny"—there's no way to resist!
Lin Yu watched the little bunny's timid expression.
Honestly, it kind of reminded him of little Fufu!
He took out his phone and snapped a picture of the bunny, then sent it to Ye Mengfu on WeChat.
He couldn’t just kiss her and then ghost her.
Follow-up was just as important.
The moment he sent it, the nurse sister called.
"……"
Lin Yu: "Help you clean up your room together?"
Xia Yiwei’s voice came through the phone:
"Yeah! If you don’t help, who else is in the apartment right now? You can call the others too, if you want."
"Though, I doubt you’d want them to know about your little connection with the kitty, right?"
Lin Yu: "……"
Alright, alright.
Here we go again.
That familiar tone!
Bringing others along to help clean wasn’t the scary part.
The real issue was the unnecessary complications that might arise.
Like:
"You and Sister Wei are that close? She’s letting you clean her room?"
"The new girl moving in doesn’t mind you helping her unpack?"
And so on—those kinds of headaches were bound to pop up.
Xia Yiwei lived on the first floor, quite far from the Shuang Chi sisters’ rooms.
As long as Lin Yu didn’t make a big deal out of helping, he probably wouldn’t be noticed.
"Fine, alright."
"Call me when you start cleaning. I’ll come help."
Lin Yu agreed.
Then, Xia Yiwei continued over the phone:
"No need to wait for me, though. You can go in first."
"The key’s under the doormat outside my door."
"Could you start by packing up my clothes?"
"There are some on the sofa in the bedroom, a few on the chair by the closet, and maybe some on the bed too."
"Just toss them all into the closet for me!"
"Please, please~ My amazing little shifu!"
Lin Yu: "……"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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!
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?!
