An hour later.
In the bathroom of Chen Qimeng’s room.
"Splash splash… splash splash…"
Lin Yu tidied up the foot-soaking tub and quickly cleaned up the aftermath.
This was usually something Aunt Qimeng took care of.
But today? She’d probably have to lie in bed until tomorrow before she could muster the energy to do anything.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The intimate experience of "Joyous Feet Beckoning the Phoenix" has left the acting sect master utterly convinced!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
[Ding.]
[The acting sect master and the host’s intimacy level has reached the threshold of "Soul Cultivation Bonding"!]
[Upon entering the seventh realm, "Threads of Affection Entwined," they may become soul cultivation partners!]
[Now announcing the trial for "Soul Cultivation Bonding"...]
[Overcoming Physical Barriers (Trial Task): Seize a moment of solitude between the two, allowing the acting sect master to feel the host’s sincerity and experience the warmth of being cared for.]
[Friendly Reminder: Due to the hierarchical relationship between the host and the acting sect master within the sect, a single misstep in choosing the right moment will permanently forfeit the chance to become cultivation partners.]
Here it comes!
The soul cultivation trial with Aunt Qimeng!
Compared to the trial with Little Fufu, this one seemed far more challenging.
After all, he’d been calling her "Aunt" for years.
Getting her to overcome the barriers of their roles wouldn’t be easy.
A trial where failure meant no second chances—this had Lin Yu feeling a little uneasy.
He slowed down as he washed his hands and tidied up, carefully considering how to create the perfect opportunity.
......
Meanwhile.
Chen Qimeng lay on the bed, tightly wrapped in her little blanket.
She tried her best to steady her turbulent emotions and racing heart.
Lin Yu’s domineering foot massage techniques had left her body and mind utterly shaken.
By the second half, even though Chen Qimeng had tried her hardest to suppress it, she’d still ended up making some… inexplicable noises without realizing it.
Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, she was so embarrassed she wanted to crawl under the bed!
She was truly hopeless.
What would Lin Yu think of her now?
Would he assume she had some kind of… problem?
To react like that while he was just "taking care" of her…
As she agonized over this, the sound of water stopped.
Chen Qimeng attempted to sit up.
But her body felt weak and boneless—she couldn’t even lift herself.
The most she could manage was shifting from lying flat to lying on her side.
Chen Qimeng: "……"
This change in position didn’t really accomplish anything.
In fact, now she was facing the bathroom directly, as if eagerly waiting for Lin Yu to come out.
A moment later, Lin Yu emerged and walked over to the bed, sitting down beside her.
Chen Qimeng’s cheeks burned even hotter: "……"
Stupid legs, stupid waist, stupid… everything—move already!
Lying here like this, staring at Lin Yu… it was too awkward!
If not for this atmosphere, this close distance, she might never have noticed how bright Lin Yu’s eyes were.
Clear, pure, and brimming with sincerity.
Lin Yu spoke softly:
"Aunt Qimeng, everything’s cleaned up. While I was massaging you earlier, I noticed your body…"
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
His words made her heart leap into her throat. She instinctively clenched the blanket tighter.
Oh no.
She’d been covering her face the whole time—had he really noticed something strange?
This was it. She was done for…
Lin Yu chuckled and continued:
"I noticed your body… is pretty weak!"
Chen Qimeng's emotions were like a rollercoaster, climbing back up from rock bottom to level ground.
At this point, she wasn’t about to overthink things—when offered an out, she’d take it immediately:
"Hehe, yes, yes, it really is quite weak."
Lin Yu: "It must be because you’re always busy with household chores."
Chen Qimeng: "That might have something to do with it."
Lin Yu: "Foot massage alone isn’t enough. How about I give you cupping therapy tomorrow night?"
Chen Qimeng: "C-Cupping? That… wouldn’t be appropriate, would it? You have your own things to do, Xiao Yu… Ah!"
Mid-sentence, Lin Yu’s freshly washed hand, cool to the touch, pressed against the back of her neck.
"See? This sweaty state means your body is expelling dampness."
"But it’s not thorough enough. Cupping would work much better."
"Our family’s pillar can’t afford to fall ill, you know."
With Lin Yu putting it that way, the usually tongue-tied Chen Qimeng had no idea how to refuse.
Cupping had to be better than foot massage, right?
At least there was no risk of embarrassing herself.
Hesitantly, she replied,
"But, Xiao Yu… we don’t even have cupping tools at home."
Sensing victory within reach, Lin Yu pressed further:
"Tools are easy—the mall sells them."
"Auntie Qimeng, after you close the shop tomorrow, let’s go shopping together, okay?"
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
Shopping?
With Lin Yu?
This was unprecedented!
With so many tenants in the house, the demand for daily necessities—both shared and personal—was high.
Chen Qimeng often went shopping, but always alone.
At her age,
with few hobbies to speak of,
strolling through stores was a great way to unwind.
But after so many solo trips, loneliness sometimes crept in.
Faced with Lin Yu’s unexpected invitation, Chen Qimeng nodded eagerly:
"Sure! It’ll be a good chance to pick out some clothes for you."
"We can also grab ingredients—I’ll cook you a proper meal at home."
Even now, her first thought was what she could do for Lin Yu during their outing.
Touched, Lin Yu tugged the blanket higher over Chen Qimeng.
"Auntie Qimeng, rest a while longer."
"Once you’ve recovered, then freshen up."
"Don’t lift a finger today—just sleep soundly, and…"
"Sweet dreams!"
With that,
Lin Yu stood and left, not lingering further.
Given the one-shot opportunity for soul cultivation,
tonight clearly wasn’t the right moment.
At the very least,
let Auntie Qimeng have pleasant dreams first.
Chen Qimeng nodded obediently, pretending to rise and see him out.
Lin Yu knew she couldn’t possibly get up yet.
He couldn’t just watch her embarrass herself.
"Stay put. I’ll close the door for you."
Gently pressing her shoulders down, Lin Yu adjusted her pillow with a satisfied glance before departing.
As the door clicked shut,
Chen Qimeng, cheeks burning, lifted the blanket and peeked underneath.
With Lin Yu around, she hadn’t dared move an inch—
terrified a wrong twitch might expose her.
"How did it come to this…"
She covered her face, utterly unable to confront her state.
It was just a foot massage, for heaven’s sake…
…
Meanwhile,
back in his room, Lin Yu’s first order of business:
[Ding!]
[Dreamwalk Technique activated!]
[Tonight, the host will appear in the acting sect leader’s dream (dream type randomized)!]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, host! Through continuous cultivation of the Dreamwalk Technique, the skill level has been upgraded…]
[Dreamwalk Technique (Beginner) → Dreamwalk Technique (Intermediate)!]
[Intermediate Dreamwalk Technique allows the host to enter the dreams of +1 additional target per night!]
Hearing the system’s notifications, Lin Yu couldn’t contain his excitement.
Oh ho?
Double the fun!
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