Lin Yu felt like his brain was about to explode.
He racked his memory hard…
Aside from yesterday’s dinner gathering, he hadn’t interacted with the antique-loving older sister these past two days, right?
What the hell happened?
How could his sect friend manage to self-romance him?!
Lin Yu quickly opened his information panel and frantically scanned through it.
No changes in his quests.
But under the "Dao Companion" section, his intimacy level with Shen Buyao had inexplicably skyrocketed to [69% (Red Luan Star Stirred)].
Was there any difference? Well, yes!
For other girls, the sixth stage was always [Red Luan Heart Stirred].
But for Shen Buyao, it was [Red Luan Star Stirred]?
The key lay in that single word—"star"!
So what the hell did this "star" mean?!
Damn system, couldn’t it at least provide a manual?
Without any prior interaction, the antique-loving older sister had spontaneously developed feelings for him that went beyond friendship.
Could it be…
Did she get turned on just by looking at his handsome photo? So excited she couldn’t control herself?
"Xiao Yu, maybe I should still help out?"
"You can tell me what dishes you want to make—I can wash, chop, or prep the ingredients."
Chen Qimeng stood at the kitchen doorway, asking hesitantly.
She was used to cooking for Lin Yu every day.
Now, suddenly doing nothing, just sitting idly while he worked alone, felt unbearably awkward.
Lin Yu snapped out of his thoughts for the moment.
Since he couldn’t figure it out anyway, he’d have to wait until he ran into Shen Buyao at the Ghost Market Street tonight to get answers.
"Qimeng, are you addicted to chores or something?"
"Today, your only job is to eat. I’ll handle everything else."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Unprecedented attentive care for your Dao Companion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Chen Qimeng leaned against the doorframe, warmth flooding her heart.
Then, as if remembering something, she cautiously added:
"Xiao Yu, when we got back earlier, we said… at home…"
Seeing her hesitate, Lin Yu picked up where she left off:
"Don’t worry, I didn’t forget."
"When our roommate is around, I’ll still call you ‘Auntie’ like before."
"But when it’s just us, I can call you anything, right?"
Chen Qimeng averted her gaze, unable to meet Lin Yu’s intensely assertive eyes:
"Mhm, any… anything’s fine."
Lin Yu happily resumed his cooking.
Tonight, it was just him and Chen Qimeng for dinner, so he didn’t need to make much.
[Phoenix Summoning Rice] and [Kirin Treading on Snow] would be enough for the two of them.
The chicken stewing in the pot was nearly done—just a few more minutes to add the side dishes before serving.
…
About twenty minutes later.
A steaming pot of braised chicken and a refreshing tomato-and-sugar salad were placed on the table.
"You worked hard, Xiao Yu!"
"It smells amazing. I never knew you were such a good cook before."
Chen Qimeng didn’t dig in immediately. Instead, she pulled out her phone and snapped a photo.
She’d also saved a picture of the noodles he made this morning.
Truth be told, Chen Qimeng wasn’t the type to photograph her food obsessively.
But when it was made by Lin Yu, she couldn’t help wanting to preserve the memory.
Just as Lin Yu set down the rice bowls, the front door swung open.
Both of them turned to look—
Antique-loving older sister, Shen Buyao!
Lin Yu was slightly stunned.
At this hour, Shen Buyao should’ve already left for the Ghost Market Street.
Why was she back so suddenly?
This had to be related to the Dao Companion bond.
Her breathing was ragged, as if she’d just sprinted back from outside.
Chen Qimeng greeted her warmly:
"Buyao, you’re back! Did you… not go to the shop today?"
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Xiao Yu just made dinner. Want to join us?"
Though Chen Qimeng would’ve preferred keeping the meal to herself, her nature wouldn’t allow her to skip the courtesy offer.
Usually, people either had already eaten or would politely decline anyway.
But—
Chen Qimeng never expected…
The moment Shen Buyao heard Lin Yu had cooked, her eyes lit up.
Despite having eaten already, she walked over slowly:
"I… actually haven’t eaten yet. This brat Lin Yu can cook properly?"
"Qimeng-jie, would I be intruding if I joined you two?"
Lin Yu: "…"
How bold of you to ask.
If you’re worried about intruding, maybe don’t bring it up?
Also—
She changed how she addressed him?
Before, she always called him "college kid."
Now it was "brat Lin Yu."
Still not exactly polite, but noticeably more familiar.
Clearly, her attitude had shifted!
Seizing the moment, Lin Yu pulled up Shen Buyao’s stats panel.
[Shen Buyao]
[Age: 27]
[Sect Status: Heavenly Artifice Pavilion Elder, Hidden Vein of the Mystic Gate]
[Intimacy with Host: 69% (Sixth Stage, Red Luan Star Stirred)]
[Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): (1/0)]
[(Additional details omitted)]
[Current Quests:]
[Fate Reversal (Urgent QuestNew): The destiny of the Lone Star of Calamity can only be broken by one with the Seal of Authority and Seal of Office. Assist the elder in overcoming her fate’s shackles!]
[Illusory Artifact Competition (Urgent Quest): The Heavenly Artifice Pavilion Elder is deeply obsessed with the field of illusory artifacts…]
[Sleep Schedule Adjustment (Daily Quest): The elder has suffered from chronic insomnia for years. Provide medicinal aids to regulate her qi and blood…]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
The new urgent quest left him speechless.
Lone Star of Calamity?!
Antique-loving older sister?!
And he was the "one with the Seal of Authority and Seal of Office"?
What era was this, still pulling the "fated lover" trope?
Was Shen Buyao really that much of an old-fashioned relic?
So—
The sudden Dao Companion bond was because Shen Buyao went to get her fortune told?!
If not for the system’s quest description, Lin Yu would’ve never guessed that the [Heavenly Artifice Pavilion Elder’s Submission] buff…
meant something like this!
Lin Yu shot Shen Buyao a look: "…"
The usually domineering and fearless Shen Buyao actually avoided his gaze.
Tch.
Where’d all that arrogance go?
Sealed away by superstitious nonsense, huh?
"Skipping dinner isn’t good for your health."
"Buyao-jie, sit down and eat with us."
Thanks to the system’s reminder, Lin Yu took the initiative to invite her.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Echoing your Dao Companion’s words is a sign of deep connection!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Caring for your Dao Companion’s health warms her heart!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh ho?
Double rewards from two Dao Companions at once!
This opened up a world of opportunities…
Shen Buyao replied:
"I’m not really that hungry…"
"Where’s the rice cooker? I’ll serve myself."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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!
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.”
