The three roommates listened to Shi Yanhai's clumsy attempt at fishing for information.
One by one, they couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
Trying to show off in front of girls, keeping benefits to himself and lying to his bros—
Did he really think a half-hearted apology would smooth things over?
Sure, friendships between guys aren’t built on petty drama.
But that doesn’t mean anyone’s a fool, completely oblivious to the little schemes being played.
Gou Feng: "Why don’t you believe me? I can smell it!"
Gao Yumin: "Lin Yu’s way too slick, way out of your league. And the people around him… pretty intimidating. Hai, you should just let it go."
Zhao Bin: "I actually think if the club president route’s a dead end, you could try working on Lin Yu instead!"
Gou Feng: "Smart! Since we all live together anyway, who cares who you ask for info?"
Gao Yumin: "That… kinda makes sense."
But these three weren’t giving advice out of kindness.
They were just scheming to make sure Shi Yanhai took the full brunt of the fallout.
You quietly wrecked your bros’ paradise?
Don’t expect them not to clip your wings in return.
Yet—
The moment those words left their mouths,
Shi Yanhai’s face twisted in pain. He sighed and said,
"Thanks, bros. I know you’ve got my back."
"As for Lin Yu… I already messaged him too."
The three spoke in unison: "And?"
Shi Yanhai didn’t even bother explaining. He just pulled out his phone and shared the brief, disjointed chat log with Lin Yu.
「(15:02) Shi Yanhai: Yu, you busy right now?」
「(16:07) Lin Yu: Sorry, Class Prez. Got tied up earlier and missed your message.」
「(16:07) Shi Yanhai: No worries. Got something to talk to you about. Free now?」
「(18:12) Lin Yu: Sorry again, swamped today. Just got pulled into something else.」
「(18:12) Shi Yanhai: Haha, no problem. How about now?」
That was it.
By now, almost 8 PM, Lin Yu still hadn’t replied.
Forget trying to pry info out of him—
Getting a single response was like pulling teeth!
...
8:30 PM.
Half an hour until the Ghost Market opened.
[Ding!]
[Masterful Move! Your Dao Companion remains chaste for you, cutting off all outside ties—a true act of devotion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu walked side by side with Shen Buyao, heading toward the Treasureless Pavilion.
Hearing the system’s notification, he wasn’t the least bit surprised.
Seems like our poor class president got the cold shoulder from his little crush too.
Might as well throw him a bone.
Lin Yu pulled out his phone…
「Lin Yu: Really sorry, Prez. Got tied up again. Had a mountain of laundry today.」
After sending it,
He thoughtfully tapped on Shi Yanhai’s profile and set it to "Do Not Disturb."
When he’d see the next message? That was up to fate.
Back in her element, Shen Buyao had reverted to her "little hellion" persona.
The walk gave Lin Yu another earful of her unfiltered charm.
"Hey, Boss Yao! Brought a friend today?"
Shen Buyao: "None of your damn business. You’ve got leeks stuck in your teeth and you’re still grinning like an idiot!"
"Boss Yao, may fortune smile on you!"
Shen Buyao: "Screw your grandpa twice over! Just seeing you kills my luck. Get lost!"
"Boss Yao, about the other day—"
Shen Buyao: "Shut your trap! Try selling me junk again and I’ll flip your stall!"
Lin Yu: "..."
People, huh.
They really do come alive on their home turf.
When Shen Buyao got going, even stray dogs passing by caught an earful.
Wondered if the system could cough up a couple bottles of mute potion…
Arriving at the Treasureless Pavilion,
Lin Yu was surprised to see lights on inside.
And the faint sound of footsteps—someone was in there!
Huang Feirong? Or Shen Jiuyi?
Either would make sense.
Tonight was the deal night, after all.
Soon,
His question was answered.
"Big Cow! Come greet the guest. I brought him."
Shen Buyao shouted as soon as she stepped in.
Then,
A petite figure emerged from the inner hall—Shen Jiuyi, Shen Buyao’s aunt.
"Lin Yu, hello."
Shen Jiuyi greeted him with detached politeness.
But her gaze lingered on Shen Buyao.
Sensing the scrutiny, Shen Buyao’s eyes darted away.
Lin Yu didn’t miss the subtle tension between them.
Something’s off.
Last time they were together,
Shen Buyao was the one radiating dominance. Why so skittish today?
Then,
Shen Jiuyi turned to Lin Yu and asked, in a deceptively calm voice:
"Did Yao Yao chase after you?"
Shen Buyao: "!!!"
Lin Yu: "???"
Chase?
Not the "you run, I chase" kind, right?
As in… romantically?
What kind of bombshell question is this, dropped so casually?!
But—
Shen Jiuyi’s question gave Lin Yu another clue…
Shen Buyao’s interest in him stemmed from a "fortune teller’s" guidance.
Given her pride,
If she’d gotten such a reading, she’d never share it with Shen Jiuyi…
Unless Shen Jiuyi—
Was the mystical "fortune teller" herself!
With Shen Buyao’s evasive look and her unwavering pursuit of Lin Yu,
It all clicked!
"Big Cow! Did you eat something rotten?!"
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"
"Since when have I—since when have I ever chased a man?!"
Shen Buyao planted her hands on her hips, loudly backpedaling.
Lin Yu tuned her out, trying to pull up Shen Jiuyi’s info panel.
Like last time, most of it was garbled code.
But amidst the chaos, one line stood out clear as day—
[Skill: Purple Star Divination (remaining data unavailable)]
The fortune teller really was Shen Jiuyi!
Her own aunt, pushing her niece toward Lin Yu?
Purple Star Divination!
That esoteric-sounding astrological method—
Back in his playboy days, Lin Yu had dabbled in some of its basics.
Never thought he’d meet an actual divination expert!
If everything else was scrambled except this one skill…
Maybe…
Thinking fast,
Lin Yu summoned the [Ghost Hand Talisman]!
Then—
He took a deep breath and activated the draw.
[Ding!]
[Ghost Hand Talisman activated…]
[Target: %￥@#@!]
[Congratulations! Acquired skill: Purple Star Divination!]
[Purple Star Divination: The stars chart fate in nine palaces; mortal lives bow to destiny’s call. Sun and moon pivot the cosmic board, yet fortune shifts where wills stand tall.]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Success!
First try!
Now he, too, was a master of Purple Star Divination!
"Lin Yu, are you spacing out?"
Shen Jiuyi’s voice snapped him back to reality.
...
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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?!
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