The moment Lin Yu made physical contact with Chen Qimeng, a transparent information box suddenly appeared before his eyes...
[Chen Qimeng]
[Age: 35]
[Sect Identity: Acting Sect Leader of the Joyous Sect]
[Intimacy Level with Host: 50% (Fifth Realm, Close and Unrestrained)]
[Number of Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): 0/0]
[Attribute Skills: (Host’s status is too low to view for now)]
[Additional Information: (Host’s status is too low to view for now)]
[Current Missions:]
[Protect the Sect (Urgent Mission): The Joyous Sect is not just a place for cultivation but also the last sanctuary in the mortal world. If the headquarters falls, all cherished memories will vanish like smoke. Address the financial crisis promptly to preserve the sect’s foundation.]
[Tend to the Sect’s Spiritual Plants (Daily Mission): Spiritual plants are essential for a powerful sect. Remember to water the twelve potted spiritual plants on the balcony.]
What the hell? This bizarre misplaced system—is it for real?
The Acting Sect Leader of the Joyous Sect just popped up!
The flood of information made it feel like he was playing some kind of adult-rated game.
And it even had the nerve to look down on new players.
"Status too low"? He couldn’t even see the full details.
Among Chen Qimeng’s information, Lin Yu’s attention was immediately drawn to the [Number of Dao Companions] section.
"Soul Cultivation" and "Body Cultivation," in Lin Yu’s understanding, likely referred to "spiritual love" and "physical love," respectively.
Chen Qimeng had been married before—she was a divorced woman.
Yet the count showed zero?
Or maybe past experiences didn’t count, and the system only started tracking from the moment it activated?
With a slight thought, Lin Yu pulled up his own information.
A complete status panel instantly imprinted itself in his mind.
Under his [Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation)] category, the number "1" was clearly displayed.
Lin Yu suddenly remembered.
During his third year of university, he had an online relationship.
So, the "Dao Companion" in soul cultivation must refer to that online lover, right?
Probably. Maybe. Hopefully.
"It must have been from that little taste earlier—some accidentally got on your face."
"Xiao Yu, is it still there?"
"Xiao Yu?"
Chen Qimeng’s voice snapped Lin Yu back to reality.
"Oh..."
"There’s still a bit. Auntie Qimeng, stay still—let me help."
Lin Yu grabbed a wet wipe from the dining table and gently dabbed at Chen Qimeng’s cheek.
In his past life, this woman—only 1.6 meters tall—had tirelessly supported Lin Yu for years.
She received nothing in return before ending her own young life.
Now that fate had given him another chance, he at least wanted Chen Qimeng to feel that her years of unconditional devotion were worth it.
And that "business partner" who deceived her... He would make sure they paid the price!
"Xiao Yu, are you... okay today?"
"If something’s bothering you, you can tell Auntie."
"Forget about the part-time job. Just enjoy your summer vacation at home—go out and have fun with your friends."
"Don’t worry about money. Look at this big house I live in, and the flower shop is doing well. I’m not short on cash at all!"
Chen Qimeng could clearly sense that Xiao Yu seemed different today.
Normally, whenever she urged him to eat breakfast or do something,
he’d respond with impatient remarks like:
"Don’t wanna eat, no appetite," "Stop nagging me," or "Only old people eat breakfast."
Sometimes, when he was in a bad mood, he’d even snap:
"You’re not my mom—why do you care?"
But today, Xiao Yu seemed... gentle?
It left Chen Qimeng utterly bewildered.
Could it be that boys mature late, and he’s finally grown up?
"What’s there to worry about? You’re overthinking it," Lin Yu replied.
Chen Qimeng murmured to herself, completely unaware of Lin Yu’s thoughts.
"Don’t worry, Auntie isn’t short on money"?
In his past life, foolish him had believed that nonsense and hadn’t lifted a finger to help.
If only he’d been more attentive back then—if he hadn’t been so stubbornly lost in grief over his parents’ deaths—
maybe he would’ve noticed something was wrong.
Adolescence was a critical phase in life.
Losing his parents during that time, then being sent away to live under someone else’s roof...
A young, immature boy was bound to say the wrong things, misunderstand intentions, and make mistakes.
It wasn’t until years later, after entering society,
that Lin Yu truly understood:
The fact that she wasn’t his birth mother yet still cared for him unconditionally, spending money to raise him—
that kindness was beyond repayment!
No matter what, he couldn’t let Chen Qimeng walk the same tragic path again.
"Is there really that much on my face?"
"Xiao Yu, is it still not clean?"
"Maybe I should just go wash it."
Just as Chen Qimeng was about to turn toward the sink,
Lin Yu pressed a firm hand on her shoulder, stopping her.
"Stay still. Almost done."
Chen Qimeng felt the strength in his grip, and an indescribable emotion welled up inside her.
So this is how much a boy changes after adolescence...
[Ding!]
[Daily interactions with the Acting Sect Leader bring you closer—a shortcut for Joyous Sect disciples seeking the Great Dao!]
[Reward: 10 Spirit Stones]
Hearing the system’s chime, Lin Yu’s heart raced with excitement.
So just touching the "Acting Sect Leader" could earn him rewards this easily?
If he kept at it for an hour, wouldn’t he max out his Spirit Stones?
Lin Yu: "Alright, all clean. Let’s eat."
Chen Qimeng: "Thank you, Xiao Yu."
Lin Yu: "Since when do we say ‘thank you’ between us?"
Chen Qimeng smiled gently. "You sit first. I’ll serve you some congee, then water the flowers on the balcony before eating."
Hearing this, Lin Yu immediately placed both hands on her shoulders and guided her toward the dining table.
"Auntie Qimeng, sit and eat with me. I’ll take care of the flowers later."
Chen Qimeng hesitated as she was pressed into the chair.
"You’ll do it? Watering them is a hassle. Let’s eat first, but I should handle chores like that..."
Before she could finish, the wooden ladle was already in Lin Yu’s hands.
As he scooped congee into bowls, he said,
"If it’s troublesome, just teach me how."
"Can’t just eat and not work—what’s the point of being this tall otherwise?"
Chen Qimeng sat frozen for a moment before a relieved smile finally appeared on her face.
[Ding!]
[Taking initiative is commendable! Contributing to the sect’s development helps outer-circle probationary disciples rise through the ranks faster!]
[Reward: 10 Spirit Stones]
So even something as simple as volunteering to water the flowers counted as a plus in Auntie Qimeng’s eyes?
Just how much of a jerk had he been in the past?
While eating, Lin Yu began studying the newly activated system.
No matter how he mentally called out or questioned it, the system never responded.
The basic functions were straightforward—mental commands worked seamlessly.
But for anything not explicitly explained, he’d have to figure it out through trial and error.
The system’s current missions fell into two categories:
Urgent Missions and Daily Missions.
There might be others, but he had no way of knowing yet.
At the moment, there were three pending tasks:
The [Protect the Sect] and [Tend to the Sect’s Spiritual Plants] missions tied to Auntie Qimeng also appeared in his system interface.
Aside from those, there was one more.
【Getting Acquainted with Fellow Disciples (Daily Quest): As a newcomer to the sect, it’s essential to stay humble and foster goodwill. Be friendly with your fellow disciples. Promptly engage in conversations with at least three sect members and review their complete profiles.】
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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?!
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!
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