Did she make a sound?
Could it be that in her dream, Lin Yu… treated her like that?
Did she really lose control for a moment and make a strange sound?
In the darkness, Chi Qingshui’s face was filled with tension.
A few beads of sweat even appeared on her forehead.
How should she explain this?
She had to come up with something reasonable, something convincing!
Little Chi, that clever little rascal, wouldn’t fall for just any excuse. If she wasn’t careful, she might even create more trouble for herself.
“I…”
As Chi Qingshui was about to open her mouth to explain—
She suddenly stopped.
Wait a minute!
Little Chi, this girl…
“I wouldn’t say something like that, even in my dreams!”
“Little Chi, did you have a nightmare and decide to blame it on me?”
Chi Qingshui quickly switched to a stern tone, questioning her younger sister.
At the same time—
She turned on the small lamp hanging on the top bunk and looked down at her sister with a commanding gaze.
“Hehe, I was just teasing you, sis.”
“It’s so rare to see you wake up in the middle of the night. Are you worried about something?”
“Want me to come up and sleep with you? I’ll keep you company.”
As expected—
This little fool was really trying to bait her.
Thankfully, she hadn’t come up with some clumsy excuse earlier.
Otherwise, that would have truly made things awkward.
Chi Qingshui glanced at her sister’s eager, puppy-like expression and sighed helplessly, picking up her pillow and handing it to her.
“You’re already a grown-up, yet you still want to cling to your sister to sleep.”
“If word got out, people might think you’re still in elementary school.”
“Fine, after you graduate and find a boyfriend, you won’t have the chance to cling to me anymore.”
“Tonight, I’ll indulge you one last time.”
Little Chi grabbed the railing of the top bunk with one hand and reached for her sister’s pillow with the other, grinning as she said:
“Then I just won’t find a boyfriend. In the future, you’ll sleep in the middle, and I’ll sleep on the right.”
Chi Qingshui paused mid-motion with the pillow: “???”
Sleep in the middle? Sleep on the right?
When she realized what her sister meant—
Chi Qingshui immediately raised the pillow and delivered a direct hit to her sister’s head.
“Ugh!”
Caught off guard, Little Chi fell dramatically onto the foam puzzle mat on the floor.
“Chi Qingchi, forget about sleeping tonight.”
“Get up and open your computer right now. I know you’ve been hiding a hard drive in your cabinet.”
“Take it out and open it. I need to check what you’ve been watching lately!”
…
Meanwhile, in Lin Yu’s bedroom—
His consciousness was gradually returning.
The dream world of the two sisters had been quite fruitful, to say the least.
Choosing to enter their dreams tonight had truly been the right decision.
The only regret was that he still couldn’t control the duration of the dream world.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have stopped at merely absorbing a bit of inner energy!
Lin Yu opened his eyes to find the bedroom light already on.
Ying’er’s face appeared above him, smiling mischievously as she leaned down and studied him.
Lin Yu: “!!!”
“Ying’er! Are you trying to scare me to death by staring at me like that as I wake up?”
He quickly sat up, dodging the gaze of the cheeky little troublemaker.
Ying’er maintained her wicked grin and said:
“Scare you to death? I don’t know about that, but I bet you were having the time of your life just now, weren’t you?”
“You were even smiling so… indecently in your sleep. What kind of dream were you having?”
“Little Fufu and I are really curious. Come on, spill the beans!”
As she finished speaking—
Ying'er didn't forget to pull over Little Fufu, who had already sat down beside her.
"I, I don't want to..."
Ye Mengfu quickly blurted out, trying to exclude herself from the situation.
Mo Shangying covered her mouth: "No, you do."
Lin Yu sat up straight, half-jokingly said:
"Ying'er, you better not lead Little Fu astray."
"Do you like listening to guys talk about their dreams?"
"What if I say... one of you is the protagonist in my dreams, would you be able to handle it?"
[Ding!]
[Masterful operation, meaningful words, make the partner understand and feel excited!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
[Ding!]
[Masterful operation, bold hinting words, make the partner feel shy!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
One is excited, the other is shy.
Even without checking which partner the rewards came from.
Just from the system's description, one can intuitively analyze.
Ying'er is indeed bold!
Lin Yu picked up his phone and glanced at the time...
"Three thirty? I actually slept for so long?"
Although he experienced two dreams.
In Lin Yu's consciousness, it seemed like only a short ten minutes had passed.
Unexpectedly.
Several hours had gone by!
Is the time in the dream world consumed so quickly?
"Master, if you keep sleeping, we two will have to forcibly wake you up."
"The players are about to enter the field, today I listened to you and bet on zero to zero."
"From the first minute of the game, until the ninetieth minute, just hoping both sides will hold on tightly!"
Betting on a zero-zero game versus betting on a high-score game.
They seem like completely different experiences.
As a "fake fan," Lin Yu really couldn't understand.
Why Ying'er could still enjoy watching a game with no goals.
Before long.
The three of them were eating snacks while watching the game.
Lin Yu appeared to be focused.
In reality.
His attention was all on the system.
[Sect Contribution: 1290]
[Free Lottery Draws: 4]
The lottery draws gained today, although not as many as yesterday.
But a ten consecutive draw is still a big income.
The game officially started, and the two girls' attention was also on the match.
Lin Yu directly opened the lucky spin.
Ten pointers quickly spun on the wheel.
Soon.
The lottery information was broadcast in his mind one by one.
Similar to previous lottery situations, many familiar prizes were present.
[Forbidden Land Exploration Talisman*1]
[Ghost Hand Talisman*2]
[Daughter's Blush*1 jar]
[Condensing Qi Pill*1]
[Reverse Blood Power Pill*1]
A total of six draws, obtaining the same items as before.
Lin Yu's full attention was focused on the other four prizes.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining secret technique reward: Weather Whisper!]
[Description: Three strands of east wind pass through the hall, knowing the rain will knock at dusk. Do not say the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, just watch the patterns of wind and clouds in the palm.]
...
[Ding!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining physical reward: Dusty Road Talisman (Permanent)!]
[Description: One talisman sweeps through the worldly roads, a thousand miles of journey with carefree steps. In the past, Zhang Guolao rode a donkey, today still sings the travel song.]
...
[Ding!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining secret technique reward: Thousand Gate Speech Art!]
[Note: A tongue that weaves a thousand nations' melodious sounds, ears that embrace the exotic winds of myriad lands. Even the ancient oracle bone inscriptions remain decipherable, for such skill is inherent in the workings of creation.]
...
[Ding!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a physical reward: Red Veil Dragon-Tiger Pill *1!]
[Description: The pill's energy surges through the three burners, warming the body's core. The meridians of Ren and Du flow freely, invigorating every bone. Just as one wave subsides, another rises—enough to make even the Moon Goddess yearn for the mortal realm.]
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
