Within just a few minutes,
the homebody girl sent a message, notifying Lin Yu that he could come over now.
Arriving at the twins' bedroom door,
Lin Yu crushed the [Forbidden Zone Exploration Talisman] without hesitation.
Golden light scattered in wisps, and the atmosphere inside the bedroom transformed dramatically…
It was less of a boudoir and more like an actual "hidden grotto"!
Layers of crimson vines coiled around, forming an arched entrance.
Inside the grotto, the most striking feature was the dazzling stalactites hanging from above.
The tips of the stalagmites were embedded with luminous pearls, resembling stars dotting the night sky.
By the bedside stood a folding screen adorned with crystal bells on either side, its surface etched with intricate runes.
On a small table beside the screen sat a potted spiritual plant resembling the legendary Manjusaka flower.
Further back, the stone bed was draped with quilts woven from white fox fur, layered luxuriously.
The upper bunk where Chi Qingchi slept was enveloped by water-green bed curtains, as if sealed away from the world.
The entire grotto exuded an alluring yet dangerous aesthetic.
When Lin Yu caught sight of Chi Qingchi’s current attire, he was utterly spellbound.
In that instant, he understood—
the [Union Bell (Bedroom Prop)] in the system was tailor-made for her!
A sheer lavender outer robe draped over a form-fitting white bodice embroidered with cloud patterns.
A lighter purple velvet sash cinched her slender, delicate waist.
Her ankles peeked out from beneath the flowing skirt, adorned with golden runes—playful yet tantalizing.
Every movement carried an ethereal grace, a stark contrast to his first impression of Chen Qimeng.
Only now did Lin Yu truly grasp…
why her sister had insisted that purple had a certain charm!
Noticing Lin Yu’s expression, Chi Qingchi crossed her arms and pouted,
"Xiao Lin, why do you have that same old pervy look again?"
"Don’t tell me you’re imagining something weird in that head of yours?"
Back when she’d first called him a "perv,"
Lin Yu hadn’t felt much about it.
But now,
with Chi Qingchi dressed like this and saying that,
it sent an undeniable itch straight to his heart.
"A ‘perv’ is just someone bold enough to embrace their true self,"
Lin Yu stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
Chi Qingchi: "???"
Every other time she’d called him that, hadn’t he reacted with mock outrage?
Today, he shamelessly owned it!
She immediately crossed her arms defensively and declared,
"Xiao Lin, don’t tell me just because my sister’s not home, and I asked you to fix my computer, you’re thinking of some weird scenario?"
"We’re pure friends—no naughty business allowed!"
Pure for now.
Whether that purity would last much longer was another question.
Scanning the grotto’s glittering corners,
Lin Yu had learned from his last "test" in Chen Qimeng’s room—
the brighter the golden glow, the bigger the hidden secret!
No way a girl’s room could be completely secret-free.
"Still so guarded? We’re way past that. No need to distrust a gentleman, right?"
"Plug in the computer and boot it up first. Let’s see what’s wrong."
Suppressing his impulses, Lin Yu switched back to his usual demeanor.
Fixing a computer inside a mystical grotto felt oddly surreal.
At least finish the job and secure the emergency mission rewards first.
Then he could push his luck!
Chi Qingchi obediently followed his instructions.
Moments later,
the computer screen flashed blue on startup, lines of code flooding the display.
Before, Lin Yu would’ve been just as clueless as Chi Qingchi—
staring blankly, rebooting, or calling for help.
Now, he read the code as effortlessly as plain text.
"It’s infected with malware. Did your sister download something sketchy?"
Lin Yu eyed Chi Qingchi skeptically.
Her gaze darted around as she shook her head guiltily.
"Probably not… what would she even download?"
Lin Yu instantly caught on.
Yeah, right.
Her sister might not, but she definitely did.
Probably saved something questionable from one of those "persistent pop-up" sites.
A full system reset was the slowest, dumbest fix.
Lin Yu wasn’t about to do that.
He wanted to see what exactly had smuggled the malware in.
"If we reinstall the OS, everything on your sister’s computer will be wiped."
Chi Qingchi panicked. "W-what do we do then? Some stuff can’t be deleted!"
"There’s tons of study materials she worked so hard to organize!"
Lin Yu gave her a pointed look: "???"
She flushed. "Actual study materials, I swear!"
He was just teasing her.
He trusted his girlfriend’s usual habits well enough.
"Then I’ll try tracking the malware’s source and removing it."
Chi Qingchi grabbed his arm like a lifeline.
"Xiao Lin, you’re amazing! Can you really find it?"
"Even when it won’t boot normally?"
Lin Yu flicked her forehead.
"You can’t fix it. Doesn’t mean I can’t."
Soon,
Lin Yu restarted the computer, fingers flying across the keyboard.
Under Chi Qingchi’s awestruck gaze, he typed rapidly into a black command window.
For someone with his skills now, nuking a basic home PC virus took under two minutes.
To make it seem more involved, he deliberately dragged it out.
Lin Yu: "Found it!"
Chi Qingchi leaned in. "Just one file?"
Lin Yu nodded.
"Common malware tactic—disguising itself as an image."
"Basically, this ‘picture’ snuck in and caused the infinite blue screen."
"Let’s see what it really is."
Before Chi Qingchi could react, Lin Yu opened the file.
The next moment—
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Chi Qingchi: "!!!"
On-screen, a pair of purple-haired twins flanked a half-naked man, their attire… indescribable.
Lin Yu’s first thought:
Damn, these two are pale as hell!
He slowly looked up at Chi Qingchi, jaw slack.
Her face burned crimson as she jabbed a finger at the screen.
"How could my sister watch something like this?!"

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!

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!

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?!

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.”