[Ding!]
[God-tier skills! Your masterful finger techniques have left the Elder of the Formation Hall utterly captivated, lowering his seniority to beg you for more!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
With those words, Mo Shangying had already lost all her momentum.
The initiative was now back in Lin Yu’s hands.
Lin Yu clasped his hands behind his back, mimicking Mo Shangying’s earlier smug expression as he taunted her:
“Ying’er, don’t say that. I much preferred your earlier unyielding arrogance. Try to get back to that, will you?”
Mo Shangying flailed her feet against Lin Yu’s legs in frustration:
“No more arrogance, I promise! Little Yu, Little Yu, just a bit longer, okay?”
Lin Yu pointed at her restless feet and teased:
“Hey now, watch it!”
“I’m the shameless pervert you’ve already seen through, remember?”
“How can you give a pervert like me an opening?”
“Mind your manners, pure maiden.”
When her footwork failed, Mo Shangying switched tactics, grabbing Lin Yu’s arm and shaking it pleadingly:
“Good Little Yu, just keep going.”
“Fine, I’m the pervert, not you! Happy now?”
“I promise you won’t lose out. When the World Cup finals come around, I’ll cover your bets!”
“Six hundred… no, no—a thousand!”
“Okay? Please?”
Hearing her promises and sweeteners, Lin Yu’s eyes gleamed. He pointed imperiously toward the bed:
“Sitting here barely taps into 10% of my skills. Go… lie down and wait for me.”
Mo Shangying bolted to the bed, obediently lying down, her heart pounding with anticipation for what Lin Yu would do next.
Lin Yu cracked his knuckles, steeling his resolve.
Today, he would unleash the full might of his [Pleasure Phoenix Taming Fingers]—this genius little hacker would be addicted in one session!
……
Forty minutes later.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Daily quest “Hidden Ailments (Massage Therapy)” completed successfully. Reward: 80 sect contribution points, 40 spirit stones!]
[Current stats:]
[Sect Contribution: 180]
[Spirit Stones: 100]
Hearing the system’s chime, Lin Yu set down the moisturizer and withdrew his techniques.
If he kept going, he wasn’t sure he could hold out any longer.
Lasting forty minutes was already a miracle.
Now that Mo Shangying had willingly walked into his trap, there was no need to rush things.
After washing up in the bathroom, Lin Yu grabbed a few tissues from the table and tossed the entire box to Mo Shangying:
“Clean yourself up. I’m heading out.”
Before leaving, he reminded her not to skip dinner.
Alone in the room, Mo Shangying lay curled up, a sheen of sweat on her forehead.
Her limbs burned with lingering warmth.
Since living alone, this was the first time she’d felt such blissful comfort!
“So good… Little Yu is seriously amazing…”
She kept muttering to herself, dazed.
……
Lin Yu descended to the third floor, exhaling in satisfaction.
His first day back in this life had been incredibly fruitful.
Looking back on his wasted youth in his past life, he’d missed far too many opportunities.
This time, he wouldn’t repeat the same naive mistakes.
Beauty, wealth, and now a “sect”—he wanted it all!
As he reached the second-floor landing—
Thud!
The sound of something hitting the ground startled him.
He paused and looked over.
A tall girl stood there, dressed in a cherry-blossom-pink-and-white hooded sweatshirt—or was it a hooded dress?
Lin Yu wasn’t sure how to describe it.
The oversized sweatshirt draped over her frame, revealing two porcelain-smooth legs that practically glowed.
At first glance, it looked like she was wearing nothing underneath—just the sweatshirt as a dress.
Only upon closer inspection could he spot the hem of white shorts peeking out.
The girl was at least 5’7”.
Even with the hood up, her chestnut-brown, tousled short hair refused to be tamed.
A playful cowlick stuck out from under the brim.
Her oversized black-framed glasses had slid down her nose as she blinked at Lin Yu, frozen.
It was the peak of summer. While the apartment was cool, it wasn’t hoodie-in-90°F-weather cool.
Did she have to bundle up like this?
Were there monsters in the apartment?
If anyone else dressed like this, Lin Yu would’ve found it bizarre.
But on this girl? It somehow fit.
Ye Mengfu!
The 22-year-old resident of Room 202.
By profession, she was allegedly a children’s book illustrator.
Given her line of work, she spent most days holed up in her room drawing.
And she was the most socially awkward girl in the entire apartment!
In the six months since moving in, she’d exchanged fewer than five sentences with Lin Yu—none exceeding three words.
From roommate gossip, Lin Yu knew she treated everyone this way.
Early on, some even wondered if she was mute.
And one thing Lin Yu couldn’t ignore—
Ye Mengfu was the only other person in the apartment, besides Aunt Qimeng, whose name included the character “Meng” (dream).
She was also the prime suspect for being “SilentDream Rain”—his online girlfriend who refused to meet in person.
Hiding behind a screen? Totally something Ye Mengfu would do!
Lin Yu glanced at the dropped sketchbook.
She must’ve been heading out to draw—what artists called “sketching en plein air.”
Even with his suspicions, Lin Yu wasn’t about to confront her outright.
He flashed a warm smile and waved politely:
“Sis Fu, going out to dra—”
Before he could finish, Ye Mengfu reacted as if she’d seen a ghost.
She snatched up the sketchbook and bolted for her room like her life depended on it.
Lin Yu: “???”
Weird.
Why run?
Guilty conscience?
Is SilentDream Rain really her?
Chase!
Ye Mengfu, panicked as a startled deer, scrambled for her door.
Click… click-click…
She fumbled with the handle two, three times before realizing—
It’s locked!
By the time she reached for her keys, it was too late.
A shadow loomed over her, blocking the sunlight from the hallway window, engulfing her completely.
She stiffened, not daring to turn around.
Thud!
In her flustered state, the sketchbook slipped from her arms again.
This time, as she bent to pick it up, a larger hand got there first.
Ye Mengfu shot upright, now rigidly facing her locked door.
Lin Yu, standing behind her: “…”
Is she for real?
Social anxiety has limits.
Is she just gonna keep her back to me forever?
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
