Lin Yu: "!!!"
Finally, it's here...
The ability to specify dream types!
Ever since acquiring the Dreamwalking Technique skill and learning that he could designate dream scenarios,
Lin Yu had been eagerly awaiting this day.
Now, at last, the skill upgrade had arrived.
If only he had known that the Reverse Blood Boost Pills could be used to max out high-tier skills in one go,
he would have stockpiled more pills to fully upgrade Dreamwalking Technique immediately.
Though the number of dream targets remained at two,
these were two brand-new dream opportunities!
Lin Yu couldn't wait to select his dream targets.
His girlfriend, whose life would take a dramatic turn tomorrow, was naturally the first priority.
[Ding!]
[Dreamwalking Technique (Duo Edition) activated!]
[Host will appear in the dream of Library Pavilion Elder (Chi Qingshui) tonight. Based on current status, please select an appropriate dream type!]
[1. The lingering passion of Zhu Xian's love story continues, extending last time's heartache!]
[2. The regretful breakup on a rainy night—her first time getting drunk!]
[3. An empty afternoon classroom for two, mutual understanding without words!]
[4. Home alone, forgetting the towel while showering!]
[5. None of the above—random dream!]
When there were no choices,
everything was in the system's hands.
Now that there were options,
it became a new dilemma.
If only he could try them all and see the effects.
After careful consideration,
Lin Yu eliminated options one and three.
One was too painful, three was too pure.
Neither was the best choice for rapidly advancing their relationship.
They were better suited for deepening affection after things were settled.
Between two and four,
Lin Yu genuinely pondered for a long time.
If there were no pressing conflicts, four would undoubtedly be the best option to heighten the ambiguous tension.
But tonight, with so much unease hanging in the air,
amplifying the regret of "loss" seemed like the optimal move.
It's decided!
Go for it!
[Ding!]
[Dream type confirmed. Please select the second dream target...]
Last night,
Lin Yu had already experimented with dreaming of the twin sisters simultaneously.
Once you've tried something new, the novelty wears off quickly.
The "Ying'er Effect" was proving its worth yet again.
Besides,
his intimacy level with the shut-in girl hadn't even reached the Soul Cultivation stage yet.
With such a precious opportunity, Lin Yu wanted to explore different flavors tonight.
Once you've tasted meat, your palate becomes harder to satisfy!
[Ding!]
[Host will appear in the dream of Heavenly Craft Pavilion Elder, Hidden Vein of the Mystic Gate (Shen Buyao) tonight. Based on current status, please select an appropriate dream type!]
[1. Trampling the Shen Family's main branch—the strongest live-in son-in-law is actually the Dragon King?!]
[2. Twilight at the park's rock garden—just what are you trying to do to your sister?!]
[3. Stargazing on the beach—the destined one has arrived!]
[4. A cloud-surfing internet café—his mesmerizing keystrokes dominate the game!]
[5. None of the above—random dream!]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
As expected of the antique-loving elder sister.
The descriptions of her dream types could only be described as bold.
A mix of novels, games, artsy vibes, and sheer randomness.
The weird part was...
Lin Yu couldn't find fault with any of them.
Each option felt perfectly reasonable—exactly what she'd imagine!
As a breakout novel author in the apartment,
who could resist becoming the Dragon King?
So,
Lin Yu unhesitatingly chose option two.
To the park's rock garden—let's see what this is all about!
With dream targets locked in,
Lin Yu turned his attention to the [System Shop].
[—Spiritual Cuisine Recipes—]
[(Ocean's Heart) Price: 1000]
[(Forest Insect Flame) Price: 1000]
[—Furnishings & Tools—]
[(Beast Tribe Mask) Price: 2000]
[(Bathhouse Spirit Flower) Price: 2000]
[—Talismans & Seals—]
[(Shennong Talisman) Price: 1000]
[(Ghost Hand Talisman) Price: 1000]
[Available Spirit Stones: 4800]
Tell me, how could he not work hard?
Slacking off meant watching all these goodies in the shop with no spirit stones to buy them!
Starting tomorrow, a new [Pills] category would be added,
demanding even greater effort from Lin Yu.
As for today's purchases, there wasn't much to deliberate.
[Ding, purchase successful...]
[Beast Tribe Mask (Room-use only, for Dao Companions)]
[Description: Beast-patterned mask conceals wild instincts, passion surges tenfold. Shed the mortal guise, revel in the crimson tent of desire.]
[...]
[Bathhouse Spirit Flower (Room-use only, for Dao Companions)]
[Description: Petals ripple in spring waters, fragrance lingers in crimson waves. Fallen blooms are not heartless—they intoxicate the feathered-robed beauty.]
After trying out the Immortal-Binding Rope and Iceflame Candles with Ying'er this afternoon,
Lin Yu had developed immense confidence in the system's items.
Buying these?
Absolutely worth it!
With plenty of days ahead, they'd surely come in handy.
After happily completing his pre-sleep preparations,
Lin Yu relaxed and quickly drifted into slumber.
......
The first dream arrived much sooner than Lin Yu expected.
Still dressed in his daytime clothes, he stood on a small street,
feeling "cold raindrops slap haphazardly against his face."
The rain tonight...
Was heavier than the day Yiping begged her father for money!
The starting point was a street where even the lamplight seemed futile.
If not for Lin Yu's superhuman physique, he'd probably have caught a cold by now.
Fortunately,
his heartbroken (ex?) girlfriend Chi Qingshui wasn't hard to find.
Amidst the blurry crowd, only one figure inside a shop stood out with crystal clarity.
Wait—
Maybe he shouldn't call her his girlfriend now.
According to the dream's setup, they'd broken up?
The details—whether it happened online or in a face-to-face confrontation—were unclear.
He'd have to uncover the answers himself!
Ignoring his rain-drenched appearance (a proud battle scar to amplify her sorrow),
Lin Yu approached Chi Qingshui's table.
The most eye-catching item was a half-finished beer bottle,
while Chi Qingshui herself sat with flushed cheeks, her cup-holding hand wobbling unsteadily.
Lin Yu: "..."
Her alcohol tolerance belonged at the kids' table.
Compared to her,
Lin Yu's internet café drinking sessions qualified as hardcore.
"Lin Yu? What are you doing here?"
"Didn't I say it's over if we meet in real life?"
"Happy now that you've exposed my disguise?"
Her drunken but articulate words helped Lin Yu piece together the scenario:
He must have uncovered her hidden identity,
leading to this tearful, booze-fueled breakup.
What a brilliantly absurd plot twist!
......
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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?!
