So you're the real recording, the new elder in the apartment

Shen Buyao: "!!!"

Talking in her sleep?

Did she... did she usually have the habit of sleep-talking?

She had no idea about this.

Living alone most of the time, who would even tell her if she talked in her sleep?

She never should’ve let that damn cow stay over tonight!

If she’d just sent her home alone, this awkward situation wouldn’t have happened.

"You—you think everyone’s as filthy-minded as you?"

"I dreamed Lin Yu was about to jump off a building, and I was freaking out!"

"I spent forever trying to talk him out of it..."

Shen Buyao racked her brain and came up with what she thought was a plausible explanation.

However.

Shen Jiuyi sat there stark naked, nodding along as she said:

"Got it. So it was sleep persuasion."

"No wonder you were squirming like a... bitch in heat."

With that.

Shen Jiuyi picked up her phone and started admiring the footage she’d just recorded.

"Lin Yu, don’t—"

The familiar voice made Shen Buyao’s hair stand on end.

In one swift motion, she pinned Shen Jiuyi down and snatched the phone from her hands.

All night, she’d been stressed because that damn Lin Yu kept yelling about recording in her dream.

And now, in real life, she had an actual camerawoman right beside her!

This bitch had the audacity to record her while she was asleep!

"You damn cow, you’re such an animal! Even I’m not safe from your pervy filming?"

"Who’s the one acting like a horny mutt here?"

"You—you—what kind of twisted habit is this?!"

"Sleeping completely naked everywhere—who the hell taught you that? Some random guy?"

Shen Buyao ranted while frantically deleting the video from the phone.

Shen Jiuyi remained completely unfazed, just watching calmly.

Once Shen Buyao finished, she finally relaxed and tossed the phone back.

Freed from restraint, Shen Jiuyi smoothed her messy short hair, her expression as composed as ever.

She raised her index finger:

"First, my sleeping habits were formed in childhood. You should’ve known that already."

Then her middle finger:

"Second, the last word of that idiom is hang, not die. Are you illiterate?"

Next, she lifted the summer blanket:

"Third, I’m not completely naked."

Finally, she locked her phone screen:

"Fourth, deleting it is pointless. Photos and videos auto-sync to my tablet and laptop."

Shen Jiuyi coolly dissected every detail.

Shen Buyao’s temple throbbed with frustration.

Even though she was years older than this damn cow,

she was always the one being played like a fiddle.

And today...

Decades of pristine reputation—ruined in one night!

"I swear I’m gonna kill you. Let’s just end it all together, you damn cow!"

With that,

Shen Buyao prepared to pounce again.

But Shen Jiuyi lazily raised a hand and said:

"You having this dream isn’t surprising, really."

Shen Buyao froze mid-air: "..."

The damn cow got her.

Understood her down to every last cell.

Whatever she said next would surely be calculated to make her obedient.

Knowing she was being manipulated, Shen Buyao still huffed and sat back down:

"You’d better have a damn good analysis."

"And... I didn’t have the kind of dream you’re thinking!"

"It was just... something minor. Hard to describe."

Shen Jiuyi ignored her protests and launched into another lecture:

"Dream interpretation is a branch of divination."

"First, the undeniable fact is—you’re ready to give yourself to him anytime, and wildly so."

"Second—"

Before she could finish, Shen Buyao, burning with shame, yanked the blanket over Shen Jiuyi’s head.

"You dare talk to me like this in my own home?"

"Second, I’m gonna teach you a lesson right now!"

...

The apartment’s lovely nights usually ended at 7 a.m.

And without fail,

they concluded with a familiar chime:

[Ding!]

[Today is another hopeful day!]

[Host, continue exploring the Path of Joyful Union. Strive to become the pillar of our sect!]

Lin Yu stretched and began his day with eager anticipation.

While brushing his teeth, he checked today’s system panel:

[Host: Lin Yu]

[Age: 20]

[Sect Status: Holy Son]

[Dao Companions (Soul/Body Cultivation): 4/1]

[Sect Techniques: (Too lengthy, click for full details)]

[Sect Secrets/Treasures: (Too lengthy, click for full details)]

[Sect Contribution: 10]

[Spirit Stones: 800]

[Current Missions:]

[Illusory Artifact Competition (Urgent): The Artifice Pavilion elder...]

[Array Dao Rivalry (Urgent): As fellow geniuses of array dao, a showdown is inevitable...]

[Heirloom (Urgent): The acting sect leader possesses a family heirloom...]

[Literary Lecture (Urgent): The Teaching Hall elder has long admired the chief disciple’s literary fame...]

[Lost Spirit Key (UrgentNew): The acting sect leader is desperately searching for the key to his cave abode, troubled all morning!]

[Elder’s Gratitude (UrgentNew): The Beast Garden elder cooked spirit cuisine at dawn to thank the Holy Son for yesterday’s help, awaiting his review!]

[Fated Tribulation (Timed): Host has mastered the art of reading fate and celestial signs...]

[Prove Identity (Dual Oath, Trial Mission): At the right moment, reveal the hidden identity of your soul-cultivation dao companion...]

[Perfect Date (Dual Oath, Trial MissionNew): Due to the Joyful Union Sect’s talisman master’s unique physique...]

[(Daily missions omitted)]

[Urgent Slippers (Daily): The Astrology Pavilion’s honorary elder has temporarily returned, yet his cave has no spare slippers—how absurd!]

[Host’s Physical Status:]

[(Omitted)]

[Astrology Pavilion Honorary Elder’s Request (Heart Like Still Water +100%)]

As Lin Yu scanned the panel, his toothbrushing paused abruptly.

Becoming the sect’s Holy Son was already a pleasant surprise,

but now—

a new elder had appeared in the system:

The Astrology Pavilion’s honorary elder!

Anyone could guess who that referred to.

Shen Jiuyi!

She was here? In the apartment?

Sleeping in Antique Sis’s room?

Before, her info panel had been garbled, completely unreadable.

Turns out, she had to be within the sect for the system to recognize her as an ally.

And the daily mission about her meant...

No spare slippers?

...

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