"No problem, let's meet in the lobby in half an hour."
Among today's refreshed daily tasks, most revolved around physical chores within the apartment.
The nurse sister's hand had just been treated, and her leg still needed a couple more days of rest before she could move comfortably.
For now, Lin Yu had to give up on ordering around the outer disciple (the cat) and do the tasks himself.
Compared to the public daily tasks,
Lin Yu was more eager to see if he could successfully get his little girlfriend to reveal her identity!
After breakfast,
Chen Qimeng lingered instead of heading to work, busying herself in the lobby by tidying up random items—some of which didn’t even need tidying.
She was clearly making work for herself.
This behavior naturally meant she had something she wanted to discuss with Lin Yu.
If he couldn’t recognize that, he might as well have wasted his past life.
But what was it that she hadn’t brought up in the room earlier?
After completing three public daily tasks,
Lin Yu pocketed the rewards: [Sect Contribution 240] and [Spirit Stones 240].
Now that his sect status had risen to the level of Holy Son, the standards for public daily tasks had also been elevated to a higher tier.
Returning to the lobby, Lin Yu pulled up the information panel hovering over Chen Qimeng.
Sure enough,
he spotted something unusual in the task list.
[Living Allowance (New Daily Task): In the past, whenever the host ventured into the mortal world, the Acting Sect Leader would provide a discretionary living allowance. Now that the host has been honored as the Holy Son, the Acting Sect Leader wishes to offer it but worries it might shame him!]
After reading the task prompt, Lin Yu nearly laughed out loud.
So she was agonizing over how to bring up giving him pocket money?
Thinking about it, that fit Chen Qimeng’s fretful personality perfectly.
In just a few short days,
Lin Yu had undergone a dramatic transformation from who he used to be.
At this moment,
Chen Qimeng was genuinely torn.
In the past, whenever she found out Lin Yu was going out, she’d always prepare extra spending money—
always more, never less.
Worried he might hesitate to spend it, she’d repeatedly remind him that treating friends was perfectly normal.
But times had changed.
Lin Yu now had the ability to earn money—
effortlessly making sums she couldn’t match in a year or two.
Handing him pocket money now made her fear he’d take it as an insult.
She cared deeply about the pride and dignity of young people.
Yet doing nothing left her feeling unsettled.
So she pretended to busy herself, trying to come up with the right words.
"Qimeng Auntie, aren’t you heading to work yet?"
Lin Yu’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
Chen Qimeng: "Oh… I’m about to go. Just dusting the couch cushions—won’t take long."
Lin Yu stifled a chuckle.
Chen Qimeng might as well have written "I’m hiding something" across her face.
She had no talent for masking her emotions.
So,
Lin Yu walked over and took the initiative:
"Qimeng Auntie, there’s a school event today. I might run into a lot of classmates."
"Going out with them, heh… Can I request some activity funds?"
Chen Qimeng’s eyes widened in surprise: "???"
Lin Yu was actually asking…?
Within seconds,
her face lit up with a smile as she replied warmly:
"Of course! It’s fine to spend a little when you’re out with friends."
"Wait here a moment, Xiao Yu!"
With that,
she hurried to her bag to fetch some cash.
"Thanks, Qimeng Auntie!"
Lin Yu grinned cheerfully.
Though only the two of them were present, Lin Yu still addressed her as "Auntie" when asking for money—
both speaker and listener found it comfortable.
Soon,
Chen Qimeng returned with her wallet, pulling out three red bills.
Then, as if reconsidering, she added two more.
Five hundred!
Was it because she knew he already had money that two or three hundred felt too little?
Lin Yu didn’t take it all at once.
Instead, he plucked two bills and said:
"None of my classmates are rich kids. We always split costs evenly."
"Movie tickets won’t cost much either, so I won’t need this much."
"Two hundred is enough!"
Chen Qimeng hesitated, then stubbornly pushed an extra hundred into his hand:
"Carry more cash, just in case."
"Have fun, Xiao Yu."
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, host! Daily task ‘Living Allowance’ completed. Reward: Sect Contribution 50, Spirit Stones 150!]
Being the Holy Son really had its perks.
Completing a daily task from his Dao Companion even netted him this many Spirit Stones.
Lin Yu stopped refusing and pocketed the money:
"Heh, I’ll make sure to have a great time with my classmates."
"Qimeng, I’ll ask you for money when I go out."
"But when you go out, you can’t refuse if I give you money too."
Chen Qimeng’s expression froze: "!!!"
Suddenly, she felt like she’d boarded a pirate ship.
Just moments ago, he’d been calling her "Qimeng Auntie."
Now, with the money secured, it was back to "Qimeng."
Dropping the "Auntie" made it strangely hard to refuse.
……
8:20 AM—
Ten minutes earlier than the time Lin Yu and Chi Qingshui had agreed on.
They hailed a taxi together, heading for the cinema at QianDa Plaza.
"Ding!"
Just as they settled into the car,
Lin Yu’s phone chimed.
He glanced at the screen—Chen Meng Tingyu!
[Chen Meng Tingyu: Hubby, I’m already at the market. It’s packed this early.]
[Chen Meng Tingyu: (Market photo)]
Tsk.
In Pingchuan City, the left rear door of taxis was usually locked.
Following the unspoken rule, they entered from the right—Lin Yu first, Chi Qingshui after.
Lin Yu had only looked away from Chi Qingshui for a few seconds,
yet she’d managed to send such a long message, complete with a photo!
Clearly, she’d prepared the text in advance and just pasted it in.
Well, well.
Who knew the battle would begin so early?
Lin Yu typed a rapid reply.
The content didn’t matter much—
after all, Chi Qingshui couldn’t see it now.
Nor did he plan to show it to her or discuss it face-to-face.
In the silent car,
Chi Qingshui grew subtly uneasy.
Since morning, she’d been meticulously crafting her "alibi."
So why did Lin Yu seem completely unfazed?
Last night,
he’d urgently consulted her—his classmate—on how to handle the situation.
Now, faced with such a major "twist," why wasn’t he reacting?
"Da Chi, why do you look so serious?"
"Not feeling well?"
Lin Yu feigned concern.
"No…"
Chi Qingshui seized the chance to probe:
"Have you figured out what to do about that thing?"
……
(Today’s second chapter. Bonus update coming soon!)
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
