[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully completed the daily quest 'Wrist Ailment,' earning 50 sect contribution points and 50 spirit stones!]
On the way home after buying KFC,
Chi Qingshui remained immersed in a dreamlike haze of happiness.
The events from her fantasies were now unfolding in reality.
Today, she had actually been with Lin Yu…
Such a bold and forbidden experience felt utterly surreal to her.
During the taxi ride,
she nestled in Lin Yu’s arms, savoring their last moments of intimacy before arriving home.
Who knew when the next chance would come…
No!
Where there’s a will, there’s a way!
As long as she worked hard to create opportunities, today wouldn’t be the only time.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The cultivation partner who just completed physical refinement is already calculating the next rendezvous in their heart!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Hearing the system’s notification,
Lin Yu’s hand, resting on Chi Qingshui’s shoulder, began to misbehave playfully.
……
Around 6:40 p.m.,
Lin Yu and Chi Qingshui arrived home without incident.
The first-floor lobby was quieter than usual.
On the way back, Lin Yu had checked his phone.
Due to the rain, several people were stranded outside,
waiting for the downpour to ease before returning.
Even Xiao Chi hadn’t made it back yet.
Lin Yu escorted Chi Qingshui to her room, stole a quick kiss, and let her rest properly.
He then returned to his own room, sprawled comfortably on his bed, and scrolled through his phone.
His enhanced physique made everything effortless.
Despite the earlier exertion, he felt almost no mental fatigue.
After a quick snack, he was as energetic as if he’d just woken up.
Since turning down Lv Rou’s dinner invitation after the movie,
she had messaged him three times, hoping to arrange another meal—
time and place entirely up to him.
Not a word about the photos or videos was mentioned in their WeChat exchanges.
A smart girl like her wouldn’t leave more evidence in chat logs.
Lin Yu casually replied, "Maybe when I’m free," and ignored her afterward.
With so many sect sisters in the apartment to attend to,
who had time for external temptations?
Aunt Qimeng had also messaged him, saying she’d had dinner with Huang Feirong at the flower shop.
She checked in twice to confirm Lin Yu had returned home,
only relaxing fully once she knew he was back.
Shen Buyao, the antique-loving elder sister, had texted him in the afternoon,
asking bluntly if he was still alive.
She mentioned she was at the shop with "Big Mama Cow,"
who had asked her to relay a message:
No matter if the rain stopped or not, she would come to his room tonight without fail.
The matter of divination must have been weighing heavily on Shen Jiuyi’s mind.
Otherwise,
she wouldn’t be in such a hurry.
Ying’er and Maomao were preparing for the "860 Defense Battle" starting at 8 p.m.
Having taken payment, they had to deliver for the client company.
To avoid raising suspicions,
Lin Yu tried to stay on the third floor and minimize his presence downstairs during Ying’er’s intensive work session.
But even if he wandered around,
it likely wouldn’t cause issues.
Xia Yiwei, Maomao’s closest confidante, was Lin Yu’s best cover.
Before, he’d feared his identity collapsing beyond repair.
Now?
If it collapsed, so be it.
He could always prove himself with his abilities.
After feeding the little rabbit, Lin Yu thought of Little Fufu again.
He wondered what she was doing holed up in her room and if she’d eaten.
Tomorrow was their scheduled date,
and after two days of "fine dining,"
he was eagerly looking forward to it.
"Ding!"
Just as he was about to message Little Fufu to check in, a WeChat notification chimed first.
「Tang Yimian: Junior Lin Yu, I saw your message in the group. Heard you’re back—have you eaten yet?」
Teacher Tang?
No, Senior!
Her reaching out was surely about the "domineering CEO novel."
He’d promised to guide her literary endeavors but hadn’t followed up yet.
After all, a promise was a promise.
Plus, there was a system reward tied to the task.
「Lin Yu: Already ate. Just lying in bed relaxing. Senior, want to come over and discuss the novel?」
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Proactively proposing a literary exchange has delighted the Elder of the Transmission Hall!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu’s initiative was met with a swift reply.
「Tang Yimian: Is now okay? You just got back—aren’t you tired? We can always talk another time if you’d prefer. I’m not in a rush.」
Every girl in the apartment was the same:
their tough fronts crumbled instantly around Lin Yu.
The system always exposed their true feelings.
「Lin Yu: Not tired at all. Went to see a movie today, and now I’m bursting with ideas!」
「Tang Yimian: Perfect! Junior, no need to be polite—feel free to critique me harshly! I made some nougat; I’ll bring some over. If it’s convenient, could you leave the door open?」
Even in texts,
Tang Yimian was as long-winded as in person.
But Lin Yu was genuinely looking forward to their "literary exchange."
Tropes, jokes, spice…
Playing with these themes in front of the author herself would be even more fun.
He wondered what Senior thought of her own "cold shower" novel.
Though Lin Yu had never written fiction himself,
he’d read plenty in his past life!
The early-era web novel style she was emulating paled in comparison to the fresh ideas in his head.
The current literary landscape’s openness was a bonus.
Besides,
guiding Senior Tang didn’t require real expertise.
She was a total novice—
a talented one, but untapped.
A few basic "cool plot" tricks would blow her mind.
Lin Yu got up, left the door ajar, and dug out the handwritten draft of "That Unrestrained Rainy Night…" for reference.
Skimming through it again,
he marveled at the vivid imagery her words conjured.
Strangely,
the setting and weather in Chapter 1…
were almost identical to today’s.
What a coincidence!
Knock knock knock!
"..."
"Junior Lin Yu, are you in?"
A gentle voice floated in from the doorway.
"I’m here. Door’s unlocked—come on in."
Lin Yu set the manuscript aside and politely went to greet Tang Yimian in the small sitting area.
As he approached,
a wave of warm air wafted in, carrying the scent of Pantene.
Lin Yu stared in shock at the doorway and exclaimed:
"Senior… your head’s steaming?"
……
(Bonus chapter #2. More to come tomorrow—your support is greatly appreciated!)
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.”
