Lin Yu had indeed read plenty of novels in his past life.
But most of them were male-oriented web novels.
When it came to works by female authors, his understanding was superficial at best—he had barely skimmed the surface.
He originally thought his knowledge would be more than enough to bluff his way through tutoring a newbie.
But now…
It seemed woefully inadequate!
Instead of teaching Tang Yimian a lesson, he was the one getting schooled?
Was his shallow understanding about to be completely overturned by her innate talent for web novels?
No way!
Had all those novels been for nothing? Would his mission end in failure?
Besides, he was a "Chosen One" with a system!
This tiny apartment was a den of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Every seemingly ordinary girl here possessed bizarre and unique talents.
In the system, these extraordinary abilities had a collective name…
Skills!
And as long as it was a skill…
He could [use their techniques and powers to prove his supremacy]!
[Ghost Hand Talisman]—activate!
With a mere thought, Lin Yu unleashed the Ghost Hand Talisman on Tang Yimian…
[Ding!]
[The Nullification Art was triggered. Ghost Hand Talisman automatically dispelled.]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Seriously?!
She can nullify talismans too?!
What kind of broken skill is this?!
Who’s the real protagonist here?!
This is ridiculous!
What kind of toxic plot hole is this? Couldn’t the system at least patch this bug?!
Can’t fight her, can’t steal from her!
That leaves only one path to obtain her skill, huh?
Tang Yimian noticed Lin Yu’s shifting expression.
Thinking she must have said something wrong during their discussion, she nervously rambled,
"Teacher Lin, I don’t have much experience. I just picked up some terms from novels. If I made any mistakes, please correct me directly. I can handle criticism—no matter how harsh..."
She launched into another long-winded monologue.
Lin Yu cut her off again:
"Let me ask you—roughly how many web novels have you read?"
Tang Yimian answered immediately:
"Counting only full-length web novels, 863 in total."
Lin Yu nodded, then couldn’t help but laugh.
When you’re speechless, sometimes laughter is the only response.
Not "a few hundred," not "over 800."
No, it was a precise 863!
She probably even revisits them, takes notes on memorable lines, writes reflections…
A reading count measured in hundreds of millions of words.
If Lin Yu dug any deeper, wouldn’t he be exposed instantly?
No choice now.
Time to pull out his trump card—exploiting her one weakness: lack of confidence!
He had to leverage his "teacher" status to the fullest, deploying the classic corporate tactic of superiors dealing with overqualified newcomers.
First move:
When unsure, speak vaguely and let subordinates interpret your intentions.
"Good. With that reading foundation, you can certainly try writing web novels."
"Let’s get to the main point…"
"First, what’s the most crucial step in writing a female-oriented novel?"
(Scratch scratch scratch…)
"Naturally, it’s identifying that key step, then using your reading experience and imagination to solve it!"
(Scratch scratch scratch… Huh?)
Tang Yimian: "!!!"
As she took notes, a strange sense of déjà vu hit her.
It felt like… she wasn’t sitting beside Lin Yu, but the school principal instead!
The sheer authority left her dazed.
Yet, she couldn’t find fault—it even sounded profound.
Successful people probably talk like this, right?
Seeing her stunned, Lin Yu asked, "Do you understand? I kept it straightforward."
Tang Yimian stammered, "Y-yes… very straightforward."
Admitting confusion now would make her seem incompetent.
A web novel expert’s words clearly weren’t meant to be easily grasped.
If she could understand effortlessly, wouldn’t she be an expert too?
She needed to work harder!
Second move:
Delegate tasks you don’t understand to those who do, then take credit for their work.
"Take your novel as an example. What was your primary focus when you started?"
Tang Yimian nibbled her pen. "The core premise—I wanted to write about a woman reborn as a CEO’s wife."
Lin Yu: "Plenty of novels use that trope. What makes yours stand out?"
Tang Yimian: "My unique twists—like how the heroine’s personality clashes with her new environment… (detailed explanation)"
Lin Yu listened, leaning on the table.
He nodded, then clicked his tongue.
"About 60% correct. I’ll elaborate—write this down."
Tang Yimian’s eyes sparkled as she switched to stenographer mode.
"How to write a successful novel?"
"First, the story itself is the soul of the work."
(Scratch scratch scratch…)
"Second, conflict and tension are essential. Master tropes, foreshadowing, and hooks to elevate mundane plots."
(Scratch scratch scratch…)
"Third, if your skill allows, emphasize character depth. Distinctive personas are the best bonus."
(Scratch scratch scratch…)
"Lastly, don’t obsess over market trends. Your story is a unique treasure—have confidence!"
Tang Yimian: "!!!"
This was brilliant.
She truly lacked self-assurance.
Despite writing so much, she’d never dared to publish.
Who knew…
Today, in this very apartment, she’d meet her guiding mentor.
[Ding!]
[A masterclass performance! Such professional guidance moved even the Elder of the Transmission Hall!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu: "Was that clear enough?"
Tang Yimian: "Extremely clear! Absolutely!"
Lin Yu: "Did you learn something?"
Tang Yimian: "So much! Thank you, Teacher Lin."
Lin Yu’s inner thoughts:
Good, good.
Progress is smooth.
Thankfully, his senior’s talent carried him.
The essentials he summarized from her ramblings were indeed the keys to a hit novel!
But this wasn’t enough yet.
These were just abstract concepts—no practical application.
Now…
Time for the ultimate workplace manipulation tactic.
The final trump card, known as—
The Art of Baffling Reinterpretation!
…
(Second chapter today. More to come—stay tuned and show your support!)
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
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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
