Feeling the movement under the covers, Lin Yu sharply inhaled.
There were many ways to handle the current awkward situation.
Lin Yu could simply extract himself, find another spot, and stop shaking the camera.
He could even choose not to answer the video call.
After all, given Antique Sister’s simple-mindedness, any excuse would easily pass muster.
But he thought…
Maybe there was no need to rush. The current situation wasn’t so bad.
Let Xiao Jiu, who had been abstinent for so long, have a little excitement for once!
Beep—
The video call connected.
Lin Yu’s flawless acting skills were back in action.
He rubbed his eyes, feigning the grogginess of someone just woken from sleep.
“Buyao, what now?”
“Do you Shen family members just love disturbing people’s sleep?”
“Your young Aunt Jiu just left—what’s the fuss this time?”
On the screen, Shen Buyao, now experienced in video calls with Lin Yu, had adjusted to the perfect angle, making her delicate face even more captivating.
“It’s already over? Didn’t Big Moo say she’d stay till one?”
“Tsk, of course she couldn’t wait a second longer…”
“Hey, Lin Yu, tell me about the fortune-telling results you did for her?”
Rustle, rustle…
At the mention of her fate, the covers stirred restlessly.
After hiding inside, Shen Jiuyi had been perfectly still—until now.
Just bringing it up provoked such a strong reaction?
Though Lin Yu had mastered the same Zi Wei Dou Shu divination method,
he hadn’t inherited the obsession with its mystical logic.
At most, it was just another esoteric skill in his arsenal.
All things considered, the fortune-telling results affected Shen Jiuyi’s state far more than expected.
What’s worse…
Hiss!
Shen Jiuyi’s frantic squirming wasn’t the issue.
The real problem was how her movements zeroed in on Lin Yu’s weakest point.
She really knew where to hide!
“All I can say is, she’s destined for great wealth and fortune.”
“Your family’s matriarch didn’t want her to divine her own fate.”
“Probably worried she’d turn lazy and squander the family fortune once she knew.”
“Now that she’s past twenty, telling her isn’t a big deal.”
“The details? You wouldn’t understand—do you even know Zi Wei Dou Shu?”
Lin Yu answered calmly and logically,
unintentionally giving Shen Jiuyi the utmost respect.
Under the covers,
Shen Jiuyi’s pounding heart finally settled.
This was something she absolutely didn’t want others to know—especially Buyao!
But…
While her heart was no longer in her throat,
her face was now being lifted by something else!
Shen Jiuyi: “???”
Both of Lin Yu’s hands were outside the covers, right?
His legs were stretched out, unmoving.
So what was—?
No matter how slow she was, she finally realized what was happening.
Propping up her cheek, it even twitched occasionally?!
Shen Jiuyi: “!!!”
Was Lin Yu doing this on purpose?!
Just because her fate said she was born to be a…
No, no!
She couldn’t think like that.
Hiding under the covers was her own choice.
Wriggling into such an awkward position was also her doing.
As for guys…
Especially at his age,
inexperienced and easily swayed by emotions…
Honestly,
wasn’t Lin Yu’s current state her fault?
Indeed.
Fate never lied—it had already foretold her “shameful” life.
This was destiny.
Being “pointed” at like this shattered Shen Jiuyi’s pride into pieces.
Especially when she heard Buyao’s voice from the video:
“That’s good. As long as it’s not some tragic fate, I’m relieved.”
“If that idiot Big Moo got a bad reading, she’d be devastated.”
“I hope this stupid divination never ruins her life.”
Shen Jiuyi: “…”
The bond between her and Shen Buyao was beyond doubt.
They bickered constantly, but deep down, they knew—
they were each other’s only “family.”
The fact that Buyao would call Lin Yu late at night just to confirm the fortune-telling results
proved how much Shen Jiuyi meant to her.
And that only made Shen Jiuyi feel worse.
Was this what pain felt like?
She’d never experienced it so intensely before.
Buyao didn’t know… she could never go back to how things were…
Ding!
[Masterful move! The once-untouched purity of your life has made the Honorary Elder of the Astrology Pavilion resign herself to fate!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: “???”
There were rewards for this?!
Was Shen Jiuyi really about to spiral into corruption?!
This “pressure” wasn’t easy for Lin Yu either.
Holding his phone, he kept the conversation going:
“You two always act like fire and water, but you actually care about her.”
“If you’re so concerned, why call me instead of her?”
This question was for Shen Jiuyi’s sake.
But the moment it was asked, both already knew the answer.
“Pfft, I’d never call that moron.”
“She acts all aloof, like nothing bothers her.”
“But when something truly matters—or shames her—she’s worse than a child.”
“If she got a bad reading, she’d never tell me in a million years.”
Lin Yu reached under the covers and patted Shen Jiuyi’s head.
“See? You two really do understand each other best.”
Ding!
[Congratulations, Host! Your relationship with the Honorary Elder of the Astrology Pavilion has deepened, reaching the sixth stage: “Red Phoenix Star Stirred”!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: “!!!”
Another level?
So easily?!
In just one night, he’d brought Shen Jiuyi to the Red Phoenix Star Stirred affection level.
Who said superstitious girls were trouble?
This was amazing!
It saved him so much time.
Lin Yu’s gentle pat was meant to let Shen Jiuyi hear clearly—
the person who knew her best, and whom she knew best, was Buyao.
In Buyao’s heart, she held an irreplaceable place.
But under the covers, the gesture seemed to take on a different meaning.
Shen Jiuyi: “…”
Was her head lifted too high?
Would the camera catch it?
But if she lowered it now…
No choice!
Wearing Lin Yu’s pajamas and hiding under his covers,
there was no way she could let Buyao see this.
She shifted her face, trying to avoid the icy prodding,
edging further inward until she was sure she was out of frame.
Then, she tilted her head down, pressing it low.
Outside the covers—
Lin Yu: “!!!”
Big Dummy Jiu, what are you doing?!
…
(First update today! Second chapter and bonus updates coming soon—your support is much appreciated!)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
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.”
