Recently, during this period,
Lin Yu had tried all sorts of playful kisses.
But none of them
could stimulate his nerves as intensely as Xiao Fufu taking the initiative to press her lips against his.
Maintaining his composure for this long had already pushed Lin Yu's endurance to its limit.
Xiao Fufu's kiss
was like tearing off a sealing talisman.
The violet beast within Lin Yu's heart was completely unleashed!
He abruptly flipped over, firmly pinning Xiao Fufu's hands above her head.
Kisses ten, a hundred times more fervent than before landed on her neck, lips, cheeks, ears…
This sudden dominance—
No.
Rather, it was the dominance he had anticipated, finally arriving.
Ye Mengfu's heart still fluttered with the same nervousness as before.
Yet, through Lin Yu's repeated expressions of affection,
she had gradually mustered a sliver of courage to face this unease—to face these emotions.
Clumsy as she was, she didn’t know how to respond to Lin Yu.
So she chose her own way to let him feel her sincerity.
Her method was to yield to his guidance, resisting none of his… actions.
……
On the TV, the long introductory scenes of the drama came to an end.
The ending theme of The Storm Riders began playing alongside its classic montage.
A pure, moving face, graceful and fair curves—
To mask the sounds in the room,
the familiar BGM was deliberately turned up, blaring loudly:
"Don’t tell me forever, forever, forever~
Forever is too costly a vow~
I can’t hold it, can’t see it~
In the end, it vanishes with the waves~
Don’t tell me forever, forever, forever~
Forever isn’t the tomorrow I seek~
That you loved me is enough~
Even if love eventually runs aground~
Just let me stay in your heart~
..."
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have completed the "Twin Vows Trial" mission and successfully bound a cultivation partner!]
[Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 300 Spirit Stones]
[Partner’s Sect Identity: Joyous Sect Talisman Master!]
[Reminder: As the number of partners increases, new reward categories have been added to the prize pool.]
[...]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have completed your first dual cultivation with the Joyous Sect Talisman Master!]
[Cultivation Partner: Ye Mengfu (Joyous Sect Talisman Master)!]
[Bound by fate, perfectly matched—the Joyous Nine Cauldrons Technique has advanced to the third layer!]
[Rewards: 500 Sect Contribution Points, 2000 Spirit Stones, 1 free system shop draw.]
[Bonus Attribute Skills: Body Perception, Aesthetic Sense, Spirit Sound Purification.]
On the other side of the TV,
the nightgown and the last line of defense lay crumpled at the foot of the bed, temporarily abandoned by their owner.
The little white socks, however, remained fiercely loyal, stubbornly clinging to their mistress.
Lin Yu gently wiped away the tear streaks from Xiao Fufu’s eyes.
Having crossed the line, he didn’t continue with rough impulsiveness.
He could sense it—
from the moment he launched his "attack" to completing the Twin Vows trial—
none of it would have gone so smoothly without Xiao Fufu’s willing cooperation.
Fear and unease had lingered around her the entire time.
Yet she raised her hands when told, lifted her legs when asked.
Even the request to remove everything except the little white socks—
Xiao Fufu didn’t protest at all, obediently following Lin Yu’s lead.
With Fufu being like this,
how could Lin Yu disregard her feelings entirely?
"Does it hurt?"
Ye Mengfu’s eyes were red, but she shook her head vigorously.
She didn’t want to ruin the mood for Lin Yu by seeming fragile at a time like this.
The tears were just… hard to hold back.
But.
From this moment on, they were truly a couple, right?
Having a real-life boyfriend who understood her so well—and was so outstanding—
the sense of fulfillment and security in Ye Mengfu’s heart far outweighed the slight physical discomfort.
"Trust me, the pain won’t last long."
Lin Yu cupped her face, gazing at her tenderly.
Ye Mengfu rested her hands on Lin Yu’s shoulders and softly replied, "Mhm."
Right now,
even if Lin Yu claimed the bedsheets were red, Ye Mengfu would believe him.
When a girl is this emotionally overwhelmed, she loses all rational judgment.
She would place absolute trust and reliance on the boy before her.
Lin Yu’s emotions soared to their peak, fueled by Xiao Fufu’s gentle compliance.
Their first encounter had stemmed from a misunderstanding in her room.
Yet that very incident became the root of today’s intimacy.
At this moment,
the delicate curves hidden beneath that oversized hoodie finally belonged entirely to him.
At first—
Ice-like skin flushed with warmth, wrists bound like a captive phoenix.
Midway—
The embroidered bed became a rippling celestial pool, jade mountains toppling in the waves.
At its peak—
Silken hair coiled around fingers, swaying without wind.
The rhythm of the night rose and fell in tandem.
In the end—
Before the sweat at her temples could dry, the beauty had melted into boneless exhaustion.
……
Half an hour later.
Lin Yu: "Feeling okay? Need a break?"
Ye Mengfu: "I… I’m fine."
Lin Yu: "Then… continue?"
Ye Mengfu: "Mhm."
……
Another half hour later.
Ye Mengfu: "C-Can I… go shower first?"
Lin Yu: "Do you still have the strength?"
Ye Mengfu: "..."
Lin Yu: "Let me carry you?"
Ye Mengfu: "Huh?"
Before Xiao Fufu could refuse, Lin Yu had already scooped her up.
……
An hour later.
Lin Yu carried Ye Mengfu out of the bathroom on his back.
Clutching his shoulders, Ye Mengfu could hardly believe what had just happened.
They had gone to shower—but the water seemed to only summon more sweat, over and over.
And they’d actually… in front of the mirror…
For the first hour in the room, she hadn’t dared to glance at Lin Yu’s physique.
But in the bathroom, in her dazed state, she’d stolen a few glimpses in the reflection.
Who knew—
Lin Yu’s proportions were that sculpted!
As an art student, she knew exactly what defined perfect muscle definition.
"Xiao Fufu… back in the bathroom, were you secretly checking me out in the mirror?"
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
The sudden question made her tighten her arms around him.
Mustering her courage, she murmured:
"It… doesn’t count as secretly… right?"
Lin Yu halted mid-step: "???"
Was Xiao Fufu actually admitting it?
And even tossing back a playful retort?
Before and after crossing that threshold,
Xiao Fufu might not have realized it herself, but her attitude toward him had shifted noticeably.
"So it was brazen staring, huh? Well, I’m gonna look my fill too—can’t let you have all the fun!"
Ye Mengfu’s lips curled faintly: "..."
She knew Lin Yu was just teasing her.
Otherwise, given his earlier… performance, "looking" would be the least of it.
……
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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.”

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!

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

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!