After a series of battles,
Lin Yu wasn’t in a hurry to take Little Fufu back home.
For a sensitive girl like Little Fufu,
leaving right after their encounter might make her overthink things.
Besides,
who could resist spending intimate, undisturbed time with a girl who completely obeyed them?
Such carefree moments, free from prying eyes, were rare.
True mutual affection
meant even the most mundane activities felt enjoyable when done together.
A movie Lin Yu couldn’t even remember the name of played on the TV,
yet the two snuggled up, engrossed in the plot, occasionally commenting on the scenes.
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The peaceful moments after baring one’s heart and soul make your partner wish to cherish them forever!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
The one savoring this warmth the most was naturally Little Fufu.
After breaking through the threshold of her first time, her heart was filled with uncertainty.
But Lin Yu chose to stay by her side instead of leaving hastily.
Wrapped in this overwhelming sense of security, Ye Mengfu had already forgotten the pain from earlier.
Now,
she just wished time would slow down, for this day not to end so soon.
Apart from companionship,
Lin Yu was also examining the three new skills he had just acquired.
[Body Perception]!
A skill for judging body proportions.
Simply put,
it allowed him to accurately gauge someone’s measurements at a glance.
For a talented artist like him, sketching human figures would now be effortless.
[Aesthetic Perception]!
This skill was even more straightforward.
It just sharpened his sense of beauty.
His keen eye for aesthetics became even more discerning.
The most unexpected skill, however, was the third one—[Spiritual Voice Purification]!
This was a singing-related ability!
Little Fufu actually had such a skill?
It caught Lin Yu off guard.
But upon reflection,
it wasn’t entirely unbelievable.
Little Fufu stuttered nervously in front of others,
so her talent for singing might simply be something no one else knew about.
Still, Lin Yu struggled to grasp what the "purification effect" mentioned in the skill description truly meant.
Gazing at the adorable girl in his arms,
Lin Yu spoke up:
"Little Fufu, you must sing beautifully, right?"
Ye Mengfu: "Huh? Wh-why would you say that…?"
Lin Yu replied earnestly:
"Because your voice is the loveliest among all the girls in the apartment. I’ve never heard anything so soothing, even at school."
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The Saint’s sincere praise fills your partner’s heart with joy!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Ye Mengfu: "I… I’m just average at singing."
Her answer pleased Lin Yu.
Unlike her usual socially awkward self, she didn’t claim to be terrible or say she couldn’t sing.
This meant
she had absolutely no intention of lying to him.
He took Little Fufu’s hand and placed it against his chest, pleading:
"Then if you sing for me now, would I be the first boy to hear your voice?"
"I want to be the first…"
Ye Mengfu bit her lip, utterly incapable of refusing him.
Besides, being the first…
Wasn’t this Lin Yu’s way of showing possessiveness?
Other emotions might be hard for her to decipher,
but whenever Lin Yu displayed this "claiming" side,
Ye Mengfu could clearly sense
the happiness blooming in her heart.
"Ch-childish songs… are okay?"
She burrowed deeper into Lin Yu’s embrace,
as if trying to hide her flushed face.
"Of course! I’m a childish person too. My ears are ready!"
Lin Yu gently stroked Ye Mengfu’s back.
After a brief silence,
a sweet, melodious tune flowed from her lips:
"Rain poured all night long~ Waking up to clear skies~"
"Dreamt of you again~ Playing games so bright-eyed~"
"All my careless faults~ Blame myself, too unwise~"
"..."
Listening to Little Fufu’s voice, Lin Yu was stunned.
Her singing was like a clear mountain stream—
soft, innocent, and untouched by the world, flowing with effortless grace.
Sweet but not cloying, pure and translucent.
"Wanna tell you soon~ With the crayons you gave~"
"Drew a picture, sending it your way~"
"Wanna tell you soon~ How I miss you each day~"
"Distance can’t keep my heart at bay~ It’s with you, come what may~"
Her voice, pristine and untainted, seemed to drift in from distant childhood memories,
filling Lin Yu with profound serenity.
That absurd joke from before now made perfect sense.
So…
Three Hundred Nursery Rhymes really was a demon-repelling scripture!
...
7:00 PM.
Back at the apartment.
Lin Yu personally escorted Little Fufu to her room.
On the way back,
they shared a simple dinner together,
spending the rest of their day in each other’s company.
Stretching as he climbed to the third floor, Lin Yu turned his phone’s ringer back on.
Earlier, in the taxi,
He was no stranger to handling replies to messages.
It felt no different from his daily routine of reviewing official documents.
Among the most recent messages,
one stood out—a text from Ying'er.
「Mo Shangying: Little Yu, when are you coming back?」
「Lin Yu: Not sure yet, might be a bit late.」
That "Little Yu"
sent Lin Yu's heart trembling.
Ever since the two had grown intimate,
Ying'er only called him "Master" in moments of extreme rationality.
The long-dormant nickname "Little Yu" had resurfaced in their daily lives.
As Lin Yu passed by Mo Shangying's room,
he hesitated for a moment before deciding to head back and rest first.
Though the afternoon's exertions hadn't left him mentally exhausted,
he was worried his body might not hold up!
Given Ying'er's unrestrained personality,
the moment he knocked on her door,
she might just drag him inside and wear him out completely!
His desires had already been thoroughly spent that afternoon, and now he was firmly in his post-clarity state.
Better to delay another day.
As he tiptoed past Mo Shangying's door,
he made sure not to make a sound.
Yet—
"Sniff…"
At that very moment, a faint sob escaped from inside the room.
Lin Yu couldn’t have misheard it.
There was no mistaking it—that was Ying'er crying!
Why was she hiding in her room, weeping alone?
Without a second thought,
Lin Yu stopped in his tracks and swiftly turned back toward Mo Shangying's door.
...
(Second update for today—more to come soon, stay tuned!)
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
