Before Lin Yu could speak,
Huang Feirong stood up first:
"Hey, Econ majors, meet the legendary Brother Yu."
"My sworn brother. Today, none of you are leaving here alive!"
Lin Yu: "..."
What kind of nonsense is this?
"None of you are leaving alive"?
Are they asking to get wrecked?
Before entering this dream, no one mentioned there'd be such drama!
Seriously... he didn’t even bring a knife today!
Thanks to the pixelated beauties from the Econ department, Lin Yu finally understood his relationship with Huang Feirong.
Sworn... haha, damn, brother?
What an old-school way to flirt.
Might as well become pen pals at this point!
After Huang Feirong finished speaking, she still ended up ambiguously clinging to her "sworn brother's" arm.
Judging by her punchable expression, Lin Yu instantly got it.
She wanted her "brother" to talk tough and back her up.
To be fair, the NPCs on the other side were surprisingly reasonable.
They could’ve just ganged up on her but insisted on settling it with a game.
Well, since they were here...
Lin Yu suppressed his cringe and growled at the pixelated ladies across from him:
"You think you can challenge me?"
"One-on-one or all at once?"
Lin Yu curled his toes in embarrassment but kept a cold face.
Happy now?
Can we skip this awkward scene already?
Unexpectedly.
The level of cringe in Huang Feirong’s mental world far exceeded Lin Yu’s expectations.
"Hahaha!"
"Ahahahaha!"
"..."
After Lin Yu’s tough talk, the opposing side burst into laughter.
Then, the heavyweight girl in the C-spot pointed at Lin Yu and sneered:
"Uncle, don’t test my patience with your attitude. You’re not even close."
Lin Yu: "..."
The edgy, cringey lines didn’t faze him.
But that one word—Uncle?!
Even before his rebirth, back in his thirties, young people called him "uncle."
Now, after being reborn, he’s still an uncle?
Didn’t that mean his rebirth was pointless?!
Did he really look that old?
Damn!
These Econ department btches!
"Enough talk, you scared to dance or what?"
Huang Feirong cut in, swiftly moving past the awkwardness.
The opposing team sat down faster than Lin Yu could blink.
Only the dream world’s host could pull that off.
Plot progression? Just a thought away.
"Girls, let’s warm up with 'Funeral of Roses' first. Then we’ll crush these noobs."
At the C-spot girl’s command, everyone responded in unison.
The song didn’t matter—it was all about his "keyboard domination" anyway.
"Brother Yu, use my account?"
"Hehe, leave them a humiliating defeat for me!"
Huang Feirong gave up her seat, and Lin Yu naturally took over, logging into the game.
Hearing the C-spot girl call "Funeral of Roses" a warm-up, Lin Yu figured it couldn’t be that hard—maybe three or four stars max.
He couldn’t remember the exact difficulty, and asking Huang Feirong was risky. If her subconscious caught on, the dream world might collapse.
But when the game loaded, Lin Yu froze.
One... one star?!
All that hype for a one-star song?
Throw some rice on the keyboard and even a chicken could play this!
Yet, Huang Feirong leaned in and whispered:
"Brother Yu, this song’s super hard."
"If you win, I’ll reward you big time!"
Lin Yu: "..."
One star. Super hard?
Maybe they should switch games.
No need to challenge the impossible.
But one thing did pique his interest.
"Reward me? How?"
Lin Yu tested the waters.
He wanted to flirt but worried Huang Feirong’s younger self might not handle it.
Huang Feirong replied seriously:
"As long as it’s not that 'let’s go to bed' thing you always say, name your reward!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
His worries were completely unnecessary!
So in Huang Feirong’s mind, he was a total horndog?
Always talking about going to bed?
Fine.
Since that was the case...
A simple request wouldn’t break the dream world.
Lin Yu: "If I win... give me a kiss!"
Huang Feirong: "Brother Yu, we’re siblings..."
Lin Yu: "You—"
Huang Feirong: "Then ten kisses it is!"
Lin Yu: "..."
He’d underestimated her.
At this point, he suspected even wilder demands would get a yes.
But when the game started and he put on the headphones...
Lin Yu realized the real problem.
Dream world games didn’t follow reality.
The difficulty depended entirely on Huang Feirong’s mood.
Before the song even began, a rapid barrage of red notes flashed across the screen.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
What the hell?!
This is one star?!
Faster than the ten-star "Narcissus" he’d played before!
Normal one-star songs start with one or two arrows.
"Funeral of Roses" opened with five at once!
Only now did Lin Yu grasp the true challenge ahead.
But even so...
"Tap tap tap tap—smack!"
Before the Keyboard God, no challenge stood a chance.
Golden "PERFECT" flooded the screen.
From the first beat, the six-player dance room belonged to the true master.
Classic mode? Just arrows, spacebar, and...
A fangirl’s relentless cheering!
"Brother Yu, unstoppable!"
"Brother Yu, annihilate them!"
"Brother Yu, forever glorious!"
"..."
At first, it didn’t faze him.
But Huang Feirong’s chants actually stroked his ego.
Because behind him, more girls had gathered.
Gasps of admiration followed.
"His APM and reflexes are insane! How is he keeping up on a numpad?!"
"Which school is this hottie from?"
"Pingchuan University. I even have his QQ!"
"Ooooh, 'I have his QQ~' Look at you, flaunting. I have Teacher He’s QQ too—do I brag?"
"..."
Soon, the heavyweight girl couldn’t take it.
She hissed to her friends:
"He’s hacking! Definitely hacking!"
"Go check his screen!"
Huang Feirong smugly stood up and trash-talked back:
"Hah! Come kneel before the king!"
"Tell your moms your bruised knees aren’t from boyfriends—just from witnessing a god!"
"Ahahaha!"
...
(First update today! 270 more "power-ups" until the next bonus chapter. Take a minute to show some love—back to writing!)
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.”
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?
