【——Talismans and Spells——】
【(Void Formation Talisman) Price: 2000】
【(Void Formation Talisman) Price: 2000】
【Available Spirit Stones: 4700】
Void Formation?
Ying'er, due to her mastery of computer technology, was appointed as the "Elder of the Formation Hall."
So, the meaning of Void Formation…
Could it be what Lin Yu was imagining?
The appearance of this new item.
Made Lin Yu, who couldn’t afford bedroom luxuries, entertain some unusual thoughts.
【Ding! Successfully purchased the Void Formation Talisman!】
【Void Formation Talisman (Single-use Item)】
【Description: Divine networks weave scripts without ink, void arrays unfold the cosmos. A fleeting thought holds countless tomes, a mustard seed contains eternity.】
With only two talismans in hand, Lin Yu couldn’t bear to waste one carelessly.
From the description alone.
He could roughly deduce that this seemed to be…
A virtual computer?!
If that were truly the case.
With his current Heavenly and Earthly Formation, going out would become much more convenient.
While phones could handle many tasks, they still couldn’t compare to computers.
When the time was right, he’d test the talisman to confirm.
……
After breakfast.
Lin Yu and Mao Ruirui returned to the apartment together.
Mao Ruirui went upstairs to tidy up and left early with her puppy for the pet store.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu stayed on the first floor to prepare breakfast for the entire apartment.
The morning menu featured 【Breeze Noodles】, perfect for a summer morning.
At the same time.
Lin Yu took out his phone and sent messages to all his roommates except Mao Ruirui.
He’d adjust the portions based on the number of replies.
【Ding!】
【A masterstroke! The Saint’s morning greetings moved his companions deeply!】
【Reward: 50 Spirit Stones】
【Ding!】
【A masterstroke…】
【Ding!】
【A masterstroke…】
【…】
A continuous stream of system notifications chimed one after another as Lin Yu sent the messages.
By now.
Earning small amounts of Spirit Stones no longer required much effort.
Simple daily greetings were more effective than anything else.
The first to reply were:
Aunt Qimeng, Ye Mengfu, and the Chi sisters.
They responded with a yes within seconds.
Next.
Were Tang Yimian, Xia Yiwei, and Maomao, who replied within a minute.
After fifteen minutes.
There was still no response from the Shen sisters or Mo Shangying.
Likely, the night owls were still fast asleep.
【Ding!】
【Today is another hopeful day!】
【Continue exploring the Path of Joyful Union, host~ Strive to become the pillar of the Joyous Sect!】
Today’s personal system interface.
Remained unchanged from yesterday, aside from minor updates in the companion section.
The 【Saint】 rank in the sect wasn’t so easily surpassed.
He’d been stuck at this rank for over three days.
To break through.
He’d need to focus on the highest-ranking figure in the sect.
Winning over the acting sect leader became Lin Yu’s next goal.
As for today’s tasks.
Only the usual daily quests had refreshed.
None of his companions had triggered any special missions.
Lin Yu wasn’t in a hurry.
During breakfast, he could casually browse everyone’s task lists.
Gathering them all was the most efficient way to handle things today.
Most of Sunday would be spent with the antique-loving sister.
What he did with the remaining time depended on the difficulty of the tasks assigned by his sect friends.
“Thud, thud, thud…”
Just as Lin Yu finished prepping the noodles for the Breeze Noodles.
Hurried footsteps echoed from outside the kitchen.
“Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin!”
“Need help? I can lend a hand!”
Chi Qingchi, dressed in a striking pink lolita dress, rushed into the kitchen with eye-catching flair.
Lin Yu gave her a once-over and couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Only Xiao Chi could pull off such an extravagant outfit.
On anyone else, it would’ve looked more awkward than stylish.
He expected her older sister, Da Chi, to follow, but a quick glance confirmed Xiao Chi had come alone.
“All dressed up this early, Xiao Chi—got plans today?”
Lin Yu asked curiously.
Chi Qingchi nodded with a sly grin, sidling up to the flour-covered counter.
“Yep, yep, heading out soon.”
Lin Yu eyed her suspiciously.
Something was off about Xiao Chi today!
What otaku would disregard their precious dress?
Why would she willingly step into a flour-dusted kitchen, a “danger zone” for outfits?
Even if tempted by delicious food.
She’d usually just chat from a safe distance—after all, Lin Yu had invited everyone.
There was no way he’d exclude her.
Her current behavior…
Suggested she had a favor to ask!
Immediately.
Lin Yu pulled up Xiao Chi’s info panel to confirm his suspicions.
【Chi Qingchi (Bell Bearer of the Joyous Sect)】
【Ghost Mask Gathering (Urgent TaskNew): The Bell Bearer of the Joyous Sect will soon gather with “Ghost Mask” enthusiasts from all walks of life. Currently in urgent need of a male Ghost Mask character (for a cosplay event).】
Just as he thought.
She really did need his help!
She wanted him to join the cosplay event.
Hence, the sudden enthusiasm made sense.
Lin Yu didn’t bring it up first—he wanted to see how long Xiao Chi could hold out.
Since she was eager to help, fine…
“Xiao Chi, morning. Perfect timing.”
“I was just worrying about having no one to chop the scallions.”
“Since you’re free, wanna lend a hand?”
“For this many servings, we’ll need at least two scallions.”
“Looking at these, they’re a bit small—better make it three!”
Chi Qingchi’s eyes widened: “!!!”
It wasn’t that chopping scallions was hard.
But… the smell!
She’d woken up early because today was the rehearsal for an upcoming cosplay event.
Many from Pingchuan University’s anime club were participating, and Chi Qingchi, as usual, was among them.
In fact, she’d even taken on an organizer role.
Normally, it wouldn’t be a problem.
She was a self-proclaimed “foodie,” after all.
A little food scent was nothing unusual.
But today.
She’d be meeting club members, staff, and fellow cosplayers…
If she reeked of scallions?
Her pristine image would be ruined!
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!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
] [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!"
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.”
