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(Article title: What exactly are boudoir photos capturing? The audacity is simply off the charts!)
(Another set of suggestive boudoir photos)
(Article title: These daring photos are actually stunningly beautiful!)
(Article title: The love story between me and the boudoir photographer that I just had to share.)
(...)
Shen Buyao sat on the bed, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She could hardly believe her eyes!
Oh, really now.
Oh, that damn Lin Yu!
Putting on such a prim and proper act in the backyard, huh?
Sure.
They were technically photos with clothes on!
But weren’t those clothes just there to enhance the attack speed?
She might not have firsthand experience with that kind of thing.
But she was still a grown woman.
Not some clueless fool who knew nothing about intimacy.
Besides.
With a friend who was a master of dirty jokes, even if she didn’t understand, she’d eventually be taught to understand.
Making her pose like those women in the photos… in her own bedroom…
How was that any different from just telling her to get ready?
So this was what he meant by—
"Being the first girl in Lin Yu’s camera"?
So… the camera part was just optional, huh?
What a wolf in sheep’s clothing, disguising his schemes with a veneer of elegance!
...
Wandering through the main hall of the Shen family estate,
Lin Yu wasn’t in any hurry to return.
Through Shen Buyao’s words, Lin Yu had already confirmed one thing—
The estate’s caretaker harbored an inexplicable hostility toward him, an "outsider."
Though nothing unusual happened while retrieving or returning the first-aid kit,
Lin Yu still felt uneasy.
What worried him most was…
Could there be hidden cameras in places he couldn’t see?
Lin Yu circled the area several times.
With his keen eyesight, he scrutinized every possible blind spot where a camera might be hidden.
But found nothing.
Given his sensitivity to light sources,
if there were any unusual red dots, he would’ve spotted them immediately.
If nothing turned up on the surface,
they could still be deeply concealed.
Or perhaps, tiny pinhole cameras were installed in certain spots, streaming live footage.
Eliminating this last concern wasn’t difficult for Lin Yu.
The Shen estate had full Wi-Fi coverage.
If there were live surveillance cameras, they’d need an internet connection.
All he had to do was check the Wi-Fi admin panel to see which devices were connected.
Even better—
This was the perfect opportunity to test the newly acquired [Void Formation Talisman] and see if it worked as he expected!
Opening the system interface, he retrieved the [Void Formation Talisman] and,
with a mere thought, crushed it in his hand.
[Ding!]
[Void Formation Talisman successfully activated. Duration: 3 hours…]
Immediately after,
a virtual network admin panel materialized in his mind.
Compared to a real computer,
the panel conjured by the talisman was far more terrifying.
No manual input was needed—just a single thought,
and the system would execute whatever function he desired.
Within milliseconds,
the Shen estate’s Wi-Fi admin panel appeared in the virtual interface.
As it turned out,
Lin Yu had overthought things.
The only device currently connected was a phone registered under Shen Buyao’s number.
No other devices were logged in.
Good.
At least what he was about to do wouldn’t be witnessed.
Nor would it leave any evidence for others to exploit.
Staring at the sole connected device—Shen Buyao’s phone—
Lin Yu knew that with just a fleeting thought,
he could access everything on it.
But he didn’t.
In fact,
this wasn’t the first time he’d shown such restraint.
Ever since obtaining the [Thirty-Six Heavenly Arrays] from the cat spirit,
Lin Yu had gained the ability to access the private data of every girl in the apartment—except Ying'er.
Without a legitimate reason,
doing so would be like opening Pandora’s box.
Once unleashed,
there was no going back…
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The elder of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion has discovered the ‘first time’ secret mentioned by the Holy Son, feeling both bashful and secretly eager!]
[Spirit Stones: +50]
Lin Yu: “???”
Huh?
What the hell?
What ‘first time’ secret?
He glanced back at the virtual panel, still displaying Shen Buyao’s phone…
Now he had a reason!
Now he definitely had a reason!
This was all just to figure out what his antique-obsessed sister was researching.
How did it suddenly turn into some secret?
Accessing Shen Buyao’s phone backend,
the content currently on her screen flooded his mind—
A blinding sea of skin… so overwhelming it nearly short-circuited his optic nerves!
And it kept coming—one photo after another,
each featuring different poses, settings, and styles of boudoir photography.
Lin Yu: “!!!”
Since when did Sister Antique become such a diligent student?
He’d only been gone for a short while, and she was already self-studying boudoir photography?
Normally, after being caught red-handed like this,
Lin Yu would’ve been scrambling to justify himself.
But that system notification—
Bashful and secretly eager?
Hmm.
Seemed like things were heading in an unpredictable direction.
Without wasting time, Lin Yu headed straight for Shen Buyao’s bedroom.
Moments later,
standing at the doorway, he peeked inside like a teacher returning from the restroom.
Shen Buyao, still on the bed, hadn’t noticed his return.
She remained engrossed in her phone, eagerly studying the material.
Every now and then,
her astonished mutters slipped out:
“Holy crap!”
“What the—?!”
“Damn it all!”
“...”
Lin Yu outside the door: “...”
If the system ever rewarded him with the world’s best mute potion—
even if it came with minor brain damage—
he’d make sure to obtain it at all costs.
“Buyao, I put the first-aid kit back.”
“Your place is huge—I almost got lost on the way.”
Lin Yu spoke up, announcing his return.
Shen Buyao immediately closed her browser and locked her phone.
“Oh, first-timers do tend to get lost here.”
“This place is usually empty. We could come here together sometime to escape the summer heat.”
The usually assertive Shen Buyao
now avoided meeting his gaze entirely.
She made no mention of her research into boudoir photography.
Lin Yu internally: Oh-ho? Tsk tsk tsk…
Feigning ignorance, he asked:
“What were you looking at on your phone? You seemed really into it.”
Shen Buyao glanced at him sideways:
“Nothing, just replying to a client about an antique.”
“So… when are we doing that boudoir photoshoot you mentioned?”
“I don’t really know what it is, but I’m kinda curious…”
Lin Yu internally:
Oh-ho?!
...
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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.”
