Ten minutes later.
In the pavilion of the backyard.
"Gulp, gulp..."
"Gulp, gulp..."
Shen Buyao held a freshly opened large wine jar, downing it boldly in big gulps.
Lin Yu sat in the pavilion, not rushing to urge her.
He was quite curious to see just how much alcohol Shen Buyao could handle.
A girl chugging directly from a wine jar like this was definitely a rare sight!
Arriving at the pavilion,
the cool breeze from the mountain courtyard brushed past.
Shen Buyao’s nerves tightened again.
Lin Yu, of course, had ways to ease her into the right state gradually.
But before he could even begin,
Shen Buyao had already taken matters into her own hands, coming up with a "brilliant idea"!
She invoked an ancient saying:
"If the woman doesn’t get drunk, the man gets no chance!"
The aged liquor stored in the Shen family estate was notoriously strong.
Lin Yu didn’t drink any,
but even just sitting by the pavilion and smelling it, he could feel its sharp, pungent burn.
"Almost there... Lin Yu."
"Just a few more minutes... I’m starting to feel dizzy..."
Shen Buyao kept chugging while reassuring Lin Yu.
When she first arrived at the pavilion,
she had mentally scolded herself for a while.
In the room, she’d been fine.
Why was she faltering now?
Was it because the failed scenarios from her dreams had left a negative impression?
Whatever the reason,
Shen Buyao was convinced that if she drank enough, she’d finally let go completely.
She knew her own drinking habits all too well!
A few more minutes passed.
Plop!
The wine jar flew straight into the stream.
"Hic~"
Shen Buyao staggered toward Lin Yu, her steps unsteady.
Her body seemed drunk,
but her eyes still held a clear, lucid gaze.
"Ready?"
Lin Yu asked tentatively.
Swaying, Shen Buyao plopped down beside him and grumbled,
"I don’t know what’s wrong today."
"Did Grandpa’s wine go bad or something?"
"Feels like... I just drank a bellyful of water..."
Lin Yu wasn’t surprised.
Placing his hands on Shen Buyao’s shoulders, he said,
"It’s because your mind is restless, your nerves wound tight."
"I wanted to say something earlier, but you seemed so confident I didn’t stop you."
"I know a bit about massage therapy—maybe I can help you relax. Want to give it a try?"
If he had suggested this from the start,
Shen Buyao would likely have stubbornly kept drinking.
But now, seeing her frustrated and at a loss, it was the perfect time to step in.
For someone numbed by alcohol, a firmer touch was needed.
And in this regard,
Lin Yu was an absolute expert.
"Mmm..."
"Is there anything you can’t do, Lin Yu?"
The soothing pressure on her shoulders eased Shen Buyao’s tension slightly.
A few minutes later,
her body noticeably softened.
As her mind relaxed,
the delayed kick of the aged liquor began creeping in.
"Buyao, why don’t you lie down on the quilt?"
"It’ll be easier to work on your back’s meridians. Sitting like this isn’t ideal for massage."
"And... you’re practically leaning on me already."
This time,
Shen Buyao complied without resistance, letting Lin Yu guide her onto the quilt spread in the pavilion.
"The ground’s so hard..."
Even with the embroidered quilt beneath her,
the unyielding floor was impossible to ignore.
But harsh conditions
never hindered a true master’s performance!
Lin Yu gently loosened her silken garments, revealing the delicate curves of her back.
From the moment he arrived at the Shen estate,
he had been carefully crafting the perfect atmosphere.
Now, the long-awaited moment had finally arrived!
Shen Buyao rested her arms beneath her head,
her mind hovering between tipsy haze and sober awareness.
She could sense Lin Yu’s bold, daring movements.
Even after her light gauze and crimson skirt were shed,
his disrobing efforts didn’t stop.
But this time,
Shen Buyao didn’t resist at all.
From youthful innocence until now, after all these years...
she was finally experiencing this day!
......
In the man-made stream, elegant stones stood amidst the gentle flow.
A hawk from the courtyard skimmed the water, snatching fish,
its wings occasionally splashing with soft plip-plop sounds.
The once-pristine water, now churned muddy by the hawk’s repeated dives,
formed a scene so ethereal—one only Lin Yu could fully appreciate.
And now, it lay nestled within his broad embrace.
"Don’t move."
Lin Yu pressed Shen Buyao’s wrists down, keeping her still against the ground.
"I’m not... it’s not me..."
"It’s not that I want to move..."
Shen Buyao kept her hands raised,
then suddenly bit down on Lin Yu’s shoulder,
trying to counteract her body’s sudden hypersensitivity—a rare condition known as transient hyperesthetic tremor syndrome.
But such an affliction wasn’t so easily subdued.
The antique-loving sister’s teeth attack did no damage to Lin Yu’s ironclad physique.
Instead, it triggered his counterattack reflex!
His speed and intensity only escalated further.
......
Blossoms bloomed and fell; the stream’s ripples shimmered.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host, for completing the "Twin Vows of Union" trial mission, successfully gaining a physically attuned Dao Companion!]
[Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 300 Spirit Stones.]
[Dao Companion’s Sect Identity: Elder of the Heavenly Artifice Pavilion, Hidden Vein of the Mystic Gate!]
[Reminder: With more Dao Companions, new reward categories have been added to the prize pool.]
[...]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host, on your first physically attuned union with a Heavenly Artifice Pavilion Elder!]
[Dao Companion: Shen Buyao (Heavenly Artifice Pavilion Elder, Hidden Vein of the Mystic Gate)!]
[Rewards: 500 Sect Contribution Points, 2000 Spirit Stones, 1 free system store draw.]
[Bonus Attribute Skills: Artificer’s Eye, Unyielding Spirit.]
Boom...
As the second round commenced,
thunder rumbled across the sky, lightning flickering behind dark clouds—a storm was imminent.
Lin Yu knew the past few days had been rainy.
But what he knew even better was this:
Ten minutes ago, at the moment of soul-deep communion,
his [Weather Whisper] ability hadn’t detected this downpour.
To be precise,
it was the instant their souls merged that he sensed the approaching rain.
An esoteric storm!
"Lin Yu... th-thunder..."
"Should we... go back inside?"
Shen Buyao’s lips trembled softly as she gently sought Lin Yu’s opinion.
It was hard to imagine
the usually headstrong antique lover could be so tender.
But what she didn’t know was—
Lin Yu had already confirmed: this pavilion was the true safe haven!
Until the purple beast within him was fully unleashed,
there was no leaving this place!
"Alright, but... can I adjust a little?"
"My knees are... ah!"
Shen Buyao twisted her neck to glance pleadingly at Lin Yu.
......
(First update today! There’ll be a bonus chapter later tonight, though it might run late. Your support is the best motivation—keep the love flowing!)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
