"Chi Qingshui: You bad boy, don’t be so impulsive next time, or I’ll make you pay for my little table!"
"..."
"Maomao: Yu, thank you and Ying'er for being willing to help me. Tomorrow, I’ll write down as much detail as possible about what Aunt Ruxue might say."
"..."
"Aunt Qimeng: Xiao Yu, no need to bring lunch tomorrow. I’ll take Rongrong to try some street food nearby, and I’ll let her leave work a bit early."
"..."
After replying to all the messages and chatting with a few of them for a while,
before he knew it, it was already 11 p.m.
Time for the wonderful daily ritual—dreaming.
Things he couldn’t try in reality,
in dreams, he could recklessly experiment to his heart’s content!
As for the first candidate tonight,
Lin Yu already had his answer.
[Ding!]
[Dreamwalk Technique (Dual Version) activated!]
[Host will appear in the dream of &%￥#@! (Xia Xiashan) tonight. Based on the current state, please select an appropriate dream type!]
Last night’s successful dream invasion of the "King of Dirty Jokes"
proved that the same approach would work on the dojo master.
When he met her younger sister, Xia Yiwei, today, she showed no reaction whatsoever.
Just goes to show
how strong this woman’s mental fortitude is!
However,
after today’s interaction with Xia Xiashan, Lin Yu was absolutely certain she had already developed fear toward him.
If he played his cards right in the dream,
that fear would undoubtedly take even deeper root!
Lin Yu quickly skimmed through the dream options tailored for the dojo master:
[1. Diligent Training: Hone your martial skills through rigorous mountain practice!]
[2. United Front: Multiple dojo masters join forces against an otherworldly demon!]
[3. Midnight Snack: A heart-to-heart chat between sisters and ZerO!]
[4. Private Duel: Another brutal beatdown at the dojo in the dead of night!]
[5. None of the above—random dream!]
Such wholesome dream options.
It almost felt unnatural to Lin Yu.
Option two didn’t look bad either.
Being labeled an "otherworldly demon" at least guaranteed his combat prowess wouldn’t be nerfed in the dream.
But a crowded scene wasn’t ideal for deepening a single person’s emotions.
Who knows—
it might even give the dojo master an excuse to rationalize her fear:
"See? None of you could beat him either, so it’s totally normal that I lost!"
After finally finding someone who feared him,
he couldn’t allow even the slightest chance for her to climb out of that mindset!
So,
Lin Yu decisively chose option four!
Let the beatdown commence—more violently than ever!
Next,
it was time to decide on the second candidate…
[Ding!]
[Dreamwalk failed—invalid target selection!]
[Please reselect!]
Lin Yu: "..."
Teacher Tang Yimian’s "Energy-Draining Technique" was truly monstrous!
It could even nullify the Dreamwalk Technique?
In terms of intimacy,
after two tutoring sessions, their relationship had already warmed up rapidly.
A little push in the dream would’ve made things progress even smoother.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect
that his techniques could be countered to this extent!
Well then,
he’d just have to pick another target—someone delicate and vulnerable!
[Ding!]
[Host will appear in the dream of Joyous Sect’s Bell Envoy (Chi Qingchi) tonight. Based on the current state, please select an appropriate dream type!]
[1. Comic Appreciation: A wondrous journey through another world!]
[2. Cosplay Convention: The dazzling new star on stage!]
[3. Three Things Only: Eat, eat, and eat some more!]
[4. Group Project: A romantic scene during meteor season!]
[5. None of the above—random dream!]
Lin Yu: "..."
Aside from the second option, which seemed somewhat normal,
the others were downright bizarre!
The "comic" in option one couldn’t possibly be wholesome, right?
And what’s this about another world? Role-playing as comic characters?
Eat, eat, eat!
Three full meals in a dream?
Did she starve herself all day or something?
And the fourth one—
what the heck is "meteor season"?
Are meteors literally raining from the sky?
This couldn’t be some niche anime reference he didn’t know, could it?
He’d never heard of any trending term like that!
So… it’s literally about falling meteors, right?
After mentally venting his confusion,
Lin Yu still opted for the relatively "normal" choice—
Option one!
Even if he ended up as a goblin, he’d definitely be the handsomest, most muscular one!
How else could he conquer a saintess?
With both candidates decided,
Lin Yu settled comfortably into bed, gradually drifting into blissful slumber…
He didn’t know how long he slept,
but the scenery around him shifted.
Now,
Lin Yu found himself standing outside Master Xia’s dojo, its signboard glaringly bright under the night sky.
Even in the darkness, the dojo’s location was unmistakable.
Lin Yu couldn’t help but marvel.
What a perfectly deserted midnight scene!
Not a soul in the dojo—hell, not even a living creature on the streets.
Silent as a deafened ear on a plane, not a single sound to be heard!
Lin Yu paid it no mind.
Tonight’s focus had nothing to do with the setting.
There was only one theme: Beatdown!
Pushing open the dojo’s door,
Lin Yu deftly navigated past the front hall, arriving at the training arena where they’d last fought.
"Click!"
"Click! Click!"
"..."
Just as Lin Yu wondered why the lights were off inside,
with each step he took, the lights flickered on one by one.
Gotta admit—
it had the dramatic flair of a martial arts movie showdown!
At least the dojo master had some taste.
She’d definitely seen a film or two.
"Master Lin, you’ve finally arrived."
Lin Yu: "..."
He definitely heard that right.
Xia Xiashan just called him "Master Lin"!
Wing Chun, Lin Yu?
If they were gonna fight, why bother with all this theatrical nonsense?
Lin Yu shook his head helplessly, took a deep breath,
and responded in a low voice:
"Master Xia, long time no see."
His immersion was impressively quick!
Xia Xiashan seemed thoroughly pleased with this opening.
She wore the same outfit as the day Lin Yu stormed the dojo,
except now, there was an added… aura of momentum!
"Thud!"
Xia Xiashan took a single step forward,
and the entire arena trembled with a heavy, resonant boom.
Lin Yu: "???"
What the hell was that sound?
A female titan? A legendary fighter?
Was this really supposed to be him beating up the dojo master?
Or did they accidentally swap the hero and villain scripts?
...
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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!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
