Three hours later.
The sky had completely darkened.
The culinary endeavor was finally complete!
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host, on completing your first intimate session with the Acting Sect Leader!]
[Cultivation Partner: Chen Qimeng (Acting Sect Leader)!]
[Rewards: 500 Sect Contribution Points, 2000 Spirit Stones, 1 free system mall draw.]
[Rewarded Attribute Skills: Water from Nothing, Spiritual Plant Cultivation, Floral Whisperer.]
During those hours of simmering broth,
Lin Yu and Chen Qimeng had not only taken turns asserting dominance and experimenting with angles but also bickered over minor details.
To accommodate Chen Qimeng’s mood and their hours of physical collaboration,
Lin Yu didn’t prolong the cooking process.
After thoroughly experiencing all the ingredients, he added the soulful finishing sauce, completing their culinary masterpiece!
By then,
it was already 10:30 PM.
Freshly washed, they nestled together in silence,
basking in the tranquil aftermath.
“Xiao Yu, let’s… go back later, okay?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to stay the night with you here…”
“I just think… it’s better to return.”
Chen Qimeng glanced at the time, speaking reluctantly.
Worried he might misunderstand, she tightened her embrace, hoping he’d feel her sincerity.
Having reached a point of mutual understanding,
how could Lin Yu not grasp her concerns?
If the two of them stayed out overnight,
the other girls in the apartment might jump to conclusions.
Chen Qimeng had mustered the courage to take this step, her doubts dispelled.
But she couldn’t ignore Lin Yu’s position—
a college junior, with classmates in the same building.
She refused to let him face gossip, however slight the chance.
No matter how late,
returning home changed everything.
“Qimeng, I respect your wishes.”
“But could you also respect mine?”
Chen Qimeng lifted her head curiously, meeting his earnest gaze, waiting.
She’d already given him the two most precious things in her life—
how could she disregard his feelings?
“Let’s call it a night. I’ll take you home.”
“In the future, whether we’re out or at home, as long as it’s safe and undisturbed…”
“Could you… not refuse me?”
“Every time you do, it feels like I’ve failed at everything.”
Chen Qimeng: “!!!”
Had she… refused him often?
Now that she thought about it, yes.
So this was how he felt!
All this time, he’d treated her with utmost tenderness,
while her unconscious rejections had hurt him.
A wave of guilt and remorse washed over her.
She quickly grasped his hand:
“Xiao Yu, I… I promise.”
“As long as circumstances allow, I’ll… be there.”
No matter how resolute her heart,
her voice still faltered.
But there was progress—
she’d finally voiced her true feelings.
“Then swear it with your hand on your heart. Don’t lie to me.”
“I’ve always trusted you.”
With that,
Lin Yu placed his hand on her “heart,” speaking solemnly.
Chen Qimeng blinked: “…”
Lin Yu stifled a laugh: “…”
Their shared laughter tangled them together once more.
……
11:40 PM.
Lin Yu and Chen Qimeng finally arrived home.
Climbing the stairs, Chen Qimeng moved like a thief,
tiptoeing silently, urging Lin Yu to mimic her caution all the way to the third floor.
The journey from the first to third floor was slow—
three minutes for her,
but over a decade for him.
Chen Qimeng opened her door, leaning against the frame:
“Xiao Yu, you should rest too. Goodnight.”
Lin Yu eyed her posture:
“Sure you’re okay? Need help inside?”
She shook her head, scanning the hallway:
“I’m fine. It’s not your fault—maybe I walked too much today…”
“A good sleep will fix it.”
Lin Yu nodded, not pressing further.
He gestured toward his room:
“Alright, I’ll head back. Goodnight.”
As he turned to leave,
Chen Qimeng grabbed his arm.
After confirming the empty hallway,
she rose on her toes, planting a firm kiss on his cheek.
“Sleep well. Sweet dreams.”
With that soft murmur, she stepped inside, pretending to close the door—
though she’d never shut it before he left.
Heart brimming with affection, Lin Yu returned to his room, smiling.
The wonderful date with Auntie Qimeng had drawn to a close at midnight.
Back in bed,
Lin Yu savored the memories.
He wasn’t the only one.
Within five minutes of lying down,
Auntie Qimeng’s message arrived:
Chen Qimeng: Xiao Yu, forgot to ask—any breakfast requests for tomorrow? I’ll make it for you.
Lin Yu: Red bean porridge. I’ve been craving it lately.
Chen Qimeng: Got it. (OK emoji)
Chen Qimeng: Go to sleep. It’s midnight already.
Lin Yu: Hey, Qimeng… can you sleep?
The “typing…” status lingered,
but no reply came.
Clearly,
Auntie Qimeng was struggling to phrase her response.
Then—
Ding!
A new notification,
but not from their chat.
Lin Yu checked the unread message:
Fang Xinran!
The “cold joke teacher” again?
She’d been messaging him a lot lately…
……
(Second update today—thankfully uneventful. An extra chapter coming soon, currently in progress~)
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
