I have to admit.
Lin Yu's reasoning was absolutely sound, completely convincing the two sisters.
The ones committing misdeeds were the other party—what did they have to fear?
Soon after.
The three of them continuously picked up stones from the ground.
Little Chi asked curiously:
"Lin Yu, can you really hit them from this far away?"
"Feels like my strength can only throw halfway across the pond."
In no time.
The three had gathered over twenty small stones in their hands. Lin Yu told Little Chi to hold them carefully.
Confidently, he said:
"Watch closely—my throwing arm isn’t any weaker than the vice president’s!"
With that.
Lin Yu controlled his strength and effortlessly tossed one.
If he threw it with full force…
Today wouldn’t just be about giving them a simple lesson.
They might have to call the families to identify "the thugs who got their heads blown off."
Even using just twenty or thirty percent of his strength.
It was still more pain than the demonic gang could handle!
Thud!
A dull sound came from the front of the four men.
Along with it was Gao Yumin’s gritted groan:
"Tsk! Ugh…"
"What the hell?!"
"Something just hit my leg!"
Gao Yumin clutched his calf and plopped down into the grass.
With him—the one leading the charge—down, the others behind him were blocked.
On Lin Yu, Chi Qingshui, and Chi Qingchi’s side.
Ding!
[Brilliant move! The Saint’s godly technique leaves his Dao companions in awe!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Ding!
[Brilliant move…]
Chi Qingshui pointed at the rustling grass ahead, excitement in her voice:
"Did he actually hit them? They’ve stopped moving over there!"
Chi Qingchi, being more outgoing and lively,
jumped up excitedly, laughing:
"Hahaha, Lin Yu throws stones like he’s shooting bullets!"
"‘Whoosh’—and it flies straight over!"
"With a wall behind them and the pond ahead, they can only run forward or back, right?"
Lin Yu weighed the second stone in his hand and said:
"Yeah, no way we’re letting them escape that easily."
"Gotta leave a few lumps on their heads!"
"Let’s see if these shady creeps dare to mess with us again…"
The initial nervousness in Chi Qingshui and Chi Qingchi’s hearts had completely vanished.
Now, they focused intently, watching Lin Yu prepare his next throw.
Nervousness doesn’t disappear—it just transfers.
The four hiding in the grass were now in full panic.
"Big Gao, what hit you?"
"Did you step on something?"
"Get up and move, damn it! If you don’t, we’re stuck too!"
Gou Feng urged from behind, clearly frantic.
There was no time to waste.
If Lin Yu circled around, he’d catch up to them in no time!
Just a few dozen meters ahead was a paved path—if they could reach it, they could bolt.
As he spoke.
Another stone pierced through the thick grass, smacking Gou Feng square in the face.
Thud!
"Gah—!!"
Gou Feng clutched his face and collapsed into the grass.
A metallic taste flooded his mouth—his tongue had bitten down from the impact.
Never hit a man’s face.
But Lin Yu had no such reservations when it came to Gou Feng.
He’d heard everything Gou Feng said earlier.
The idea of coming back to mess with Lin Yu? All his doing.
The others could get off easy—Gou Feng needed to be taught a harsh lesson.
"A… a pebble?!"
"Who the hell’s throwing pebbles?!"
"Is my face… broken? Is it broken?!"
Gou Feng scrambled up, frantically touching his face, making Shi Yanhai and Zhao Bin check.
Shi Yanhai shook his head, voice trembling:
"N-no, not broken… just… purple…"
Gou Feng: "!!!"
Meanwhile, Zhao Bin peeked through the grass.
And there—he saw Lin Yu, winding up another throw in their direction!
"It’s Lin Yu! Lin Yu’s the one throwing stones!"
"Damn it, how’s he even—"
Thud!
"Ah! Shit—!!"
"My shoulder…! Agh!"
"Are these rocks or bullets?! Why does it hurt so much?!"
Before Zhao Bin could finish,
he crumpled to the ground, muffling his screams.
Shi Yanhai was stunned.
Why did this feel like they were fugitives?
Cornered by "police" suppressing fire!
Lin Yu was just throwing stones, right?
Who hadn’t played stone-tossing games as a kid?
Plenty of people could throw accurately—but this painful?
Shi Yanhai had never seen anything like it.
Was it really that bad?
Soon.
He got his answer.
His camera-holding hand took a direct hit.
"Ugh—!!"
Shi Yanhai gritted his teeth, shaking his hand wildly.
The camera dropped into the mud—now a limited "mud-packaged" edition.
Turns out.
The guys weren’t exaggerating…
This hurt like hell!
His camera… the one he’d saved up for with New Year’s money…
Clenching his teeth, Shi Yanhai reached with his uninjured left hand to grab it.
Thud!
"AAAH—!!"
This time, his teeth couldn’t hold back the scream.
Gou Feng quickly covered his mouth, silencing the howl.
Then—
Thud-thud!
Thud-thud-thud!
A barrage of stones rained down like "the Demon King’s ultimate five-hit skill," pelting the grass.
Lin Yu followed the principle of fairness.
Each of them got two more hits—hands or feet.
He deliberately avoided headshots, going easy on his old classmates.
If Lin Yu went all out…
He might as well be the "Beast Titan" in real life.
Only eight stones actually hit.
The rest were aimed past them—blocking their escape path.
The message was simple:
The way forward is shut.
Stay here and keep getting hit.
If they didn’t retreat properly?
Lin Yu would make them.
"Damn it, is Lin Yu a catapult or what?!"
"Move, move—run back!"
"Ah—!!"
Gao Yumin, who’d led the charge earlier, now led the retreat.
Because he saw it clearly…
A row of grass ahead had been sheared off by the stones!
If they didn’t run now…
At this rate, the only thing growing tall would be the grass on their graves.
"Wait—if we run back, won’t we—OW!!"
Gou Feng, still hesitating and yapping,
got another stone—this time on his pinky.
The searing pain erased all doubt.
He hunched over and bolted after Gao Yumin.
And ahead… Lin Yu and the two sisters were waiting.
...
(Second chapter today—more to come later!)
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
