What kind of unreasonable request is this?
That was way too... flirtatious!
Given the situation,
not standing firm would make him less of a man!
Wangwang Crushed Ice was summoned once again.
[Ding!]
[A show-off move—his flawless combat physique left the elders of the Spirit Medicine Hall utterly amazed, clicking their tongues in admiration!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
Xia Yiwei sensed the changes in Lin Yu's body.
Her gaze gradually drifted downward...
Xia Yiwei: "Little Lin Yu, I didn’t mean... this kind of 'fighting.'"
Lin Yu: "..."
I already figured that out, damn it.
So she’s a muscle fanatic!
So disappointing... his own body was so disappointing...
He really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Fortunately,
Xia Yiwei didn’t dwell on these details.
With starry-eyed fascination, she continued asking:
"Little Lin Yu, you’ve trained, haven’t you? And for many years!"
"Who’s your master? Tell your big sister all about it."
At the same time,
Xia Yiwei silently marveled to herself.
This brat really knows how to hide things!
After living under the same roof for so long,
she never realized there was an "expert" in the apartment.
Lin Yu genuinely didn’t know how to respond.
With the system’s hints, he had already guessed
what Xia Yiwei was really after with her body inspection.
He shook his head and defended himself:
"Yiwei-jie, what master? I have no idea what you’re talking about."
Xia Yiwei had no intention of letting him off the hook and called him out directly:
"Little brother, still pretending?"
"You might fool others, but not me."
"I saw every move you made in the hall just now."
"Thank you, by the way, for standing up to protect me."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
If he’d known Xia Yiwei’s eyes were this sharp,
he would’ve never acted in front of her.
Wouldn’t it be better to stay a hidden expert?
He had no stupid desire to show off or become the center of attention.
"Huh? Really?"
"What fighting? What are you talking about?"
"I was just breaking up the fight, Yiwei-jie."
"You must’ve misunderstood."
Lin Yu still refused to give up.
Even if Xia Yiwei didn’t believe him, buying some time would be enough.
But then,
Xia Yiwei smirked mischievously:
"Heh, not talking, huh?"
"Fine, then I’ll beat it out of you!"
Lin Yu: "???"
Are you even listening to yourself?
Is that any way to talk?
He just helped her out of trouble,
and now she’s threatening to fight him?
Lin Yu swiftly stood up:
"Absolutely unnecessary."
As he rose,
he subtly adjusted the angle of his sniper rifle, keeping the barrel as inconspicuous as possible.
He could see it now—
playing dumb wouldn’t work with this crazy woman.
Even if he was just bluffing, he’d have to give her some kind of answer.
Resigned,
Lin Yu clasped his hands behind his back, tilted his head up, and sighed:
"I just wanted to live as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was suspicion. Fine, no more pretending. I—"
Turning around with the air of a reclusive master, he widened his eyes:
"I—Yiwei-jie, put down that damn entrenching tool!!"
Where the hell did she even get an entrenching tool?
Are you a tomb raider or something?
He wasn’t some undead corpse!
Xia Yiwei spun the tool in her hand, looking slightly embarrassed:
"Oh, I thought you weren’t going to talk. This is, uh, well, as a nurse..."
Lin Yu frantically waved his hands to cut her off:
"Alright, alright, makes perfect sense, no issues here."
"You’re right, I do have a master."
"My master was... my P.E. teacher!"
Xia Yiwei stared, dumbfounded:
"???"
"P.E. teacher? From university?"
Lin Yu quickly added:
"Of course not. It was my P.E. teacher back in my hometown—an old man, well past his prime."
"Ah, he’s been gone for years now."
An old recluse from a small town.
Dead men tell no tales.
Hard to verify.
Pretty convincing, right?
If he’d made up someone easier to look up, it would’ve just given Xia Yiwei another excuse to "inspect" him.
"Started in elementary school, huh... that makes sense."
"Only years of training could sculpt such a... magnificent physique."
Lin Yu: "..."
This was the first time he’d heard "magnificent physique" used to describe a man.
And it was directed at him!
Just hearing it sent a shiver down his spine.
People with niche fetishes were beyond understanding.
Why muscles?
Why not feet? Or legs? Anything else!
"By the way, little Lin Yu, what’s your martial arts style? What kind of fist technique do you use?"
"It felt very soft and subtle—perfect for your muscle definition."
Xia Yiwei pressed further.
Unbeknownst to outsiders, she came from an ancient martial arts family.
She’d trained in various traditional combat techniques since childhood.
When she met fellow practitioners, she could usually identify their style in a glance.
But Lin Yu’s movements in the hall had completely stumped her.
"Ahem, my master never mentioned any style. He just called this move... the Bone-Melting Soft Palm!"
The pinnacle of lying—
70% truth, 30% fabrication.
The move’s effect was real—it did resemble the Bone-Melting Soft Palm.
But as for the style and lineage...
He couldn’t very well tell Xia Yiwei, "I’m from the Joyous Sect, and I’m considering making you my cauldron," now could he?
Xia Yiwei frowned:
"You little brat, trying to trick me?"
"Bone-Melting Soft Palm? What, are you Wei Xiaobao now?"
Hey.
Don’t even—
Don’t even go there!
The path he was on did share some similarities with Wei Xiaobao’s.
Except Wei Xiaobao had seven wives—Lin Yu had nine.
Lin Yu shrugged helplessly:
"Yiwei-jie, I’m not lying. That’s exactly what my P.E. teacher taught me!"
Xia Yiwei let out an exasperated laugh:
"Ha! Fine, kid. I thought you were finally opening up to your big sister."
"Turns out, you’re just playing mind games."
"No matter—I’ll beat the truth out of you today!"
Lin Yu’s pupils shrank: "No, no, Yiwei-jie!!"
This time,
Xia Yiwei gave him no chance to explain, darting forward with lightning speed.
Her nimble movements and sharp strikes were unlike any ordinary twenty-something woman!
......
A few minutes later.
Lin Yu leaned against the examination bed, looking down at Xia Yiwei lying motionless on it.
She was completely paralyzed.
"I told you not to push it, but you just had to."
"This is a hospital—do you know how bad it’d be if we disturbed others?"
"Or even the plants outside?"
"Consider this a light punishment. Be more careful next time."
With his perfected Bone-Melting Soft Fist, body reforged by the Bone-Tempering Pill, and stacked buffs,
so-called martial arts masters of the mundane world
were nothing more than ragdolls before him.
Three moves, five strikes—
before he even exerted full force, Xia Yiwei was already down.
Now,
Xia Yiwei lay drenched in sweat on the bed.
Despite being unable to move, she was still grinning:
"Hahaha, hahaha... so strong... so fierce!"
"Little Lin Yu, you’re amazing! You... mmmph!"
Lin Yu quickly covered her mouth:
"Keep it down, you maniac! If someone hears, how am I supposed to keep my dignity?"
What kind of mess was this?
Coming to the hospital for a checkup, only to end up beating up a nurse.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."
Meanwhile...
The ringing of a phone came from Xia Yiwei.
Xia Yiwei exclaimed excitedly, "Lin Yu, quick, help me grab it—it must be my sister!"
Lin Yu wore a helpless expression.
The effects of the Bone-Melting Soft Fist would last at least a few more minutes on a trained martial artist.
With no other choice, he obliged and reached for her phone.
Lin Yu fumbled through her pocket. "Huh? Yiwei-jie, why is your pocket torn? Where’s the phone?"
Xia Yiwei strained to lift her head. "It’s further down… Not there! What are you grabbing?!"
Lin Yu made a shushing gesture. "Shh, it’s not on purpose. What do you mean ‘there’?"
Xia Yiwei managed to shake her leg with all her might. "It’s hanging on the fishnet inside!"
Lin Yu: "…"
Who the hell wears their phone like an accessory?!
And since when do nurse pants come with fishnets?!
Are you even a real nurse?!
Is this some kind of roleplay kink or what?!
After some more groping around,
he finally fished out the phone from her pants.
Lin Yu swiped to answer and held it up to Xia Yiwei’s ear.
A faint woman’s voice came through the phone.
Lin Yu swore he didn’t put it on speaker or eavesdrop intentionally—
the sound just waltzed right into his ears.
The woman on the call said, "Yiwei, the trouble you mentioned has been taken care of."
Ignoring the topic entirely, Xia Yiwei shouted excitedly:
"Big sis, no need to stress about finding a master anymore! I just got myself one!"
"She’s way stronger than you—like, ridiculously OP—just finished schooling me!"
"I’ll definitely bring her to meet you, and I guarantee… she’ll wreck you!!"
Lin Yu’s soul nearly left his body.
He wanted to hang up, but it was too late…
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
