Miao Haixin had barely finished speaking when she immediately slapped her own mouth.
Her words didn’t sound like anything good, no matter how you spun it.
Then again… Lin Yu’s way of phrasing the question was the problem!
But what could you expect from a college student who had just gone through such a traumatic experience?
Could anyone really expect him to say anything nice under these circumstances?
Miao Haixin just hadn’t expected…
A moment ago, Lin Yu had seemed completely lifeless, without a trace of breath.
So how was he now acting as if nothing had happened?
There was no time to dwell on it.
At least he was alive—that was what mattered!
“Lin Yu, just now I was trying to… Huh?”
Miao Haixin wanted to explain herself clearly.
But Lin Yu wasn’t about to give her the chance.
After being dragged through this absurd scenario for so long, he had finally seized the upper hand.
No way was he going to let Miao Haixin clear up the misunderstanding between them so easily.
Of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing was the best… Run!
Miao Haixin knelt there, dumbfounded, while Lin Yu had already scrambled to his feet and bolted into the distance.
His sudden movement terrified her.
She had condemned Yan Miaozhu’s vile actions, scorning her behavior.
Yet now, Lin Yu had mistaken her for being just like Yan Miaozhu—thinking she also wanted to…
She was here to save her student, not to harm him!
How could the situation have spiraled in this direction?
“Lin Yu, stop running! Let me explain properly!”
“I really didn’t mean it like that—I was just trying to save you!”
“Lin Yu, are you even listening? You’ve got it all wrong!”
Miao Haixin leapt up and chased after him with everything she had.
Lin Yu glanced back.
He and his advisor were practically a medical miracle at this point.
What kind of person could survive a fall off a cliff and then sprint like they were running an 800-meter race, playing cat and mouse?
And damn.
His advisor was fast.
Was this some kind of self-buff in the dream world?
Lin Yu wasn’t holding back at all, yet she was still hot on his heels.
He could still hear her desperate explanations from behind.
So he resorted to the same tactic he’d used against the green-snake woman…
He covered his ears!
Nope!
Not listening, not listening~
Whatever she said, he’d just pretend not to hear.
Lin Yu wasn’t running aimlessly—he was searching for the right spot.
The dream world his advisor had created must have been based on a real-life scenic mountain area she’d visited, right?
It felt incredibly realistic, with the landscape meticulously arranged in a way that felt natural.
It would be hard to imagine something this coherent from scratch.
Where there were shallow waters, there had to be deep ones too.
After running for what felt like forever, Lin Yu: “…”
All freaking shallow banks?!
After all this time, he still hadn’t found a single stretch of deep, wide water.
Too safe!
No choice.
If he kept running like this, it would never end.
Since there was no danger, he’d just have to create some himself.
With a flick of his will, a vast, bottomless lake appeared ahead.
Perfect.
This was his chance!
Lin Yu dashed into the water, submerging half his body.
Then he turned and shouted at Miao Haixin, who had reached the shore:
“Miao Haixin, don’t come any closer!”
Hearing him call her by her full name, Miao Haixin froze in place.
Oh no, oh no.
This poor kid wasn’t giving her a chance to explain—he’d completely misunderstood.
“I won’t come closer, Lin Yu! Just don’t go any further!”
“I’ll stay right here, I promise!”
“Let’s just talk this through calmly, okay? Please, don’t do anything rash!”
Hearing his advisor use the word “please,” even in a dream, Lin Yu felt a pang of guilt.
She was someone who had quietly helped him before.
Without her support back then, he wouldn’t have made it this far in life.
He apologized silently dozens of times and abandoned his harsh tone.
Instead, he switched to a gentler approach…
Not the “Hey, guess what stung ya” kind of gentleness from the suburbs.
But a softer, more measured way to keep emotions from escalating.
“Why are you all doing this to me? I’ve never hurt any of you.”
“Yet you all just want to ‘play’ with me. Yan Miaozhu was like that.”
“Advisor… are you the same?”
Miao Haixin frantically waved her hands.
“No! I don’t want to ‘play’ with you!”
“Lin Yu, why won’t you just listen to me?”
The moment she said it, her eyes widened in shock.
Because she saw…
Lin Yu walking out of the lake!
Lin Yu waded back to shore, thinking:
Enough of this. He really couldn’t stay harsh with his advisor.
At least he’d gotten a response—enough to justify his “clueless guy acting clueless” act.
Miao Haixin exhaled in relief as Lin Yu returned.
“You scared me to death, Lin Yu! Don’t be so reckless, I was really—”
Once again, before she could finish, Lin Yu pulled her into a tight embrace.
“I knew it, I knew you weren’t just playing with me.”
“So… you really mean it, don’t you?”
Lin Yu held her so firmly she couldn’t even squirm free.
Miao Haixin: “!!!”
Was that what she’d said?
How had he interpreted it like that?!
This kid…
Had some serious cognitive distortions!
“Advisor, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Was kissing me… not from the heart?”
“Your silence is scaring me. Please, answer me.”
Miao Haixin: “……”
Lin Yu’s questions had backed her into a corner.
Here was a young man with emotional struggles, fresh from the lowest point of his life.
He needed warmth and reassurance more than ever.
Her CPR had become the lifeline he clung to, the hope that kept him going.
If she explained everything now…
Who knew how he’d react?
Would he run straight back into the lake?
Lin Yu had jumped off the cliff because of Yan Miaozhu’s cruelty.
But if something happened to him in the water now, wouldn’t the blame fall on Miao Haixin?
As his advisor, how could she bear to hurt him?
The best option was to calm him down first.
Once his emotions settled, she could slowly clarify things.
If a white lie could save a life, then telling one wasn’t such a sin.
“Yes, Lin Yu… I mean it.”
“So please, don’t be upset. There are people in this world who truly care about you.”
Lin Yu held her even tighter.
This time, it was genuine emotion.
After a long moment, he loosened his grip slightly, cupping her face gently as he leaned in.
When their eyes met, Lin Yu could see the conflict in her gaze.
Yet even so…
She didn’t pull away.
Instead, she closed her eyes…
……
(Note: This was supposed to be yesterday’s bonus chapter. Woke up today and facepalmed—wrote it past 11 PM, shut my computer with misplaced confidence, and completely forgot to post it. My bad, my bad. Doesn’t count toward today’s three chapters, will make up for it with extra updates later. Sorry, everyone!)
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!
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
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!
