At Miao Haixin’s home.
Miao Haixin, who had been sound asleep, suddenly sat up in bed.
She covered her mouth, taking deep breaths through her nose repeatedly.
Her eyes darted around uneasily, searching for any sign of "Lin Yu."
However.
Apart from the hazy glow of dawn, there was no trace of anyone else in the room.
Only then did Miao Haixin realize that everything had just been a dream.
She got up and went to the bathroom, turning on the light to examine her tongue in the mirror.
The reason she had woken up in such a panic.
Was because she had felt as if Lin Yu had bitten her tongue hard in the dream…
After confirming her tongue was fine, Miao Haixin helplessly smacked her forehead.
“What kind of nonsense am I thinking? It was just a dream, and here I am checking my tongue.”
“Why did I dream about Lin Yu…”
“It must be because of Yan Miaozhu! That woman is truly dangerous!”
At that moment.
Alarm bells blared in Miao Haixin’s heart.
She swore she would never let what happened in the dream occur in reality.
She absolutely couldn’t let Yan Miaozhu harm her student!
As long as Yan Miaozhu couldn’t act on her wicked intentions, the comforting scene with Lin Yu in the dream would never happen…
Miao Haixin stared at her reflection in the mirror.
She pinched her lips lightly: “…”
……
At the same time.
In Yan Miaozhu’s home.
She wasn’t the only woman who had woken up covering her mouth—Lin Yu’s homeroom teacher wasn’t alone.
The "Green Snake Woman," Professor Yan Miaozhu, had also been pulled into the same dream!
The difference was.
Yan Miaozhu didn’t feel any pain in her tongue—she had just eaten something in the dream.
“Hah… so it was just a dream.”
“I really thought that bitch Miao Haixin had ruined my fun!”
“Guiding a student’s project filming… heh, what a perfect excuse.”
Yan Miaozhu glanced at her husband sleeping in the next bed.
She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him.
The man, startled awake by the impact, groggily opened his eyes.
“Miaozhu… did you, did you call for me?”
Yan Miaozhu snapped impatiently:
“Get me a glass of water. I’m thirsty.”
The man didn’t dare protest. “Alright.”
Watching her husband’s lifeless, sluggish demeanor, devoid of any vigor.
Yan Miaozhu’s frustration flared up inside.
She was so outstanding, yet she had ended up married to such a pathetic man.
If it hadn’t been for his associate professor title and his family’s resources back then.
Would she ever have tied the knot with him?
But who would’ve guessed.
This old man was utterly useless in bed.
Yan Miaozhu was in the prime of her life—how could she possibly endure such loneliness?
Only a young, handsome man could truly satisfy her appetite!
Thinking of this.
Yan Miaozhu didn’t care what time it was.
She immediately took out her phone and opened her chat with Lin Yu.
All previous messages had been cleared—what she had said before didn’t matter.
Each new conversation had to push things further—that was the key.
「Yan Miaozhu: Little Yu, you must be asleep, right? Meanwhile, I’m suffering here—completely unable to sleep.」
「Yan Miaozhu: Let me tell you a secret… I just dreamed about you.」
「Yan Miaozhu: Hehe, but I can’t tell you what happened in the dream (wicked smile).」
……
In Lin Yu’s bedroom.
After leaving his homeroom teacher’s dream, Lin Yu had planned to go back to sleep quickly.
Ready to dive into another wonderful dream adventure.
However.
Before he could drift off, his phone buzzed, grabbing his attention.
Lin Yu picked it up and looked: “!!!”
Yan Miaozhu?
Wait—so she wasn’t just a figment of Miao Haixin’s subconscious in the dream?
Had the Green Snake also been pulled into the dream world?
Lin Yu scratched his head, struggling to make sense of it.
As his Dreamwalking Technique deepened, previously untested applications were gradually revealing themselves.
What would happen if he mastered it completely?
Could he pull multiple companions—or even unrelated outsiders—into the same dream world?
Damn!
That’s some Madara-level stuff right there!
Since he couldn’t figure it out, Lin Yu decided not to waste time.
……
7:00 AM.
[Ding!]
[Another hopeful day awaits!]
[Host, continue exploring the Path of Harmony—strive to become the pillar of our sect!]
Lin Yu woke up.
His first reaction wasn’t excitement for the new day.
Instead, he sat on the bed in a daze for a while…
In last night’s third dream, his girlfriend Chi Qingshui had been brought to his room.
The two had shared an intimate moment, creating another cherished memory.
After that…
After that, Lin Yu heard the “hopeful day” announcement and was jolted awake!
What about Auntie Du Ruxue’s dream session?
Skipped entirely?
No way!
This had never happened before—the system never made mistakes.
Unless…
Lin Yu: “!!!”
Did the two aunts stay up all night talking again?
Hadn’t they already had a heart-to-heart the day before? How were they still so energetic!
“Buzz… buzz…”
While he was puzzling over this.
His phone vibrated again.
A WeChat message from Auntie Du Ruxue!!
「Du Ruxue: Looks like you’ll have to handle breakfast on your own today.」
「Du Ruxue: (Photo of Chen Qimeng sleeping soundly beside her).」
「Du Ruxue: We got too caught up talking last night—Mengmeng just fell asleep 15 minutes ago. I can’t bear to wake her, so I’m going to sleep too.」
Lin Yu: “…”
Just as he’d thought.
They pulled an all-nighter!
He had almost forgotten—despite her elegant and charming appearance, Auntie Du was a hardcore tech geek.
What computer enthusiast wasn’t good at pulling all-nighters?
Didn’t Ying'er often sleep until afternoon too?
Staying up like this was nothing for Auntie Du.
Lin Yu sighed and replied, assuring her he’d take care of breakfast for himself and Maomao.
After sending the message, he started getting ready for the day.
Oh well.
Just one missed dream session.
At least it answered one question…
If the intended dream target wasn’t asleep, the Dreamwalking Technique wouldn’t activate.
Even if they went to sleep later in the morning, the system wouldn’t forcibly pull Lin Yu into their dream.
Not a total loss—at least he’d solved that mystery.
Shaking off his gloom, Lin Yu picked out his clothes with renewed enthusiasm.
He had promised Little Fufu a date this morning.
Since it was their second official outing, he wanted to dress appropriately.
“Knock knock knock!”
“Knock knock knock!”
Before he could finalize his outfit, urgent knocking came from the door.
His phone rang at the same time.
Lin Yu: “???”
Maomao?
……
(First update of the day. Sorry for missing yesterday’s update—today’s second chapter and bonus update will be posted on time. Hope you all continue supporting with your love and encouragement!)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.”
