Yan Miaozhu said meekly:
"Little brother, I'm quite heavy..."
Lin Yu didn’t seem bothered at all.
Standing firmly in place, he lifted her up and down effortlessly, his face unflushed as he replied:
"Nonsense. You’re as light as a feather."
"I could even carry you around the playground without breaking a sweat."
[Ding!]
[Blood Frenzy—the Saint’s explosive strength and boundless stamina left the Green Snake Woman utterly enchanted!]
[Reward: 100]
Yan Miaozhu held her breath: "!!!"
Suppressing the restlessness in her heart.
She had gone to such lengths just to lure Lin Yu into pouncing on her.
But now, the tables seemed to be turning?
Every move Lin Yu made radiated irresistible allure.
In Yan Miaozhu’s mind, countless epic battles had already unfolded.
No, no.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to go!
She needed Lin Yu to make the first move—that was the only way she could maintain control later.
If she were the one to take the initiative, the entire dynamic would shift.
As Lin Yu carried her steadily to the bed, his arms unwavering,
Yan Miaozhu was struck by his raw strength.
He looked like a slender, refined young man.
Who would’ve guessed he had such power hidden beneath that exterior?
And in that department…
He must be just as strong, right?
Watching Yan Miaozhu’s lips curl into a smirk, Lin Yu remained perfectly calm inside.
Go ahead, smile.
Still waiting for him to throw himself at her?
Too bad.
When it came to that kind of battle…
He was in his absolute element!
Now then.
Let’s see who cracks first.
It had been a while since he last used his skill—[Pleasure’s Beckoning Touch].
Wait, no.
Now he had the upgraded version: [Allure’s Divine Fingers]!
Consider it a favor for Teacher Yan, who’d been so eager to serve him on her knees.
Enjoy the ride.
……
Next door.
Miao Haixin dragged a chair over, continuing her eavesdropping stance.
Standing against the wall for so long had left her feet sore.
Nearly twenty minutes had passed.
Just eleven or twelve more minutes, and she could call Lin Yu.
So far, at least,
there hadn’t been any strange noises from next door. Everything seemed normal.
(Ungh—!)
Miao Haixin: "!!!"
Just as she’d started to relax, a soft, sultry moan sent her heart racing again.
"What… what was that sound?"
"No way…"
"What on earth are they doing in there?!"
Though Miao Haixin had no boyfriend, she was still a grown woman with years of life experience.
She might not have firsthand knowledge, but she’d certainly seen enough online to recognize certain… sounds.
If that kind of noise was happening…
This was bad. Very bad.
Miao Haixin quickly repositioned herself, pressing closer to the inner wall.
The room next door likely had the same layout as hers.
The innermost wall connected to where the bed would be.
Sweat beaded on her forehead as she strained to listen, eyes shut tight.
But aside from faint gasps and whimpers—"Ah…" "Ungh…"—she couldn’t make out any actual words.
It seemed Yan Miaozhu was in no state to form coherent sentences right now.
……
On the bed in Lin Yu and Yan Miaozhu’s room.
Yan Miaozhu had initially leaned back against the headboard, expecting Lin Yu to half-heartedly massage her.
She never imagined—
Lin Yu wasn’t making excuses to grope her. He was genuinely giving her a foot massage!
And.
It felt… amazing.
Yan Miaozhu had experienced countless spa treatments, both domestically and abroad.
Most were just post-party fatigue relievers.
They eased tension, sure.
But pleasure?
Not even close.
Yet Lin Yu’s technique had her utterly entranced.
The soft, involuntary sounds slipping from her lips weren’t part of some calculated seduction.
She simply couldn’t control herself!
"Big sis, good news—no bone damage."
"Since you helped me soak my feet, I took the liberty of relaxing both of yours."
"From your sounds, it seems a bit unfamiliar?"
"Should I… stop now?"
Lin Yu pulled his hands away, pausing the massage.
The moment they separated,
Yan Miaozhu felt as if her soul had been ripped out—her feet instinctively chasing after his retreating hands.
"No, no! It’s not unfamiliar!"
"Honestly, little brother, I’m blown away by your skills."
"How are you so good at everything?"
The body never lies.
Yan Miaozhu’s dazed, euphoric state was exactly what he’d anticipated.
This was the perfect moment to flip the script.
A strategic pause to tease her appetite,
letting her beg to continue—slowly dismantling her defenses.
Child’s play.
Truly,
compared to sweet, innocent girls, handling a seductress like her was effortless.
Every move she made was transparent. No guesswork needed, no tiptoeing around responses.
Because from the very start, it was always…
I see through your feigned coyness, you see through my hidden desires.
Lin Yu placed his hands back on her feet, murmuring:
"Big sis, shall we continue?"
Yan Miaozhu slid further down, settling into a more relaxed position.
"Mm, let your sister indulge a little longer."
As she spoke,
she subtly parted her legs, the gap in her towel offering a tantalizing glimpse of bare skin.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Here we go again.
This was another blatant challenge.
Her expression practically screamed:
Come on, I dare you. How long can you hold out?
Perfect.
Checking the time since they’d entered the room, there couldn’t be many minutes left.
Fine.
Time to bring out their respective "secret techniques" for this unique duel.
"Big sis, can I ask you a favor?"
"While I’m massaging your feet… could you try not to make any noise?"
"If anyone overhears, they might… get the wrong idea."
"Just hold out for a few minutes, okay?"
[Ding!]
[Blood Frenzy—the Saint’s demand for suppressed excitement left the Green Snake Woman aching for more!]
[Reward: Spirit Stones 100]
Yan Miaozhu: "!!!"
No noise?!
What an intriguing boy, making such a request.
Was he worried her sounds would push him over the edge?
This feeling…
It was like being handed a thrilling challenge.
Yan Miaozhu had absolute confidence in her body.
Even without sound, she could make Lin Yu lose control!
"Alright, little brother, I promise."
"Can’t wait to see what you’ve got. Shall we begin?"
She deliberately brushed her bare skin against his fingertips.
Lin Yu chuckled, lowering his gaze.
"Mm, starting now. Just relax, big sis…"
……
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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.”

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