Xiang Tiange sat in the passenger seat, having a clear view of Xia Xiashan's reaction.
The expression on her face...
It really confused Xiang Tiange!
Any normal person would assume Lin Yu was just joking with everyone.
Shouldn't the reaction be to laugh?
Why did Sister Shanshan's expression...
Look like she was afraid?
The corners of her eyes were trembling!
Could it be?
"Little Chi, have you ever heard of the Sunflower Acupoint Hand?"
Lin Yu's question instantly became the focus of the three women again.
Little Chi answered without hesitation:
"Who hasn't? It's from My Own Swordsman!"
"Little Lin, you aren't trying to say... you're Bai Zhantang, are you?"
Lin Yu shook his head.
Little Chi: "There's no need for that kind of joke. Stuff from TV shows and novels, how could it..."
Lin Yu: "I'm not as weak as Bai Zhantang."
Little Chi: "???"
Xiang Tiange: "???"
Xia Xiashan: "..."
Of the three girls in the car, only Xia Xiashan knew Lin Yu wasn't joking.
Was it happening?
Was Lin Yu planning to use the "Bone-Melting Soft Fist" on Little Chi?
What mistake did Little Chi make to deserve such treatment from Lin Yu?
"Ahem..."
"Lin Yu, if there's an issue, why don't we talk about it when we get home?"
Xia Xiashan mustered up her courage, attempting to rescue Little Chi.
There were at least three girls present.
Lin Yu wouldn't completely disregard her face, would he?
Unexpectedly.
Little Chi actually started giggling, saying:
"Hehehe, Sister Shanshan, since when are you this humorous?"
"You should have just said..."
"'Lin Yu, quick, quick, put down the knife, what are you doing!'"
"If Little Lin knows the Sunflower Acupoint Hand, then I know the Toppling Mountains and Overturning Seas move. I'd shove him right out of the car."
Xia Xiashan sighed helplessly.
Sigh.
She had done what she could.
Little Chi didn't believe it herself, thinking she was conspiring with Lin Yu to tease her.
What else could she do?
Little did she know.
That single sentence just now had taken immense courage from Xia Xiashan.
Xia Xiashan glanced through the rearview mirror.
She happened to meet Lin Yu's gaze.
The slight crinkle at the corners of his eyes showed Lin Yu was smiling, and smiling quite sinisterly!
Xia Xiashan quickly looked away, daring not to look again.
Forget it.
The target wasn't her anyway, so why offend a martial artist on his birthday?
Lin Yu flexed his fingers, smiling at Little Chi as he asked:
"You don't believe me? Want to try?"
Little Chi curled her lip, not answering Lin Yu directly.
Instead, she looked at Xiang Tiange and said:
"Hahaha, are the tricks to cop a feel this elaborate nowadays?"
"When did this version evolve? How is this the first I'm hearing of it?"
Xiang Tiange spread her hands and said:
"I haven't seen this online either."
Lin Yu: "..."
When it came to going off-script, Little Chi really gave people a headache.
Whatever.
No matter what Little Chi said, the outcome would be the same; nothing would change.
Decisively.
Lin Yu reached out and lightly tapped Little Chi twice.
With Little Chi's petite frame, he didn't need much force at all.
As long as the acupoints were accurate and the force penetrated, the effect would be super effective.
Little Chi turned her head, grumbling:
"I just said it, and you really took advantage of me?"
"Hahaha, see what kind of man Little Lin is?"
"He... he..."
As she spoke.
Little Chi tried to point at Lin Yu, only to be horrified to find her arm felt numb.
No!
"Numb" wasn't the right word.
When a limb is numb, you can still feel it exists if you move it.
Little Chi's current sensation was that no matter how hard she tried to exert force, she couldn't feel her arm's existence.
A chill ran down Little Chi's spine: "!!!"
Little Lin's two taps just now...
Could it really be the Sunflower Acupoint Hand?
"Little Lin, y-y-you... you really know it?"
"My h-h-hand, it feels like it's gone!"
"Stop playing, stop playing, unlock it quickly! My body won't be damaged, right?"
Little Chi urged anxiously.
It was too terrifying!
Only when something beyond common sense happened to oneself could one feel the true horror.
"Unlock it? It's not that easy."
"Let me fasten your seatbelt first so you don't fall."
Instead of unlocking it, Lin Yu tapped Little Chi twice more on her legs and shoulders while fastening the seatbelt.
"Little Lin, from now on, if you say you're an alien, I'll believe you!"
"Little Lin, no no no, stop playing, okay?"
"Can it be unlocked later? There won't be any side effects, right?"
"Little Lin, please, boo hoo!"
"This feeling is so scary, it's like being paralyzed, although I can't really say what being paralyzed feels like!"
"..."
Xiang Tiange leaned forward from the front, unable to resist asking:
"Little Chi, Lin Yu..."
"Are you two for real? Is it really that exaggerated?"
"Are you trying to use this lame idea to trick me?"
"Sister Shanshan, look at the two of them, don't they look like... really..."
"Sister Shanshan, you... you're sweating?"
Xia Xiashan made a shushing gesture and said:
"Sister Tiange, I advise you, it's better to ask Lin Yu fewer questions right now."
"As someone who's been there, I sincerely advise you."
Xiang Tiange: "!!!"
What kind of dangerous statement was that?
Was it really that scary? That's unrealistic!
"Tiange, you try it too..."
As he spoke.
Lin Yu patted Xiang Tiange on the left shoulder.
...
One minute later.
The skeptical atmosphere in the car completely vanished, replaced by a wave of shocked exclamations.
Little Chi: "Little Lin, where on earth did you learn such wicked kung fu? Acupoint pressing really exists? It's so unscientific!"
Xiang Tiange: "Lin Yu, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had told me earlier, I definitely wouldn't have doubted you. Can you un-press my shoulder?"
Little Chi: "Little Lin, can you unlock my legs first? Without my legs for support, I feel like I'm going to slide down."
Xiang Tiange: "Mine is faster, it's just one side. I was wrong, I'm truly convinced, I dare not question you again!"
"..."
Snap!
Lin Yu snapped his fingers.
The world didn't end.
But the car did quiet down.
"Little Chi, unlocking you isn't hard."
"As long as you honestly confess one thing, I'll unlock you immediately."
"If your confession is complete enough, I might even consider teaching you this move."
"Otherwise, why do you think Sister Weiwei and Yinger often call me Master?"
...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.”
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?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
