[Ding!]
[Show-stopping maneuver. The Holy Son's heartfelt words of concern have filled his Dao Companion's heart with sweetness!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
"Saying... saying things like that right here... you really are..."
Shen Buyao pouted, her heart bursting with joy at Lin Yu's words.
Acting completely out of character, she clasped her hands behind her back and coyly bumped against Lin Yu's arm.
If someone else did something similar, it might indeed look cute.
But Lin Yu knew exactly what kind of girl Antique Sister was.
Suddenly pulling a stunt like this made Lin Yu feel very awkward.
He gently poked Shen Buyao's shoulder and said, "Alright, that's enough, Yaoyao. Snap out of it."
"The little girl style doesn't suit you."
Hearing this, Shen Buyao's coy demeanor vanished instantly.
She reverted to being the imposing big sister, grumbling, "What do you mean 'little girl'? Isn't your sister always like this!"
"It's all your fault for saying such mushy things..."
Lin Yu's eyes darted around as he deliberately said, "I was just scared. I was afraid you'd fall off. If you accidentally fell to your death on your birthday, how unlucky would that be!"
Shen Buyao froze immediately. "???"
"How dare you, Lin Yu! You won't let me say that word, but you can say it whenever you want?"
"Hurry up, spit it out! Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
Shen Buyao stared dead at Lin Yu with a serious expression.
Lin Yu: "..."
She certainly learned fast; Antique Sister had really mastered this game.
"Okay, okay, okay. Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
"Yaoyao, look at the gift I just received."
"This is a precious item from Little Jiu. What are you planning to give me?"
Lin Yu showed off the jade thumb ring Shen Jiuyi had given him, deliberately provoking Shen Buyao.
Time was tight.
He couldn't stay on the third floor much longer.
When Shen Buyao saw the jade thumb ring, she was stunned for a few seconds before murmuring, "That big cow... I've been asking for this thing for years and never got it."
"She actually gave it to you as a gift?!"
"Talk about her elbow turning outward! This is the 'protective talisman' our Ancestral Grandma gave her!"
Lin Yu: "???"
So there really was a story behind it!
Because Shen Jiuyi had downplayed it so much, Lin Yu thought it was just an ordinary valuable object.
He never expected it to be... a protective talisman?
This truly caught Lin Yu off guard.
For a moment, he didn't quite know how to respond.
But on second thought...
Since Shen Jiuyi dared to give it as a gift, she surely wasn't worried about Shen Buyao seeing it, right?
Today was a public occasion; it would be hard for it not to be seen.
So...
She must have thought about how to explain it to Shen Buyao herself.
At this moment, choosing to feign ignorance and not respond was the best course of action.
Just as Lin Yu guessed, Shen Buyao didn't keep pestering Lin Yu about the jade thumb ring.
Instead, she took out a smaller, transparent cubic box from her pocket.
You didn't need to open it to see what was inside...
"A seal?"
"Is this a 'Seal of Lin Yu' carved specifically for me?"
"I thought you'd give me an antique. This gift is actually quite novel!"
"It looks like jade? Yaoyao, is this jade expensive?"
Lin Yu took the seal, examining it while teasing her with questions.
Since the item Shen Jiuyi gave him had such a significant background, the gift from Antique Sister naturally wouldn't be inferior.
However, the usually generous and open Shen Buyao didn't reply immediately.
She stood there, arms crossed over her chest, looking at Lin Yu with a charming, pitiful expression.
Lin Yu asked suspiciously:
Do we really have to make the atmosphere so ecstatic? What exactly is this thing?
Shen Buyao: Lin Yu...
Lin Yu: What?
Shen Buyao: This is the seal of Wubao Pavilion.
Lin Yu: !!!
Hiss!
Lin Yu had picked up a thing or two about the rules of the antique trade recently.
If he understood correctly...
This tiny seal inside was the credential for Wubao Pavilion's transactions with all parties.
Which meant...
It was the very foundation of Wubao Pavilion!
Lin Yu stood in a daze for a moment before asking in astonishment:
Yaoyao, w... what does this mean?
You gave Wubao Pavilion to me?
For some reason, Shen Buyao’s eyes suddenly reddened.
Dazzling, crystal-clear tears swirled around her eyes.
But before they could fall, she wiped them away nonchalantly.
Her emotions came fast, but they left even faster.
Shen Buyao said carelessly:
Well, you can't say it exactly like that. The shop is definitely still mine.
It just means that holding this seal, you can represent Wubao Pavilion in Pingchuan City and the entire Jizhou region to make any decision.
Buying, selling, auctions, or investments—whatever you want to do.
You helped me so much, allowing me and the Big Cow to regain our status as heads of the Shen family.
A single Wubao Pavilion is nothing...
Happy Birthday!
Holding the heavy seal in his hand, Lin Yu felt a mountain of pressure.
Helping them regain the Shen family leadership was completely just icing on the cake.
At the time, Lin Yu just wanted to make money; he didn't have that many fancy motives.
Now that he thought about it...
Perhaps to Shen Buyao and Shen Jiuyi, the significance of his actions was completely different.
He felt guilty accepting this gift, but returning it would look even worse.
So, he just went with it.
Lin Yu stuffed it into his pocket and said to Shen Buyao:
Yaoyao, if you ever regret this and come to ask for it back...
Shen Buyao: I definitely won't...
Lin Yu: I definitely won't give it back to you.
Shen Buyao: ???
Lin Yu's feint almost caught Shen Buyao off guard.
Right.
When has this kid ever been polite?
He was always the type who, if given a ray of sunshine, would try to claim the whole sun.
Shen Buyao laughed: You hurry up and go to hell!
Lin Yu raised a finger: Eh?
Shen Buyao slapped her mouth hard: Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey.
Afterward.
Lin Yu wagged his finger and said:
Time is tight. Turn around, lend me your back for a second.
Shen Buyao pointed at herself, eyes wide:
Me? Now?
Lin Yu spread his hands:
Otherwise? Should I turn around?
Shen Buyao looked around, looking like she was steeling her heart.
She immediately turned and walked to the wall, placing her hands against it.
She stepped her feet back from the wall, creating a space to ensure a sufficient curve.
Shen Buyao whispered: Lin Yu, you... be quick this time.
Lin Yu: ???
What insane things is this insane woman thinking?
Even if Lin Yu was horny, he wouldn't do it here!
She sure was cooperative, though!
Smack~
Lin Yu gave her a heavy slap.
Shen Buyao shuddered all over and quickly freed a hand to cover her mouth.
Immediately following that...
Lin Yu took out a greeting card and, using Shen Buyao's back as a table, began writing a message for her.
If I'd known, I wouldn't have needed you to turn around to lend me your back.
If you just stood straight, the effect on the front would be the same, Bro!
Feeling the movement of Lin Yu writing...
Shen Buyao felt a shock run through her mind. "!!!"
So that was it—he wanted to write!
...
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
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.”
