Ye Mengfu stood there in a daze, quite astonished.
Hearing Lin Yu call out her name first, she found it almost hard to believe.
Mo Shangying gave Ye Mengfu a shove from behind, pushing her to the front of the crowd.
"It's only reasonable for Little Fu to get the second piece, heh heh!"
While Ye Mengfu hesitated, Lin Yu had already held the cake out in front of her.
"Th-thank you..."
Ye Mengfu accepted the cake with both hands, her emotions running so high that her hands couldn't stop trembling.
To be ranked right after Auntie Qi Meng—what did that represent? What did that imply?
Even though Lin Yu used the ID card role on her chest to justify it, Ye Mengfu naturally didn't see it that way in her heart.
Ding!
God-tier operation. A small gesture highlighted the Dao Companion's status in the Holy Son's heart, moving the Dao Companion deeply!
Reward: 80 Spirit Stones.
After taking the cake, Ye Mengfu hurriedly retreated back into the crowd.
She was afraid that staying on the spot would make her the center of attention.
Given her personality, she had no desire to be the focal point.
Having grasped the core algorithm of Lin Yu's choices, Mo Shangying asked impatiently, "Heh heh, so who is Little Yu planning to give the third piece to?"
"The Official Empress has already received hers, so the rest aren't going to be easy to distribute."
"There are wives, spouses, ex-girlfriends, lovers, and friends with benefits here, haha!"
Mo Shangying's words indirectly voiced everyone's inner thoughts.
The Official Empress role had no controversy; there was nothing to discuss there.
What came next was the real puzzle!
If you didn't have a strong heart, you really couldn't play this cake distribution game.
And it was all thanks to Maomao!
Only she could come up with a game so wise yet so tormenting.
Who with even a little social experience would dare to play like this?
However.
Since the allocation of the first piece was determined, Lin Yu naturally had a plan for how to distribute the rest.
He didn't state his reason immediately. Instead, he finished cutting the cake.
Deliberately, he cut a smaller slice out of one of the pieces.
"The person receiving the third piece is... The Mother of My Child!"
"Regardless of what identity the rest of you hold, you only represent individuals."
"Senior Sister Tang, however, represents two people!"
Lin Yu spoke with brimming confidence.
He dared to bet that once this reason was stated, absolutely no one on the scene would object.
It even made placing Senior Sister Tang ahead of Little Fu sound perfectly reasonable.
Tang Yimian pointed at herself, walking up to Lin Yu in disbelief.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Yu."
"I thought I would be ranked way at the back. I really lucked out drawing this identity."
"Just now in the game, when I was talking about my personal experience, I didn't tell it very well."
"Actually, the day we climbed Monkey Mountain, I really felt quite uneasy in my heart."
"And then I..."
The moment Tang Yimian opened her mouth, it was like she was giving an award acceptance speech. She began a story that started from the dawn of time.
She was still reviewing the game process, worrying about which details she had missed.
Everyone behaved incredibly graciously; no one rushed her.
They all listened patiently as Tang Yimian continued.
As she spoke, she eventually realized she was talking too much and hurriedly apologized to everyone.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've been talking to myself for too long and wasting everyone's time."
Lin Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, turn around and look..."
"Everyone here loves listening to you speak."
Hearing Lin Yu's words, Tang Yimian couldn't help but turn around.
What entered her vision were rows of gentle, smiling faces.
Fang Xinran: Sister Yimian speaks with such charm!
Chi Qingshui: Mmh, Sister Yimian is especially gentle.
Chi Qingshui: Heh heh, sometimes she reminds me of my elementary school teacher.
Shen Jiuyi: There aren't many people left who are willing to talk so much.
Shen Buyao: Little Mian, Big Cow rarely admires anyone, but I super, super admire you too!
Huang Feirong: It's best to apologize less. Hearing Teacher Tang apologize makes me feel like I should apologize too, even though I've graduated.
...
Ding!
God-tier operation. The Holy Son's teaching extends beyond literature, causing the Dao Companion to feel gratitude in her heart!
Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.
Tang Yimian's shoulders rose and fell as her heart filled with a mixture of emotions.
In life, she always felt she had very few friends.
She felt even more strongly that no one would want to be friends with someone who rambled and had no sense of humor.
All these changes seemed to have started from interacting more with Junior Brother Yu.
Tonight's birthday party wasn't just a happy occasion for Junior Brother Yu alone.
...
The fourth piece!
The fourth piece!
The fourth piece!
...
As the cake distribution reached the fourth piece, led by Mo Shangying and Xia Yiwei, the crowd inexplicably started chanting slogans.
It really made it hard for Lin Yu to keep his composure!
It was just handing out cake, wasn't it?
Why was the atmosphere turning into a dating game show?
He was genuinely afraid that after handing out the cake, the room would break into the song You Are My Romeo.
Lin Yu cut a piece of cake topped with a strawberry and personally walked over to...
Chi Qingshui!
Lin Yu: I think people, well, it's better to face oneself honestly...
Chi Qingshui couldn't help but hold her breath: !!!
Ding!
God-tier operation. The Holy Son's firm choice has moved the Dao Companion deeply!
Reward: 80 Spirit Stones.
Lin Yu walked straight toward Chi Qingshui just like that.
It left Chi Qingshui completely unprepared psychologically.
After all, according to the distribution standards based on the ID cards Lin Yu was using, closeness and familial relations played a huge part.
Since The Mother of My Child was ranked near the top, the next ones should surely be identities like wives or the devoted wife who shared his hardships.
Yet, Lin Yu had deliberately bypassed them and chosen her, the White Moonlight?
And he had said something so direct.
Wasn't he worried that the others around them would notice something strange?
For instance, there was a busybody right next to Chi Qingshui!
"Wow!"
"Sister, are you blushing?"
"It's rare to see you blush!"
"Little Lin... didn't seem to say much, did he?"
Chi Qingchi looked at her sister's reaction and immediately leaned in next to Chi Qingshui like she was watching a show.
Chi Qingshui wanted nothing more than to lecture Little Chi first and tell her not to talk nonsense.
But she was worried that overreacting would give people more ideas.
Trust...
She had to trust Lin Yu!
Trust that he definitely wouldn't speak recklessly and that there was definitely more to follow!
On this point, Chi Qingshui and Lin Yu shared a great tacit understanding.
Lin Yu continued speaking seriously:
"I believe everyone has a White Moonlight in their heart."
"Setting aside roles within a family, the influence of a White Moonlight on a person is simply too great."
"No matter how the world or people around you change, she remains consistent, the most beautiful version of herself in your memories!"
As soon as these words came out, the questioning voices in the room vanished.
Chi Qingshui's nervousness disappeared completely, and she accepted the cake with a heart full of excitement.
"Thank you, Student Lin Yu."
"You are the same—always the most beautiful version in my memories."
Seizing the opportunity, Chi Qingshui tried to be bold for once.
...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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!
