[Ding!]
[Masterful maneuver—turning a passive situation into an active one, skillfully borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, and once again unlocking the heart of the Talisman Envoy!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Your intimate relationship with the Joyous Sect’s Talisman Envoy has deepened, advancing to the third realm: "Close Friends and Neighbors"!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu withdrew his hand, thoroughly satisfied.
Even while receiving a gift, he had turned the tables and given one in return.
Tsk tsk—who could argue with that logic?
Given the little painter’s personality,
she’d likely spend the next couple of days racking her brains over what to "repay" him with.
Ye Mengfu gently pressed her hand against her kangaroo pouch.
Her heartbeat gradually quickened.
She was certain—
this wasn’t nervousness or fear, but something far more complex and indescribable…
an emotion even she couldn’t untangle.
Just yesterday, she had instinctively resisted physical contact with Lin Yu.
Yet moments ago,
when his hand slipped into her pocket, she hadn’t felt the slightest aversion.
She’d simply… let him in.
A single card weighed no more than a gram or two.
But now,
her kangaroo pouch felt as if it held something six pounds heavy—a weight that pressed down on her.
Hadn’t she been the one giving a gift today, repaying the favor for the stickers?
So how had she ended up…
owing him an even greater debt?
"Wheel of Fortune, unbound, self-determined, free, romantic, serene, everlasting peace…"
Each word Lin Yu spoke melted like candy on the tip of her heart—
sweet and warm.
"Thank you… I’ll treasure it," Ye Mengfu murmured, her small hands clutching the sides of her pouch,
as if afraid the card might vanish.
Lin Yu rested a gentle hand on her back and chuckled.
"Ah, Xiao Fu, why thank me?
If anything, I should be thanking you—for giving me the most unique gift of my life."
"Let’s sit and chat, yeah? No need to keep standing like this."
Dazed and spellbound, the little painter had no will left to resist.
She obediently followed him to the edge of the bed.
What followed was, naturally, the delightful interlude of conversation and admiring her legs.
The little painter wasn’t like the little hacker.
With her, haste was ill-advised.
Pushing for intimacy or cracking lewd jokes at the wrong moment would only shatter the delicate rapport they’d just built.
High-level players succeeded in one universal way:
[Doing only what fits the moment.]
Low-level players failed for countless reasons:
[Texting like a hurricane, bombarding with "bird-watching pics" and demanding "show me yours";]
[Meeting in person yet moving like a glacier, still stuck on poetry and philosophy after forty-nine dates;]
[...]
With a socially anxious artist like her, silence was unnecessary.
Even a few idle words made him the more socially adept one.
While Mo Shangying was still fetching their meal, Lin Yu seized the moment for another major task:
System Mall Draws!
After completing Mo Shangying’s urgent mission,
he’d accumulated 600 sect contribution points.
Combined with the two free draws gifted by the system—
that meant five consecutive spins!
Such a thrilling endeavor demanded a calm and comfortable setting.
Entering the draw interface, Lin Yu swiftly operated.
Five needles appeared on the phantom roulette, spinning wildly.
Before long—
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve obtained a treasure reward: Ghost Hand Talisman1!]
[Description: The ghost hand steals heaven’s secrets without form; it mimics techniques and seizes the profound. Use another’s skills to prove your supremacy.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve obtained a physical reward: Mortal Lacquerware!]
[Description: A mundane object from the mortal world, faintly echoing the splendor of a bygone dynasty.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve obtained an internal cultivation technique: Dreamwalking Art!]
[Description: Roaming the void in deepest dreams, crossing star-bridges to knock on heart’s doors. Pillow whispers steal worldly secrets, yet upon waking, no one lies beside.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve obtained a treasure reward: Nourishing Beauty Congee Recipe!]
[Description: Rosy cheeks defy frost’s touch; white hair reverses death’s grasp.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve obtained a secret art reward: Drunken Flower’s Chant!]
[Description: Behind bed curtains in the inner chamber, strong drink reveals the dragon-tiger’s vigor.]
Lin Yu took a deep breath,
forcing himself to stay composed.
With the little painter beside him, getting too excited would seem unbecoming.
Five draws in one go—it brought back the thrill of cracking open card packs,
the eternal hope of pulling a golden legend in a single pack.
Scanning the system logs,
the rewards followed the same pattern as before…
human rewards, inhuman descriptions.
Well then.
Time to deduce their meanings one by one.
Starting with the fifth:
The bold, straightforward description made it clear what [Drunken Flower’s Chant] was.
"Drunken" meant inebriated.
"Flower" referred to the sect’s fairest blossoms.
"Chant" was… well, moaning.
In layman’s terms: The more I drink, the louder you sing.
What a technique! What a treasure!
Fourth one:
Skip. No need for overanalysis.
Second one:
[Mortal Lacquerware] was a physical reward.
Right now,
Lin Yu could sense it—
In his system, there was a carved lacquerware plate.
To put it in layman's terms: it was most likely an antique, and a genuine one at that.
As for its value,
Lin Yu wasn’t sure, and the system didn’t provide any details either.
No matter.
There was still a mysterious antique expert in the apartment!
He could ask her to take a look—perhaps she could give him a good price.
Truthfully,
the rewards worth pondering were only the first and third.
【Ghost Hand Talisman1!】
Just the "x1" indicated that this talisman was a one-time consumable.
Judging by its description,
it seemed to be a talisman for stealing or replicating the skills of a sect companion.
Given Lin Yu’s current intimacy level with his sect companions, he could only see the attributes and skills of two of his dao companions.
The Ghost Hand Talisman needed to test two things:
First, whether it could "seize heaven’s fortune" from sect companions whose attributes and skills were invisible to him.
Second, for dao companions with multiple skills, whether the replication was targeted or random.
Finally, there was the third reward.
【Internal Cultivation Technique: Dreamwalk Art!】
At first glance, the name and description made the Dreamwalk Art the most puzzling reward, requiring the most effort to decipher.
But when Lin Yu checked his status panel,
the biggest mystery became an open secret.
【Internal Cultivation Technique: Dreamwalk Art (Beginner)】
【Can designate one dream target per night】
【Friendly reminder: Dreamwalk Art is an Earth-rank internal cultivation technique of this sect. Its effects will improve with the host’s overall strength and sect status. At the beginner stage, the type of dream cannot be specified.】
A system that spoke plainly could indeed cut straight to the heart of the matter.
In other words, for now, he could randomly designate one of his female roommates
to dream about him tonight.
As for what kind of dream it would be—that was entirely up to fate.
Of course,
it might also be connected to whatever happened during the day.
After all,
thoughts by day become dreams by night.
With that in mind,
Lin Yu couldn’t help but glance at the little artist beside him…
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
