Lin Yu feigned complete ignorance and asked directly:
"What are you talking about? How exactly do you want to meet up?"
"Is it *that* kind of date?"
His tone was laced with teasing.
After all, logically speaking, who wouldn't let their imagination run wild hearing that?
Shen Jiuyi's words were inherently ambiguous.
Lin Yu was actually being quite restrained.
If it had been any of the other guys in the apartment, the conversation would have already veered into explicit territory!
To his surprise, the straightforward Shen Jiuyi didn't try to make any excuses for herself.
She replied quite bluntly:
"Yes, and no."
"In any case, if you have time tomorrow, can we meet?"
"You'll be coming to Guihang tonight, right? I'll create an opportunity for us to meet then."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
*Hiss!*
Shen Jiuyi's words... packed a punch!
If you thought about it carefully, it was filled with suggestive implications.
He and Shen Jiuyi could have met openly.
Him going to Guihang or the Wubao Pavilion, with her being present, was perfectly normal, wasn't it?
Why would she need to specifically "create an opportunity"?
It could only mean one thing...
Shen Jiuyi wanted to meet him privately!
That meant the topic of conversation was naturally something that couldn't be shared with others.
Good, very good.
Lin Yu was extremely satisfied with the feedback from this dream intrusion.
It seemed that for future dream entries, he couldn't just aim for momentary gratification within the dream.
He also had to consider the actual impact it could bring to reality.
Although he had guessed Shen Jiuyi's intentions, Lin Yu was a master at playing dumb.
Under the circumstances, it was naturally better to keep feigning ignorance.
He spoke in a calm tone:
"Sure, see you tonight."
"But what's actually going on with you? Did you run into some trouble?"
"It's rare to see you needing help from others. Is it another metaphysical matter related to Purple Star Astrology?"
Lin Yu asked the questions as a formality.
If he didn't show even a little curiosity, it would inevitably seem suspicious.
Shen Jiuyi continued to answer straightforwardly:
"You could say that. You'll understand when we meet."
"Also..."
She hesitated!
At the very end, Shen Jiuyi showed a rare moment of hesitation.
Lin Yu didn't rush her, waiting for her to gather her thoughts.
After a dozen seconds or so, Shen Jiuyi continued:
"Forget it, it's better to say it in person."
"I really can't bring myself to say it over the phone."
"Sorry for disturbing your rest. I'm hanging up now."
*Beep, beep, beep...*
Without waiting for any response from Lin Yu, she simply hung up.
Lin Yu: "..."
That straightforward personality was truly something most people couldn't handle!
Holding his phone, Lin Yu returned to the bedside as quietly as possible.
The phone call hadn't disturbed Fang Xinran.
Ironically, it was his return—the bed creaking beneath him—that caused her to bolt upright instantly.
"Hmm? Xiaoyu, you... where did you go?"
"Did you go to the bathroom?"
Lin Yu patted Fang Xinran's shoulder and quickly pressed the half-asleep girl back down.
The subject of the next dream world was Fang Xinran herself.
If she didn't sleep, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
"I just went to the bathroom. It's nothing, lie down and keep resting!"
"It's still early. When we get up tomorrow morning, I'll make breakfast for you."
Lin Yu soothed her.
Fang Xinran nodded obediently and soon drifted back into dreamland.
...
7:00 AM.
[Ding!]
[Today is another day full of hope!]
[Please continue to explore the Path of the Red Dust, Host. Host~ strive to become the pillar of the sect!]
The familiar alarm was more effective than anything else.
It accurately pulled Lin Yu out of his slumber.
He had originally promised to prepare breakfast for Senior Sister Fang when he woke up.
However.
When Lin Yu opened his eyes, the sound of food bubbling on the stove was already filling the small room.
Senior Sister Fang, who had been sleeping beside him, had gotten up at some unknown hour.
After that much physical exertion yesterday, she could still get up so early today?
It truly impressed Lin Yu!
Lin Yu had been quite immersed in the last two dream worlds.
They were considered "bonus time" after two high-pressure dreams.
As a result.
He hadn't even noticed the movement beside him.
"Xiaoyu, you're awake!"
"The noodles will be ready soon, just wait a bit longer!"
Fang Xinran said full of energy.
Seeing Lin Yu get up, she immediately came over and brought him his clothes.
Such domestic virtue made Lin Yu truly reluctant to let Senior Sister Fang leave.
Lin Yu reached out and tucked a stray lock of hair behind Fang Xinran's ear.
Fang Xinran peacefully enjoyed the gesture, revealing a sweet smile.
In this moment.
It was as if they were a real couple living a mundane domestic life together.
Even if it was only for this one moment.
It made Fang Xinran exceptionally satisfied.
In the future, no matter where she went, whenever she thought of this scene.
She would likely feel a warmth from the bottom of her heart and smile.
"Hurry up and get dressed, don't laze around in bed."
"I still have a lot of things to mail back to my hometown today."
"After we eat, I won't have time to look after you!"
Fang Xinran patted Lin Yu's arm, reminding him.
Lin Yu opened his mouth, about to speak.
Fang Xinran added:
"Hey!"
"Let me state this upfront: I've packed everything, so I don't need any help."
"Boys are clumsy with everything. You might just make things worse trying to help."
"Hahaha, don't blame me for roasting you!"
With that.
Fang Xinran cheerfully ran off to the side.
Lin Yu watched her retreating figure but ultimately didn't say anything more.
He knew.
It wasn't that Fang Xinran didn't need help; she was afraid of him helping.
At this critical juncture, especially after the wild night they had just shared.
Any further interaction would only make the pain of separation more acute.
*Danshari*—decluttering one's life and letting go.
Everyone needed to do it; everyone had to face such choices.
What Fang Xinran was saying now was actually her way of setting a boundary for Lin Yu.
If Lin Yu said even one more word, it would be disrespectful to her resolve.
Silence was the best answer.
On a calm and ordinary morning, the two ate a breakfast symbolizing their parting in the rental apartment.
When leaving, Fang Xinran made a point to walk Lin Yu downstairs, then smiled and turned to walk back up alone.
As for what lay behind that smile, or what was hidden in the unseen stairwell.
Lin Yu did not try to uncover the mystery.
...
9:00 AM.
Lin Yu returned to the apartment.
His fellow sect members were already out hustling for their respective lives.
With a rare free morning, Lin Yu went alone to his bedroom and turned on his computer.
He still hadn't beaten the game Ying'er had designed specifically for him.
Whenever he had a bit of time, he had to grind through it as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, with so many endings, how long would it take to finish?
He didn't have much time left for gaming today.
At noon, there was still something important he had to do...
Go to Brother Biao's house for lunch!
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
