Lin Yu froze on the spot: "!!!"
Holy crap?
What kind of plot twist is this?
The role Weiwei arranged for him was a freaking hyper-aggressive domestic abuser?
Is this really necessary!
What the hell is she doing!
Even if she really wanted him to act, she could have communicated with him beforehand.
Forcing him to wing it on the spot like this?
Pure improvisation!
What if Lin Yu's reaction was a bit slow and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm?
Wouldn't he just be left standing there looking dumb!
Besides.
Xia Yiwei's acting was so over-the-top...
Her movements were too contrived!
Not natural at all!
Who the heck would believe this?
"Hey!"
"What are you doing?"
"As a man, how can you hit a woman?"
"What kind of man are you?!"
Lei Siren immediately rushed to Xia Yiwei's side, wanting to help her up.
His resentful expression looked as if he was ready to rush up and fight Lin Yu at any moment.
Lin Yu: "..."
Heh.
He could!
Lei Siren actually believed it!
Brainless acting perfectly suited for a brainless person.
Did Brother Lei grow up locked in his house, never stepping outside?
A man-child?
Anyone with a bit of social experience would at least notice something fishy and harbor some doubts.
Yet his firm, disdainful expression showed absolutely no doubt, directly pinning the blame on Lin Yu!
No wonder the nurse sister dared to act like this.
It wasn't her problem.
It was the audience's standard that was too low!
Lin Yu really wanted to interrogate Lei Siren's soul on how he managed to survive this long.
But seeing Xia Yiwei cast a pleading look, asking him with her eyes to play along...
Lin Yu had to suppress the discomfort in his heart and take a deep breath.
Whatever.
If Young Master Lei was an obstacle Xia Yiwei had to overcome.
Then he was naturally a crucial part of Lin Yu's mission.
He'd just treat it as helping himself and play along with Xia Yiwei's nonsense for this meal.
"Stop pretending to be weak, stand up by yourself."
"I didn't even use force, do you still need someone to help you up, Xia Yiwei!"
Lin Yu said with a stern expression.
But his words made Xia Yiwei extremely excited!
[Ding!]
[Outstanding operation. The Holy Son's flawless disguise has made the Spirit Medicine Hall Elder feel deeply thrilled!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
Xia Yiwei: "!!!"
Spot on!
Way too spot on!
The little master's portrayal of a hyper-aggressive domestic abuser didn't look like acting at all!
She knew that bringing him here today would definitely shake off this sticky plaster, Lei Siren.
Before the meal even officially started, Xia Yiwei already felt confident.
Especially seeing that Lin Yu was willing to cooperate with her, she could easily proceed with her next moves.
Xia Yiwei quickly shook off Lei Siren's hand, rubbed her arm, and stood back beside Lin Yu.
She explained pitifully:
"Lei Siren, don't misunderstand, Lin Yu didn't hit me."
"I accidentally fell down myself, you really can't blame him."
"This is the boyfriend I mentioned to you on the phone yesterday, Lin Yu."
"He is a professional boxer!"
Lei Siren's eye twitched, but he still couldn't help saying:
"Weiwei, I clearly saw just now..."
Xia Yiwei quickly interrupted:
"No, you saw wrong, don't say anymore!"
Lin Yu looked coldly at Lei Siren: "..."
What the hell did you see?
Which eye saw it?
What day of the week did you see it?
How can you leave the house without your brain!
I really don't blame the nurse sister for deceiving you so ruthlessly, you just look so gullible.
Fortunately, Lin Yu didn't introduce himself just now, otherwise wouldn't his cover be blown?
He was even assigned the identity of a professional boxer!
"Weiwei, you... the boyfriend you found is too..."
Lei Siren didn't finish his sentence, smiling and shaking his head.
Lin Yu: "???"
He was actually amused?
Did he think that since Lin Yu had low moral character, he was more elegant and had the upper hand?
He couldn't hide anything in his heart!
Whatever wishful thinking he had, it was all reflected on his face.
It's fine to laugh secretly, why laugh out loud right in front of him?
Sigh.
Whatever, whatever.
If he expected Lei Siren to act like a normal person, it wouldn't be so easy for Lin Yu to pass this hurdle.
Since he had already entered the role, he might as well be dedicated and perform well until the end.
Lin Yu came to the empty seat and looked at the unpulled chair.
He turned his head, kept a straight face, and looked at Xia Yiwei beside him.
[Ding!]
[Outstanding operation. The Holy Son's masterful acting state has made the Spirit Medicine Hall Elder feel deeply admired!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
Xia Yiwei quickly pulled out the chair for Lin Yu and stood submissively behind him.
When Lin Yu sat down, she didn't forget to whisper:
"As expected of my master, your acting is simply amazing. I knew you could do it!"
Lin Yu felt a little smug inwardly.
Are you kidding!
How could he not put on a full act?
Since Lin Yu had agreed, he certainly wouldn't just go through the motions.
He had to do every step well and thoroughly establish the image.
Speaking of the nurse sister, she was really ruthless!
To actually use such a trick on Young Master Lei.
She wanted to let Young Master Lei see clearly that the unattainable flower he was pursuing was nothing but a girl who allowed herself to be beaten, scolded, and humiliated...
Hiss!
That was quite the vibe!
The nurse sister's range of knowledge was terrifyingly broad.
To dare to sabotage herself like this, it seemed she really resisted interacting with Lei Siren.
Not to mention her inner resistance.
Even Lin Yu felt a bit uncomfortable watching!
Anyway, he had inexplicably ended up at this dinner party.
He had to let Lei Siren have a good eye-opener.
"Weiwei, why don't you sit down so we can talk?"
"If you keep standing... how are we going to eat?"
Lei Siren looked at Xia Yiwei standing on the side and said gently, feeling quite heartbroken.
As a result.
He was met with silence.
Xia Yiwei was completely unmoved and continued to stand beside Lin Yu.
Lin Yu almost broke character and laughed.
If he had known Xia Yiwei's acting was this good.
He would have definitely dragged her over to participate when filming his assignments.
A natural-born talent!
She portrayed the pitiful and moving look vividly.
If others didn't know the situation, they would really think she had taken a lot of beatings and was afraid out of instinct.
Little did they know.
She was the mastermind behind it all.
Lin Yu adjusted his emotions, pulled out a chair beside him, and said:
"You can sit down to eat today."
Xia Yiwei nodded:
"Okay, thank you."
Lei Siren: "???"
The interaction between the two completely dumbfounded Lei Siren.
Was this still the Xia Yiwei he knew?
When he saw her at the Xia family's home, she was a girl who could tear the roof off!
Why was it that when she was beside Lin Yu...
She turned into this?
What on earth did this little man named Lin Yu do to Weiwei?
He became Weiwei's first boyfriend, yet he didn't freaking cherish her.
To actually treat her as...
No!
Even so, Lei Siren absolutely could not give up.
If he couldn't win Xia Yiwei over, wouldn't he completely lose his chance at the Xia family's fortune?
There was still time.
As long as he made Weiwei feel that his love was true love.
He would definitely be able to rescue Weiwei from Lin Yu's clutches!
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.”
