The little girlfriend needs taking care of.
Preparatory sect friends must also be attended to.
Aside from the cheats Lin Yu obtained through his own efforts,
The daily buffs from sect members alone could propel him to godhood.
Excluding that damn fishnet nurse!
That cursed nurse adding pain sensitivity?
Just how much does she hate him in her heart?
Among the status effects, a few particularly noteworthy ones stand out.
The little artist's buff was only 50% yesterday, but today it skyrocketed to 150%!
Vision is an extremely important sense.
Lin Yu could distinctly feel this now.
Standing by the window looking down,
He could clearly see the pickled vegetable dangling from the mouth of an elderly man riding a bicycle on the street.
Lin Yu: "That old man's hardcore!"
A few more interactions like this,
And he might achieve "watching uncensored videos from a kilometer away."
If he could win her over,
Wouldn't he evolve to the conceptual level of "the heavens see all"?
If there were no additional tasks tonight,
The first target for dream infiltration would still be the little artist.
Life these days
Gets more promising by the minute.
After washing up,
Lin Yu hurried downstairs to the kitchen.
After searching around, he didn't see Aunt Qimeng?
Only to find a set of jianbing and a cup of soy milk left on the dining table.
The paper cup had a heart-shaped sticky note from Aunt Qimeng:
"Xiao Yu, the shop needs AC maintenance this morning. Remember to eat breakfast~~~ Chen Qimeng (smiley face)"
With Aunt Qimeng away,
This conveniently facilitated Lin Yu's next operation.
Because
This morning's kitchen would be requisitioned
To cook "Nourishing Beauty Spiritual Congee"!
Let's be reasonable—
A recipe that nourishes the body while including blood-replenishing ingredients like red dates and red beans
Surely shows more sincerity than directly serving a bowl of brown sugar water to Da Chi, right?
If you dare call it "spiritual cuisine,"
Yet can't even handle menstrual cramps, how embarrassing would that be?
Action followed words.
Lin Yu rummaged through the kitchen for the recipe's required ingredients.
The ingredients weren't complicated—
The challenge lay in heat control and proportions.
Opening cabinets and the fridge revealed everything needed.
Truly grateful to have a thrifty homemaker!
Usually,
Any food or ingredients Aunt Qimeng bought
Would achieve immortality upon entering the fridge—
Expiration dates became mere decorative numbers.
Every edible item in that fridge might as well be eternal!
With ingredients prepared and congee simmering,
Lin Yu multitasked while timing the cook.
He bought remote batteries at the convenience store, paid utilities at the property office, and topped up the electricity card.
En route,
He kept muttering:
"Such a hassle not having online payments."
[Ding!]
[Congratulations Host! Daily Quest "Tribute to Immortal Mountain" completed. Reward: 50 Sect Contribution, 30 Spirit Stones.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations Host! Daily Quest "Artifact Restoration" completed. Reward: 50 Sect Contribution, 30 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu noticed subtle changes in daily quests.
After promotion to Chief Sect Disciple,
Contribution rewards remained unchanged,
But Spirit Stones increased by 10.
Apparently, higher sect status gradually enhanced task rewards.
A favorable development indeed.
...
By 8 a.m.,
The Nourishing Beauty Spiritual Congee was finally ready!
Lin Yu portioned it into two small clay pots.
First stop:
Delivering one pot to the twins' first-floor bedroom.
"Knock knock knock!"
"Da Chi, Xiao Chi, good morning! Are you up?"
Polite knocking accompanied his inquiry.
"Xiao Lin? Wait a moment..."
Chi Qingchi's voice responded from within.
Followed by rustling sounds—
Likely hurried tidying.
Lin Yu understood.
A messy girls' room could traumatize unsuspecting boys,
Let alone one shared by two.
Click
After two minutes,
The door cracked open slightly.
Chi Qingchi's disheveled head peeked out:
"Xiao Lin, you— sniff— wow that smells amazing!"
The lidless pot released aromatic steam that overwhelmed the seasoned foodie.
Her starry eyes locked onto the congee:
"Is... is this for me and sis?!"
"Did Aunt Qimeng make it?"
Her hands already reached out greedily.
Lin Yu sidestepped skillfully:
"I made it. Specifically... for your sister."
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke! The fragrance-filled spiritual congee overwhelms Joyous Sect's Bell Envoy with culinary awe!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke! Delivering handcrafted spiritual cuisine to your dao companion's boudoir brings her immense joy!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
"Qingchi, invite Lin Yu in properly. Don't linger at the door... it's rude."
Chi Qingshui's voice sounded from the upper bunk—
Clearly not at her best.
She was probably in some pain now.
Entering the room,
Lin Yu avoided gawking like a country bumpkin.
His gaze went straight to the pale-faced Chi Qingshui on the top bunk.
She hid both hands under her blanket.
Initially avoiding his glance,
She eventually met his eyes upon remembering the congee's purpose:
"You can cook? Never heard about this before."
"Trying to bribe me for a favor?"
Maintaining her proud demeanor before her sister,
Lin Yu indulged her given the circumstances:
"Thanks for accompanying me to the hospital yesterday, and for the medicine."
"With Aunt Qimeng out this morning, I made some congee."
"The recipe came from an old Chinese medicine practitioner—nourishes vitality and replenishes blood."
Chi Qingchi nibbled her finger, eyes darting:
Sis just got her period, and Xiao Lin brings blood-nourishing hot congee?
Such perfect timing?
Sis gave him medicine yesterday?
Since when are they this close?
Hmm...
Her racing thoughts short-circuited as the aroma intoxicated her.
"Xiao Lin, no need to thank me!"
"Since sis is unwell, I'll accept this slurp—"
Saliva nearly escaped before she caught it with her palm.
Chi Qingshui nervously twisted her fingers under the blanket:
Him bringing blood-nourishing congee now...
A coincidence?
Or...
That inexplicable telepathy between "couples"?
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
