Chi Qingshui's heart was restless.
Yet on the surface, she maintained a poker face:
"Lin Yu, as classmates and roommates, helping each other is only natural."
"I can hardly imagine what your porridge might taste like."
"But still, thanks. Now we're even."
Lin Yu almost felt like applauding Chi Qingshui's flawless performance.
Oh really?
Still playing tough, huh?
Who was it last night calling out "hubby" so eagerly?
And now pretending to be just an ordinary classmate!
Lin Yu didn’t expose her, continuing amiably:
"Big Chi, my cooking skills are actually great. You just don’t know me well enough."
"You seem really uncomfortable right now."
"Maybe... drinking this will give you some magical energy!"
Chi Qingchi circled around to face Lin Yu:
"For you, I’ve turned into a werewolf~"
"For you, I’ve gone mad with passion~"
Lin Yu: "..."
Chi Qingshui: "..."
"Let me try it first—I’ll take one for the team."
"With such a full pot, there’s definitely enough for two."
"Thanks, Xiao Lin, for thinking of me~"
Chi Qingchi certainly knew how to sweet-talk.
Without waiting for a response, she reached for the small clay pot in Lin Yu’s hands.
This time, Lin Yu didn’t refuse.
Though the pot was small, it was more than enough for two girls.
When it came to food, Chi Qingchi was quick to act.
After setting the pot down, she swiftly pulled out their lunch boxes and utensils,
portioning Lin Yu’s porridge into their containers.
Lin Yu: "Careful, it might be hot. Take it slow—"
Chi Qingchi: "Huff~ Huff~"
The little shut-in completely ignored Lin Yu’s warning, scooping up a spoonful.
A quick blow—infusing it with soul—then the first bite...
Instantly, the room filled with soft, blissful sounds:
"Mmm~ Huff~ Uhn~"
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Daily Quest "Meal Request (Eight-Treasure Porridge)" completed! Reward: 50 Sect Contribution Points, 30 Spirit Stones!]
Oh?
An unexpected bonus.
She’d unknowingly completed a daily quest tied to the little shut-in.
This was something Lin Yu hadn’t anticipated.
Thanks to the reminder, Lin Yu quickly pulled up the sisters’ info panels:
[Chi Qingchi]
[Age: 20]
[Sect Status: Bell Envoy of the Joyous Sect]
[Intimacy Level with Host: 41% (Fourth Realm, Silent Understanding)]
[Number of Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): (Insufficient intimacy to view)]
[Attribute Skills: (Host’s status too low to view)]
[Other Info: (Host’s status too low to view)]
[Current Quests:]
[Meal Request (Daily Quest): Taste mortal-world delicacies to satisfy cravings and aid cultivation. Consume "Street Stall Fried Chicken Cutlet."]
[Meal Request (Daily Quest): Taste mortal-world delicacies to satisfy cravings and aid cultivation. Consume "Takoyaki."]
[Meal Request (Daily Quest): Taste mortal-world delicacies to satisfy cravings and aid cultivation. Consume "Grilled Sausage."]
[Feminine Protection (Daily Quest): Even cultivators bleed monthly. Secure protective gear—purchase "Overnight Sanitary Pads."]
[...]
[Chi Qingshui]
[Age: 20]
[Sect Status: Library Elder]
[Intimacy Level with Host: 75% (Seventh Realm, Entwined Affection)]
[Number of Dao Companions: 1 (Soul Cultivation)/0 (Body Cultivation)]
[Attribute Skills: Mortal Reflection (Beginner), Bookish Dao Physique (Mastered)]
[Other Info: Soul Dao Companion (Lin Yu)]
[Current Quests:]
[Monthly Dao Companion Trial (Urgent Quest): At the start of each month’s ordeal...]
[Book Collection (Daily Quest): Expand literary horizons—purchase "Photography: Light and Shadow Composition Theory."]
[Book Collection (Daily Quest): Expand literary horizons—purchase "Photography: Practical Applications of the Golden Ratio."]
[Feminine Protection (Daily Quest): Even cultivators bleed monthly... Purchase "Overnight Sanitary Pads."]
[...]
Truly twins.
Not only mentally in sync but physically too.
Everything happens together—how synchronized can you get?
Yet their reactions were polar opposites.
Big Chi, bedridden in misery.
Little Chi, devouring the porridge with gusto.
Buying pads...
Though Lin Yu was a man reborn, he had no psychological hang-ups about such things.
The real challenge was delivering them plausibly.
This wasn’t some cliché school novel where—
Oh no, her skirt’s stained during PE! Cue the gallant hero buying pads discreetly!
This was reality.
They had hands and legs—why would they need him to buy them?
The past two days’ quest refreshes had given Lin Yu a rough grasp of the system’s rules.
Public tasks within the apartment automatically updated in his quest log at dawn.
Special limited-time and urgent quests worked the same way.
Meanwhile, each sect member had their own daily needs.
To understand what tasks they might have that could help boost stats, I'd need to observe them in person to find out.
Daily tasks, though...
Dripping water wears through stone—little by little does the trick.
If you can casually complete them, don't skip them.
By the time Lin Yu finished reading and snapped back to reality...
"Haa..."
Chi Qingchi exhaled a long, steamy breath.
The spiritual congee in the meal box had been completely devoured.
She rubbed her warm, full belly, her sly eyes fixed unblinkingly on her sister's meal box.
With ordinary food,
she wouldn’t even glance at her sister’s portion.
But Lin Yu’s congee was different...
Sweet, fragrant, soothing to the stomach—utterly irresistible.
Who knew what magical ingredients he’d added?
On a morning when her mouth felt dry and bitter, she couldn’t stop drinking it!
One box down, and she was already craving more.
Chi Qingchi looked up. "Sis, it’s actually not that great. So... maybe...?"
Chi Qingshui: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
Couldn’t she at least wipe the congee stains off her lips before lying?
Chugging it down so eagerly—
how did it not burn her vocal cords?
"Not that great," yet she practically chugged it?
While mentally complaining, Lin Yu didn’t forget to observe Chi Qingchi’s reaction.
Aside from her flushed cheeks and slightly improved complexion, there didn’t seem to be any other noticeable changes.
Spiritual cuisine still couldn’t compare to wall-climbing elixirs.
Chi Qingchi kept staring at the other box of congee. "Sis, this one..."
Chi Qingshui cut her off bluntly. "No."
Chi Qingchi blinked, her big eyes full of confusion. "???"
Chi Qingshui averted her gaze. "..."
Normally,
when it came to snacks or treats at home,
Chi Qingchi could always win her sister over with a little bit of acting spoiled.
Today, though, when her sister was supposedly in pain and had no appetite...
She actually said no?
Chi Qingshui avoided her sister’s gaze,
afraid that prolonged eye contact would reveal the little secret in her heart.
How could she let her sister drink all the congee Lin Yu had personally made for her?
Especially right in front of him—
that was absolutely out of the question!
Chi Qingshui threw off the blanket, ready to force herself out of bed to take a few bites.
But before she could move, Lin Yu had already extended the meal box toward her.
"If you’re not feeling well, don’t push yourself."
"Be careful—grab some tissues first, so you don’t spill any on the bed or blankets."
For Chi Qingchi, who was already in peak condition, drinking it had been pure bliss.
But what would happen if Chi Qingshui, in her terrible state, drank it?
Lin Yu was dying to find out.
This was both an act of care and a grand experiment.
Little genius...
Please, just drink it!
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