Tang Yimian on the bed quickly realized what had just happened.
Flustered, she hurried over to Lin Yu, waving her hands haphazardly in the air:
"Ah, Lin Yu, I was just... Little Chi said you were on your way, so I thought I'd sit and wait for you."
"I-I didn’t expect to accidentally fall asleep!"
"Honestly, it’s so strange... I rarely dream, but just now I had one..."
"I dreamed the principal came to inspect my class, and I got so nervous that I—"
Lin Yu repeatedly waved his hands to stop Tang Yimian from continuing.
Given her storytelling style—which could span from "Emperor Qin unifying the six states to modern history"—
if he didn’t intervene in time, there was no telling how long she’d go on.
"It’s fine, it’s fine... just a little sore."
"Teacher Tang, do you have spare slippers in your room?"
Lin Yu asked, pursing his lips.
"Yes, yes! I’ll get them right away."
Tang Yimian rushed to the shoe rack to fetch slippers for Lin Yu.
If the bedroom floor was this damp, the bathroom was undoubtedly worse.
He had rushed upstairs in such a hurry that he hadn’t even changed his shoes.
If he trampled around carelessly, he’d likely end up like Little Chi—barefoot.
And he definitely didn’t want to walk home shoeless.
The "hardcore collision" with Tang Yimian had triggered the pop-up conditions for the information panel.
The last roommate in the apartment, long overdue, finally revealed her true sect identity.
[Tang Yimian]
[Age: 22]
[Sect Identity: Elder of the Transmission Hall]
[Intimacy Level with Host: 20% (Second Realm, Fleeting Acquaintance)]
[Number of Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): (Insufficient intimacy level with host, temporarily unavailable)]
[Attribute Skill: Art of Dissolution (Other details temporarily unavailable)]
[Other Information: (Host’s status too low, temporarily unavailable)]
[Current Missions:]
[Water Veil Barrier (Timed Mission): A cultivation mishap accidentally shattered the water veil barrier...]
[Mortal Guidance (Urgent Mission): The Elder’s reputation has long resonated across the Five Sects and Eight Wilds. Now, young outer disciples have temporarily gathered, awaiting the Elder’s guidance. However, the Elder is preoccupied with numerous tasks and remains unprepared.]
[Purchasing Talismans (Daily Mission): A mortal cultivator has achieved a breakthrough and deserves recognition. The hall’s stock of red-flower talismans is running low (requires purchasing small red flower stickers).]
[Hidden Ailment (Daily Mission): The Elder of the Transmission Hall, having long stood in the hall to impart the Sect Leader’s teachings, has developed chronic leg pain and urgently needs meridian therapy (massage treatment).]
Elder of the Transmission Hall...
A fitting title!
Despite the intimacy level being only at the Second Realm, he could actually see one of her attribute skills?
This was clearly intentional—meant for Lin Yu to see!
Art of Dissolution?
Why not call it the "Arts and Sciences Secret Technique" or "Star-Sucking Great Method"?
At a superficial guess, it likely meant the Elder was well-versed in various cultivation methods, rendering any enhancements from techniques or secret arts ineffective against her.
That would explain why he couldn’t dodge her headbutt.
As for her missions...
The known timed mission (fixing the pipes) and the two daily tasks were straightforward.
But the urgent mission, [Mortal Guidance], required some thought.
[Young outer disciples have temporarily gathered, awaiting the Elder’s guidance.]
Using the word "gathered" for young outer disciples definitely implied a group.
This probably referred to Tang Yimian’s students, right?
The word "temporarily" was also key.
It was currently summer vacation for elementary schoolers—there were no scheduled classes.
What could prompt a temporary gathering of kids?
Unlike high school, elementary schools didn’t cancel summer break, did they?
For now, he’d have to set this aside.
He’d need to interact with Teacher Tang later to hear what this was about.
At the moment, Lin Yu’s role was simple:
The handyman fixing the pipes in the beautiful teacher’s apartment!
Before long,
Lin Yu, wearing size-37 pink slippers with his heels sticking out, entered the bathroom.
After a thorough inspection of the shower pipes,
he found the valve knob was stripped, and a section of the cold-water plastic pipe was damaged.
This was such a minor repair job, it barely qualified as a fix.
In his past life, after Aunt Qimeng passed away, Lin Yu had lived alone for eleven years.
Aside from being a mediocre cook, he was adept at all sorts of household repairs and chores—handling them with ease.
"Senior, it’s just aging pipes and valves."
"Easy to fix. I’ll go grab replacement parts from the storage room."
"Wait for me—I’ll be right back to replace them."
After finishing his inspection, Lin Yu spoke to Tang Yimian, who stood anxiously at the bathroom door.
Tang Yimian, as if draped in a layer of melancholic expression effects, fretted:
"Is replacing them very troublesome? Maybe I should shower less often..."
"Have the other roommates never had this problem?"
"Is mine the only one that broke?"
"How much will the replacement cost?"
"Lin Yu, about the money... I’ll cover it..."
"Maybe I really did overuse it..."
From her very first word, Lin Yu had been shaking his head.
How could equipment wear and tear be blamed on her?
No matter how much you search for reasons within yourself, it shouldn’t have come to this.
Result.
Lin Yu found that waving his hand was utterly useless.
Once Tang Yimian started rambling from prehistoric times, it was nearly impossible to stop her with simple gestures.
Helpless.
Lin Yu had no choice but to grab Tang Yimian by the shoulders.
This method, at least, was straightforward and effective.
The moment she was grabbed, Tang Yimian’s attention instantly shifted to Lin Yu’s hands.
"Senior, girls should bathe more often—it’s a good habit."
"You don’t need to keep apologizing over and over… and over, nor blame yourself."
"Is taking baths wrong?"
Tang Yimian blinked, first pressing her lips tightly together before parting them slightly to whisper:
"I… I talk too much, don’t I?"
"Sorry, my old classmates and current coworkers all say that about me."
"Sometimes I…"
Feeling herself about to ramble again, she quickly sealed her lips.
Lin Yu’s heart clenched.
Sure, she talked a lot.
But he knew Tang Yimian meant no harm.
Her endless chatter was just her way of overanalyzing her own flaws.
A classic outward manifestation of anxiety.
Suddenly, Lin Yu realized his tone might have made Tang Yimian blame herself even more.
For a moment,
he felt a pang of guilt.
"Senior, you don’t…"
"talk too much!"
"I talk way more than you usually. I’m just a chatty person."
"Are people like us even wrong for that?"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—no amount of comfort compares to genuine understanding. The Elder of the Transmission Hall has resonated with the host!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, host! Your relationship with the Elder of the Transmission Hall has deepened, advancing to the third tier: "Close Friends and Neighbors"!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu: "???"
If he remembered correctly,
his intimacy level with Tang Yimian was only at 20% before—now it’s 30%!
Just one line—"people like us"—shot it up by ten whole points?
How is that even possible?
Just how badly did she need a friend who truly understood her?
"Junior Lin Yu, you… you’re really like me too?"
"I was worried you’d get annoyed listening to me ramble."
"You know, back in college, there was this girl from Pingchuan in my dorm."
"She told me…"
"……"
Lin Yu: "……"
Oh no.
This is trouble now.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
