Lin Yu’s friendly greeting,
however, struck the competitive eater as a pointed provocation.
Lin Yu was seriously being wronged here.
He genuinely hadn’t meant to provoke anyone.
Sure, his temper hadn’t been the best lately.
But as long as no one messed with him first, he wouldn’t go looking for trouble.
Having a partner beside you who could eat and drink to their heart’s content with you—
Lin Yu was actually quite envious of this married couple.
Still,
a competition was a competition.
There had to be at least a little gunpowder in the air.
If everyone competed peacefully until the end and simply sorted out first, second, third, and fourth place, there wouldn’t be much excitement at the venue.
What the restaurant owner wanted to see, too, was the thrill of rivals chasing one another.
While Chi Qingchi went to order more skewers,
the owner picked up a microphone and began addressing all the contestants through the loudspeaker...
“Dear contestants!”
“Our first team to order more skewers has appeared!”
“Everyone, keep up the good work! This team originally ordered thirty skewers.”
“And before we’re even halfway through, they’ve added another five!”
The owner certainly knew how to fire up the crowd.
He directly announced Lin Yu and Chi Qingchi’s results.
The regular customers who had joined the contest just for fun immediately began talking among themselves:
“Hubby, do you know which team it is? Oh my god, it’s the couple outside who kissed each other on the forehead!”
“No way! Damn! That young couple is really that strong?”
“...”
“Babe, babe, did you see the pair ordering more skewers? Young people really do have good stamina—they can eat so much!”
“And the girl is so pretty, too, right? You were staring so hard your eyes nearly popped out!”
“...”
“Thirty skewers! And they’re ordering more? Is that even a human stomach?”
“My god, are they sure they won’t eat themselves sick?”
“...”
After ordering the extra skewers, Chi Qingchi ignored the surrounding comments and stares.
She hurried back to the small table she shared with Lin Yu.
A server would bring their skewers over shortly,
so there was no need for her to wait there.
On her way back to her seat, she happened to pass Big Sister-in-Law Competitive Eater, who was heading over to order more skewers.
“Eh?”
Chi Qingchi paused for a moment and looked toward the competitive eater couple’s table.
That scared her!
She had thought they had finished so quickly.
But there was still quite a lot left. They weren’t actually eating all that fast.
Yet they had chosen to order more under these circumstances.
It seemed Little Lin’s performance had put them under enormous pressure.
He was so impressive!
Chi Qingchi had never seen a man who could eat this much.
When it came to eating, she considered herself something of an authority—a seasoned foodie.
Of course,
she prioritized taste and didn’t obsessively pursue speed.
This was the first time she had seen someone eat skewers the way Lin Yu did.
The flavor must have been greatly compromised.
Forget about tasting good—
it was probably difficult even to swallow.
For an ordinary person, just a few pieces of meat soaked in water would be enough to kill their appetite.
And yet, just to help Chi Qingchi win the competition,
Little Lin was willing to go this far...
【Ding!】
【The Saint Son’s flawless performance has filled his Dao companion with deep gratitude!】
【Reward: Spirit Stones +100!】
The system notification sounded.
Lin Yu temporarily stopped stuffing meat into his mouth and quickly drank half a bottle of iced tea.
“Commander, I’m still waiting for you to help me draw some of their fire.”
“That competitive-eater couple might be about to go all out!”
“The two of us can’t give up so easily!”
Lin Yu’s use of “the two of us” made Chi Qingchi secretly delighted.
“Little Lin, you’re amazing!”
“Choosing you to compete really was the right decision.”
However—
Before Little Chi could celebrate too soon,
the owner’s voice rang out from inside the shop again…

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.”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”