After Shen Nian finished eating two jelly cups, she leaned close to him. My QQ is already at level six, you know.
How is it so fast! Shen Nian gritted his teeth. If I had a phone, I would definitely be level six too.
Do you want to log into your QQ?
Yes, thank you.
You are welcome. Account... password... logged in.
Did anyone send me a message?
Nope.
That is fine, as long as I am logged in. I need to level up too.
Thinking of something, Shen Nian looked at Xia Yanchun, his dark eyes rolling slightly, and spoke softly.
Xia Yanchun, can you help me log in every day to get that mobile guru status?
Xia Yanchun froze for a moment, then turned her face away.
No.
I am begging you!
No way. I can only help my little brother log into QQ. Are you my little brother? If you call me big sister, only then will I help you log in. If you want me to log in every day, you have to call me that every day.
!
If she wanted a little brother so badly, why did she not just ask her parents to have one!
Shen Nian remained silent, the silence deafening.
A fierce battle was already raging in his mind.
QQ level... calling her big sister...
He weighed the pros and cons for a long time.
Shen Nian turned his head, pouted, and called out in a muffled voice.
Big sister...
That is for today. You still have to say it tomorrow.
Oh...
Knock, knock.
A knock came at the door, and Wen Zhingning walked in holding a plate of strawberries.
What are you two chatting about? Have some strawberries, they are super sweet.
Yay, Auntie Wen is the best!
Shen Nian completely forgot about his QQ level. He hopped over to Wen Zhingning's side, eating the strawberry tips in one bite and the bottoms in the next.
They were sweet and sour, incredibly delicious. Even though he had just eaten potato chips and jelly, Shen Nian could still easily put down several strawberries.
Eat slowly, and be careful not to bump into the corners while you play.
With that, Wen Zhingning stepped out of the room.
Stop eating, leave some for me.
Then I will leave one for you.
If you dare leave me that little, I will beat you up.
Xia Yanchun, protective of her food, pulled Shen Nian back.
Shen Nian had already eaten to his heart's content, feeling like he had hit the jackpot.
Do you want to play with toys?
No, I am going home.
What? You eat so much at my house and now you just want to go home, Xia Yanchun grumbled.
You will not let me go to someone else's house, and you will not let me go home. What else am I supposed to do?
Play at my house.
Your house is boring, and who wants to play with those toys of yours? They are nowhere near as fun as mine.
Well, I still have some Oreos...
Tch, I do not want to eat them.
Shen Nian was already full; right now, nothing could stop him in his tracks.
The internet cafe was calling his name.
Huh, you dropped some money. Xia Yanchun picked up the five-yuan bill that had fallen from Shen Nian's pocket. Do you need to bring money to play at a friend's house?
To buy spicy strips and water. Give it back.
Are you really planning to go to a friend's house? Xia Yanchun furrowed her little brows.
Yeah, I cannot even buy things? Shen Nian felt guilty, subconsciously lowering his gaze and scratching his cheek.
I thought you were lying to me and going to the internet cafe.
!!
Some of the boys in our class sneak off to the internet cafe. Do not go picking up their bad habits. Only adults can go to the internet cafe. When I went to buy something before, I even saw police officers going in to catch people!
!!!
Shen Nian swallowed hard.
Who do the police catch?
They catch kids. If kids get caught, they have to call their parents to come over, Xia Yanchun said seriously.
The teacher always said not to go to the internet cafe during safety education classes. Shen Nian clearly had not listened; he definitely sneaked snacks every time safety class rolled around.
Terrified, Shen Nian muttered, W-well, that has nothing to do with me. I am not planning to go to the internet cafe anyway, I just want to go to a friend's house.
So whose house are you planning to go to?
Peng Jiajia, Shen Nian blurted out a name randomly.
Did he ask you to come over?
No, I just want to go. Shen Nian shook his head, pushed her away, and backed up a bit. Why are you asking so many questions?
I am your big sister, I have to take care of you.
My foot you are.
Then I will not help you log into QQ.
You are, you are my big sister...
That is more like it. Xia Yanchun nodded smugly.
She polished off the rest of the strawberries, kicked off her shoes, climbed into bed, and fluffed up her little quilt.
It was already noon, and she planned to take a nap.
Outstanding students needed to cultivate good napping habits, after all.
Shen Nian, let us take a nap together!
No, I am not even tired. I am going home to play.
You are not allowed to go back. Xia Yanchun grabbed hold of him. You have to sleep too, build good habits.
You are so annoying, I hate you!
Xia Yanchun trembled, hugging him even tighter. Her little head peeked over his shoulder, pressing her weight onto him.
You are not allowed to hate me.
So what if I hate you? You are the most annoying.
Stop saying that. You have to say you like me.
I hate you the most.
Y-you are not allowed to hate me, hear me!
Ugh, let go of me, it hurts.
Xia Yanchun loosened her grip a bit, but still kept her arms around him.
They always used to nap like this before, why was Shen Nian refusing today...
He even said he hated her... so mean.
Xia Yanchun felt wronged. Her little brows drooped lower and lower, bending into a sad shape.
Little brothers were not allowed to hate their big sisters!
Sleep together... she repeated. When we wake up, I will give you a whole pack of Oreos, a brand new one.
I do not believe you, unless you take it out right now.
It is in the drawer, I swear I am not lying.
Then it is a deal. If you dare lie to me, I am really going to smack you.
Hehe, I am not lying this time. Go to sleep.
...
Shen Nian let her hold him as he lay down.
To show his resistance, he even pretended to accidentally press down on Xia Yanchun's hand, making her let out a soft groan of pain.
Satisfied.
Xia Yanchun embraced Shen Nian, noticing he felt a bit sweaty. Boys just sweat so easily.
But that was okay.
Do not hug me while sleeping, I cannot breathe.
What is wrong with a hug? For the sake of a whole pack of Oreos, just let me hug you for a bit!
...
Shen Nian stopped talking.
Since Xia Yanchun put it that way, for the sake of the Oreos, he would let this girl who always wanted to be his big sister hug him.
Just this once. Next time she wanted a hug, she would have to bring another pack of Oreos.
However, being held like this made it really hard for him to fall asleep.
Tossing and turning, Shen Nian managed to awkwardly roll over, turning his back to her.
Heh, it was exactly this annoying side of Xia Yanchun that he hated the most.
He could never possibly like Xia Yanchun. She was incredibly annoying; whoever liked her was in for a lifetime of suffering.
(After much thought, I decided to include Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun's previously unmentioned past in the main story. As for the extra chapters after completion, I will write some plots outside of Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun.)
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
