After checking his scores, Long Aotian celebrated by taking Hu Yuying out for three days of fun.
Amidst the joy and excitement, life gradually returned to its usual calm.
In the following days,
Hu Yuying was able to manage the stall on her own, keeping everything in order.
Meanwhile, Long Aotian took the opportunity to sign up for a driver's license test.
Having driven before his transmigration, getting a license in this world wasn’t particularly difficult for him, though it wasn’t exactly a walk in the park either.
Time always slips away unnoticed.
One day, Hu Yuying sat on a small stool, resting her chin on one hand as she gazed at the overcast sky. "I wonder how Long Aotian's test went today."
From the first to the third test, Long Aotian had passed each one effortlessly. Today, he was taking the fourth test. Although she knew he wouldn’t have any issues, she still couldn’t help but think about him and worry.
The mere thought of Long Aotian made Hu Yuying blush. She covered her face with both hands, feeling utterly embarrassed.
Boom!
The dark clouds in the sky flashed with lightning, followed by the rumble of thunder.
As a single raindrop hit the ground, countless others followed, forming a natural curtain of water.
Hu Yuying quickly picked up her stool and took shelter under the awning, also gathering most of the clothes on display.
The bustling marketplace, once crowded and noisy, soon quieted down as people hurried away.
The sky remained gloomy, with occasional thunder rolling in the distance.
The old awning, battered by the sudden downpour, soon began to leak, droplets of water falling here and there.
Feeling the cold drops on her skin, Hu Yuying shivered and sped up her packing.
"Damn, this rain is heavy..."
Long Aotian arrived on his bike, already drenched from head to toe.
"How did it go, Long Aotian?"
"When has your Long Aotian ever failed?"
Long Aotian shook off the water from his body, crouched down, and helped Hu Yuying pack up the goods.
Once everything was packed, the two found a dry spot under the awning and watched the endless rain.
The gloomy sky, the sound of raindrops hitting the awning and the ground—it was all strangely soothing, bringing a sense of calm to both body and mind.
"Long Aotian, do you want to change your clothes?" Hu Yuying asked, looking at his soaked figure. Without waiting for an answer, she had already found a set of clothes that fit his size.
Long Aotian had been wanting to change for a while but had hesitated because Hu Yuying was there.
Now that she had brought it up, and with the rain showing no signs of stopping, he didn’t refuse. After all, the feeling of wet clothes clinging to his skin was unbearable.
"Don’t peek, okay?" Long Aotian joked.
"Who, who would peek? I wouldn’t!" Hu Yuying exclaimed, covering her eyes with both hands.
Seeing this, Long Aotian walked to the back and began to change.
A faint blush crept onto Hu Yuying’s cheeks.
Through the gaps between her fingers, her bright, watery eyes blinked slightly.
She swallowed hard, not daring to let her gaze linger on any part of him for more than a second.
When Long Aotian finished changing and returned to her side, he was startled. "Are you okay?"
Her fair, delicate face was now flushed red, her damp eyes darting around as if she had a fever.
"I-I’m fine," Hu Yuying stammered, embarrassed.
Long Aotian touched her forehead—no fever.
He narrowed his eyes. "Did you peek while I was changing? Look how red you are."
This comment made Hu Yuying shake her head vigorously, like a cat caught in the act. "N-no, I didn’t peek."
"Really?"
At this, Hu Yuying’s already red face turned even redder.
Seeing her like this, Long Aotian couldn’t resist teasing her. "Tsk tsk, you little pervert."
Hu Yuying lowered her head, pressing her hands against her cheeks, trying to cool them down. "I-I’m not a pervert!"
"Greedy for money and lustful—what am I going to do with you?" Long Aotian chuckled, poking her forehead with his finger.
Hu Yuying stole a glance at Long Aotian, and their eyes met. Seeing her soft, shy expression, Long Aotian couldn’t help but laugh. Seeing him laugh, Hu Yuying also smiled.
The rain began to ease, and the vendors in the market had either left or were packing up.
Long Aotian and Hu Yuying decided to call it a day early.
After loading everything onto the cart, Hu Yuying sat down obediently. "Long Aotian, I’m ready."
"Let’s go, then."
He started the tricycle and headed toward the market exit.
But as luck would have it, the rain, which had started to lighten, suddenly grew heavier again.
"Long Aotian, it’s pouring again," Hu Yuying said, standing up and holding onto the cart with one hand while shielding Long Aotian’s head with the other.
"Hold on tight," Long Aotian said, speeding up.
They could find shelter from the rain, but the goods on the cart had nowhere to hide.
The heavy rain soon soaked their clothes.
Years later, this rainstorm would remain vivid in their memories.
Years later, whenever Hu Yuying thought of this day, she couldn’t help but smile, a hint of pride in her expression.
When they got home, Hu Yuying jumped off the cart and quickly opened the door for Long Aotian to drive inside.
After he entered, she shivered and locked the door behind them.
"Go change your clothes," Long Aotian said, pushing her toward the living room as she trembled from the cold.
He then headed to the kitchen.
Filling a pot with water, he lit the stove and began slicing ginger. Even as a grown man, he couldn’t help but shiver.
Once the water boiled, he added a bit of brown sugar to the ginger water.
As he walked into the living room, Hu Yuying emerged from the bedroom, now in dry clothes.
But even though she had changed, she was still shivering slightly from the cold.
"Drink some ginger tea first, then go lie down in your room. For lunch today, you’ll get to taste Long Aotian’s cooking."
Watching Long Aotian busy himself and care for her, Hu Yuying couldn’t help but smile. It felt good to be cared for.
"What are you spacing out for? Drink up," Long Aotian said, leaning down to see what she was so lost in thought about.
As Long Aotian suddenly leaned in close, Hu Yuying’s breath quickened. He was so close, too close.
Her mind went blank, and she forgot what she was about to say. Her heart raced uncontrollably.
In that moment, her body seemed to move on its own. She took a step forward, as if to close the distance between them.
Long Aotian, still leaning down, was caught off guard as Hu Yuying’s forehead bumped into his.
"Silly girl, does it hurt?" Long Aotian chuckled, amused by her dazed expression.
Just as he was about to straighten up and hand her the ginger tea,
her arms wrapped around his neck...
[That’s enough for today, hehehe...]
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
