The next morning.
Long Aotian watched as Hu Yuying carefully repackaged the hanfu. He propped his head up with his hand and asked, "There should be other outfits in the hanfu club, right?"
"I think white suits you better. You look like a little fairy in it."
Hu Yuying got up and shot him a mock scolding glance. "Don't even think about it, you despicable, lying bad man who likes to trick me!"
"Then you’ll be sleeping alone tonight."
At the same time, she felt a little regretful. If only she hadn’t told Long Ge about the hanfu.
"Wrong."
"Even if it’s wrong, it’s not allowed!"
He had taken all the advantages, so even if she was wrong, it was still not okay!
With that, she snorted lightly and left the room, heading to the room where Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning were staying.
She knocked on the door and went inside.
The two of them were still lying together under one blanket, fast asleep.
Hearing the door open, Lin Wanning opened her eyes and glanced over. Seeing it was Hu Yuying, she reached out her hand.
After Hu Yuying took her hand, Lin Wanning lazily asked, "Sister, why are you up so early?"
Hu Yuying replied with a sour tone, "It’s all because of Long Aotian."
Early in the morning, he had pointed that thing at her, demanding she surrender quickly or else he wouldn’t be merciful.
Before long, he had already roused her from sleep.
She glanced at the clock—it was just a little past six, and it was still dark outside.
She really wanted to bite him to death. She didn’t understand how someone his age could have so much energy—it couldn’t be good for him.
Hearing it was because of her brother, Lin Wanning chuckled and shifted her body inward. When they bought the bed, it was big enough for the three of them to lie down comfortably.
"Do you want to sleep here for a while?"
It was still early, and there was no early class today. Lying down for a bit was nice—at least here, she wouldn’t have to deal with Long Ge, who liked to mess with her when bored.
Snuggling under the blanket, feeling warm and cozy, Hu Yuying stretched contentedly.
"You sleep a bit longer, Sister. I set an alarm. When it goes off, I’ll wake you."
In a daze, Li Qingxue saw Hu Yuying and snuggled into her arms with a whimper, "Sister, why are you here? Did that bad guy Long Aotian try to do something to you again?"
"Yeah, he’s the worst. Stay and sleep with Sister a bit longer."
As they spoke, Li Qingxue gradually woke up.
Since none of them felt sleepy, the three chatted for a while and played around, feeling quite carefree and happy.
"How much have you all written?"
Hu Yuying opened her phone and glanced at the word count for the past couple of days: "I’ve only written ten thousand words."
"I’ve written more—twenty thousand words."
"I’ve only done twelve thousand," Li Qingxue said, then opened a short message on the site. "By the way, did you guys get this?"
"Yes, but haven’t you been pretty busy lately? I’m worried if I sign a contract now, I’ll have to stop updating, so I’m planning to wait until after the event."
"I was actually going to sign yesterday, but then I agreed to help out at the hanfu club."
"Let me see, Sister," Lin Wanning wanted to take a look at what Hu Yuying had written.
"How about we exchange and read each other’s work?"
Even if they didn’t agree now, once the contract was signed and the book was published, others would see it anyway. It was better to exchange now and take a look.
“Let me say this first—you’re not allowed to laugh at me after reading. I’m not a very good writer,” Li Qingxue said, warning them that if they disagreed, she wouldn’t share her work.
The three of them exchanged their phones.
Through each other’s writing, they learned how they had each met and gotten to know Long Aotian.
Their writing was all quite naive, but because the stories were about themselves, even the simplest words, without any embellishments, managed to draw them in, making them eager to read on.
When Lin Wanneng saw the novel Li Qingxue had written, she couldn’t help but scoff, “You used to be heartbroken over Ye Liangchen?”
A little note popped up on the screen:
“Can’t find the book by title? Try searching by author—maybe it was renamed!”
Li Qingxue was speechless. “I told you not to laugh at me!”
“I’m telling you, Ye Liangchen wasn’t like that before,” Li Qingxue tried to explain, though she didn’t really know how. The Ye Liangchen of now was completely different from the Ye Liangchen of the past.
“If you laugh at me, I won’t let you read anymore.”
Hearing this, Lin Wanneng promised she wouldn’t laugh.
Just then, Li Qingxue, holding Hu Yuying’s phone, saw a message from Long Aotian.
“Ying, Long Aotian is going out to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?”
Li Qingxue handed the phone back to Hu Yuying as she spoke.
“What do you guys want?”
“Anything’s fine. We’re not picky.”
Soon, Long Aotian sent another message saying breakfast was on its way back.
Hu Yuying got up and opened the door. Not far away, Long Aotian was carrying bags of breakfast.
“Aren’t you guys getting up yet?” Long Aotian asked.
“Our beds are so warm, we don’t want to get up just yet.”
“I already apologized. I’ll come back tonight,” Long Aotian said, taking advantage of Hu Yuying grabbing the breakfast to pull her into his arms.
“Let go quickly, or Qingxue and Wanneng will see us.”
“If they see, they see. I’ve got thick skin—I don’t care at all.”
Faced with Long Aotian’s playful stubbornness, Hu Yuying had no choice. “Alright, alright. I’ll wait for you tonight. Can you let me go now?”
“Did you forget something?” Long Aotian asked, pointing to the corner of his mouth.
mua~
“Always finding new ways to take advantage of me,” Hu Yuying said shyly after the kiss, about to leave.
“I just like taking advantage of you.”
Hearing Long Aotian’s words behind her, Hu Yuying didn’t turn around, but the slight smile on her lips showed her mood was quite good.
...
After sending away the woman who had spent the night, Gao Quan couldn’t wait to knock on Ye Liangchen’s door.
He wanted to share the good news with Ye Liangchen!
If it weren’t for Ye Liangchen taking him to the bar, he wouldn’t have been able to pick up a girl. After being single for nineteen years, he finally transformed that night!
Seeing the door unlocked, Gao Quan pushed it open.
He saw Ye Liangchen lying shirtless with Xue Shaohua.
Xue Shaohua was even resting her head on Ye Liangchen’s arm...
Startled by the noise, Ye Liangchen and Gao Quan exchanged shocked glances.
In an instant, Ye Liangchen thought of an excuse: “I drank too much last night. Renting an extra room would’ve been a waste of money, so I just stayed with Xue Shaohua for the night.”
“What’s going on?”
Gao Quan found Ye Liangchen’s explanation somewhat reasonable.
Unable to wait any longer, he eagerly told Ye Liangchen that last night, he had completely transformed into a man!
“Quan, remember this: as long as you stick with Brother Chen, Brother Chen will never let you down!”
“I promised I’d take you flying.”
Seeing the joy and trust shining in Gao Quan’s eyes, Ye Liangchen smiled and said, “Go downstairs and grab me some breakfast. I drank a bit too much last night and now my head hurts.”
Watching Gao Quan leave, Ye Liangchen turned his gaze to Xue Shaohua, who was still sound asleep. Was he really that impressive last night? He didn’t even wake up!
With that thought, a sly smile curled on Ye Liangchen’s lips.
Glancing at the time, two minutes would be just enough to finish the “battle” before Gao Quan returned. Heh heh...
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
