Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao had gone out shopping, even dragging along Chen Ningshuang, Qin Qiaoqiao, and Bai Jie...
Though all these girls were Jiang Che's women, they got along surprisingly well.
Of course, the one who contributed the most to this harmony was Yu Wan'er!
This petite lolita had put in considerable effort to maintain peace in Jiang Che's harem, acting as the beloved mediator.
Yu Wan'er was incredibly adorable, with high emotional intelligence and a talent for acting cute.
No one could resist such a petite and coquettish little lolita—not even other girls.
Jiang Che wasn’t particularly worried about them being out and about.
After all, Chen Ningshuang and Dong'er were both martial arts masters—one at the mid-stage and the other at the peak. With such a luxurious lineup, unless a grandmaster showed up... there was no danger whatsoever.
......
At Shen Yu's doorstep.
No one was home. Shen Yu wore only a thin nightgown, her hair loosely cascading down, and her fair jade-like feet slipped into a pair of sandals.
She exuded an air of languid charm.
The young woman sat on the swing in her front yard, brooding over dinner.
Should she order takeout or attempt to cook herself?
Even a genius girl wasn’t skilled at everything—cooking, for instance, was her worst subject. The last time she tried, she nearly blew up the kitchen.
Resting on Shen Yu's lap was an orange tabby cat, resembling an oversized soybean.
Just then, a voice drifted into her ears.
“Miss Shen Yu, have you had dinner yet?”
The ghostly whisper made Shen Yu look around in confusion, but she couldn’t spot the speaker.
As she frowned, a hand suddenly gripped her leg—yet when she looked down, no one was there!
An ordinary person would have been scared out of their wits by this supernatural display, but Shen Yu remained remarkably calm.
“Jiang Che, I know it’s you.”
The moment she spoke, Jiang Che deactivated his invisibility and plopped down beside her, pulling her into his arms with a firm tug.
“Meow!!!”
The tabby cat yowled, its fur standing on end as if it had seen a ghost.
[Invisibility? How did he do it? Some kind of optical coating on his clothes?]
[But that shouldn’t achieve complete invisibility... right?]
Hearing Shen Yu’s inner monologue, Jiang Che grinned.
He’d just discovered a new way to tease her.
Oh, you’re a staunch rationalist, huh?
Then how would you explain an ancient martial artist's abilities?
The thought of a self-proclaimed science-respecting person watching someone ride a sword through the air... now that was hilarious.
Maybe someday, he could even teach Shen Yu to become an ancient martial artist herself.
“So? Impressed?”
Jiang Che’s hand rested on Shen Yu’s slender waist, already wandering.
He’d heard that Shen Yu had recently turned down an offer from Yan University and enrolled at Z University instead—now that was interesting.
What did that mean?
Little Yu’er was already hooked!
Of course, Jiang Che had to take the initiative.
“That was... invisibility?” Shen Yu asked, brows knitted.
Jiang Che snapped his fingers, grinning. “Bingo. Smart girl.”
He then shamelessly planted a kiss on her cheek.
Shen Yu stared at him with unwavering focus.
“How did you do it?”
Jiang Che chuckled. “My system, obviously. There’s a lot you don’t know yet.”
Shen Yu remained immune to his flirting—she was a purely logical person, not one to easily fall for such tricks.
“System...”
She nodded slightly. If it was a system, that explained it. Some kind of cutting-edge optical technology, tricking human vision to create the illusion of invisibility.
Tsk tsk, my apologies, Shen Yu. I really didn’t mean to outscore you. Did your system mission fail?
Jiang Che's tone dripped with green tea (fake innocence), enough to ruffle even Shen Yu's unshakable composure.
When she stayed silent, he doubled down.
“Yu’er, I heard you gave up Yan University for Z University? I knew you had feelings for me~”
Meeting Jiang Che had taught Shen Yu just how thick-skinned a person could be.
“Jiang Che, our relationship is purely transactional. You provide information, I provide physical intimacy. Let me make this clear—I will never fall in love with anyone.”
“Heh. The last person who said that is now utterly devoted to me.”
Jiang Che wasn’t bothered in the slightest.
Just look at Chen Ningshuang—she’d been just as stubborn at first.
Now? She dragged him into training every other day, too eager to improve!
Shen Yu didn’t respond. Her stomach growled.
“Gurgle—”
Perfect timing.
“You can leave now. I need to eat.”
Jiang Che’s lips curled into a scheming smile. He’d timed this visit precisely for dinner.
He was confident in his god-tier cooking skills—no one could resist it, not even Shen Yu.
“Perfect. As your boyfriend, I’ll cook us a candlelit dinner... and I’m staying the night.”
Shen Yu’s eye twitched. He was really testing her patience.
You can’t stay. It’s my period.
Jiang Che burst out laughing. “That excuse is weak. Your period ended four days ago.”
“You—!” Shen Yu was stunned. How did this man know her most private details?
“What can I say? I’m versed in medicine.”
Jiang Che wasn’t just boasting—his divine-tier traditional Chinese medicine skills were no joke.
Observation, Listening, Questioning, Diagnosis—something as simple as tracking a menstrual cycle was child's play.
“A hungry stomach is a stubborn foe. Gotta eat before we get to work.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Che barged into Shen Yu’s house, pulling her into the kitchen.
Soon, the aroma of cooking filled the air.
Want to win a woman’s heart? First, conquer her stomach. Understand her needs!
Shen Yu stood at the kitchen doorway, watching Jiang Che bustle about.
Her usually unshakable heart developed another tiny crack.
Shen Yu was indeed a creature of absolute logic, nearly incapable of falling in love—perhaps it was innate.
Her heart was encased in layers of concrete.
Yet Jiang Che hammered away at it relentlessly.
No matter how rational she was, she was still human.
True heartlessness was impossible.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
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
