19:00.
Qin Luo and the others gathered around the coffee table in the living room. On the table was a simple spinning wheel with the names of the five people present written on it.
"Spin the wheel. When the pointer lands on someone's name,"
"That person can choose either 'Truth' or 'Dare.' After taking a sip of red wine, they must complete the challenge."
"Any questions?"
After reading the rules, Qin Luo looked at the other four.
They exchanged glances and then shook their heads.
"Good, then I'll start."
As he spoke, Qin Luo spun the wheel.
When the pointer began to rotate,
Qin Luo could clearly sense that the atmosphere in the room had changed.
Su Muwan looked serious, her hands tightly clenched.
Sss...
She took a light breath, her gaze focused.
This game... isn't for us. It's... for you!
Forgive me, Qin Luo. This is all for love!
Yan Qiuyue also watched the wheel nervously as the pointer spun rapidly, passing over their names repeatedly.
Gulp...
She swallowed hard.
Even though it's not my love life, why am I feeling so inexplicably tense?
Su Bailian sat upright, her eyes fixed on the pointer.
Come on, let's see what's really going on here!
Zhu Lan flipped through a strategy guide, realizing that this game seemed to rely purely on luck.
Qin Luo was slightly puzzled. What's going on?
It's just a small game. Why is everyone acting so serious?
The pointer began to slow down and finally stopped on... Su Muwan's name!
Qin Luo nodded, then looked at Su Muwan with a mischievous smile. "Miss Su, this isn't my fault, you know."
"Choose—Truth or Dare?"
Yan Qiuyue's pupils shrank as she turned to look at Su Muwan. "Muwan, this..."
Why did the pointer land on Su Muwan?
However,
Su Muwan remained calm, raising an eyebrow and letting out a soft hum. "Truth."
As she spoke, she picked up a small card.
Everyone looked at it.
Written on it was:
[What is your favorite sweet treat?]
Such a simple question?
Yan Qiuyue was stunned, but seeing Su Muwan's composed expression, she suddenly understood.
So that's it!
Su Bailian also smirked, laughing inwardly.
I see. To keep Qin Luo from realizing this game was set up for him, you deliberately made sure you were the first to complete the challenge.
Well played, Su Muwan...
Hmph! Exactly!
Su Muwan smiled confidently. Come on, I'm not an idiot.
Even if it's just a game, I have to give it my all to keep Qin Luo from noticing anything unusual!
With that thought, Su Muwan picked up an empty wine glass and handed it to Qin Luo. "Fill it up!"
Glug, glug, glug—it was filled.
"Gulp~"
Su Muwan took a small sip, the smooth texture rolling from her tongue down her throat.
If she had to describe the feeling, Su Muwan thought... why does it feel a bit fiery?
She set the glass down, her face slightly flushed but nothing too noticeable.
Then she looked at Qin Luo, the corners of her lips curling up slightly. "My favorite sweet treat is cream puffs."
She tossed the card aside and leaned back on the sofa, crossing her arms with a light laugh. "Your turn, Qin Luo."
Qin Luo nodded.
He made a mental note of this.
Just as he had observed and guessed, Miss Su's favorite sweet treat was indeed cream puffs.
The pointer spun again.
This time, it landed on Yan Qiuyue.
Su Muwan chuckled. "Qiuyue, Truth or Dare?"
Yan Qiuyue thought for a moment, then raised an eyebrow. "Truth."
She picked up a card, and the question read:
[Describe the strangest thing you've ever done.]
"What kind of question is this?"
Yan Qiuyue was a bit speechless, but after taking a sip of red wine, she spoke with a tipsy blush, "The strangest thing I've done is probably when I was a kid. I used to stare at myself in the mirror, completely mesmerized."
"I kept thinking, 'Isn't this the face of a born diva?'... Hey! What's with those looks?"
As she spoke, Yan Qiuyue couldn't hold back anymore.
She glared at the others, who were looking at her with strange expressions.
"Didn't you say we had to tell the truth? I'm not lying!"
The other four smiled without saying a word.
"Hey!"
The game continued.
Yan Qiuyue sat there, annoyed, while Su Muwan tried to comfort her. "Calm down, calm down. We're not sore losers, right?"
"Right, Miss Diva? Hehehe!!"
"You!"
Yan Qiuyue glared at Su Muwan, gritting her teeth.
My heart is broken, folks!
What's wrong with being a diva?
"I'll keep going."
Qin Luo cleared his throat and spun the wheel again.
The pointer began to rotate.
This time, it landed on Zhu Lan's name.
"Me! I choose T-Truth!"
Zhu Lan, playing for the first time, seemed nervous. She shakily took a sip of red wine.
Her face immediately turned red.
The question was:
[How many friends do you have?]
This was a normal and simple question, something most people could answer easily.
Su Muwan nodded. To accommodate Zhu Lan, they had prepared this question specifically for her.
The other four looked at her.
But...
The moment Zhu Lan saw the question, she froze.
She clutched the card, her grip tightening.
Her head drooped low, her voice dark. "N-none..."
The atmosphere instantly turned gloomy.
"I... I want to make friends, but they just call me 'the freak with super strength.'"
"I! I!"
"I want friends too. I want to live a normal life, waaah!!"
Zhu Lan became more and more emotional as she spoke.
Su Muwan quickly comforted her. "Zhu Lan, don't be like this. You have us, right? We're your friends!"
"Waaah..."
The group began to console her.
After a moment, Qin Luo cleared his throat. "Let's continue!"
The pointer spun again.
This time, it landed on Su Bailian.
Su Bailian, seeing this, smiled confidently. "Truth."
She had figured it out. To keep Qin Luo from noticing anything unusual,
Su Muwan had likely made sure the earlier questions were all very normal.
Thinking this, she picked up a card.
[Do you think people around you would describe you as a pure and innocent sweetheart?]
Su Bailian took a small sip of red wine, then smiled confidently. "Absolutely!!"
After answering, she looked at the others.
Qin Luo: "Is this a joke?"
Su Muwan gave Su Bailian a look of disbelief. "Where's your shame?"
Su Bailian: Huh??
The game continued, the pointer spinning again and again. Everyone present had answered a few questions by now.
But perhaps Qin Luo was just too lucky—he hadn't been chosen by the pointer yet.
Swish, swish!
Until this time...
The pointer came to a steady stop on Qin Luo's name.
The room fell into a brief silence.
Su Muwan sat up straight. Whether it was because of the alcohol or not, her face was now slightly flushed.
Hmm... my head feels dizzy, but I've only had one glass...
Su Muwan shook her head. Whatever!
She took a deep breath, then blinked at Qin Luo. "Qin Luo, Truth or Dare?"
Here it comes!
Yan Qiuyue looked serious, and Su Bailian sat up straight.
It's here! Finally, it's here!
The moment to figure out how Qin Luo really feels about Su Muwan is here!
Qin Luo shrugged, picking up a Dare card. "Since no one's picked Dare yet, I'll go with that."
He had initially thought this Truth or Dare game might be rigged, given how Su Muwan had been acting a bit off.
But now, seeing that the questions were all pretty normal,
He figured it was fine. So this Dare card must also be...
[Use your fingertip to dip into the red wine and draw a small goldfish on the collarbone of the person next to you.]
Qin Luo: ?
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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?”
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.”
