That night.
The "Sky Dream Tree" in Jiang City quickly soared to the top of the hot search.
And everyone got to know the meaning behind Sky Dream Flowers.
The Sky Dream Flower, symbolizing love.
Who on earth could be so extravagant? Using Sky Dream Flowers for romance?
Netizens were constantly guessing. The person who could make the ancient sword Villa (Gujianshanzhuang) and Bai Yunfeng and others go all out must be someone with extraordinary strength, status, and reputation!
Therefore!
It definitely wouldn't be Su Muwan.
After all, it's known far and wide that the arrogant swordsmen would rather die than be coerced.
Unless... it involved their idol, Li Xuanfeng.
But Li Xuanfeng had been out of the public eye for a long time, leading people to speculate if he was dead.
But... tonight, they realized.
Li Xuanfeng wasn't dead; he was just traveling!
Look, this must be Li Xuanfeng repaying a favor during his travels.
That's why he hired Gujianshanzhuang disciples to help someone with their romance!
Everyone exclaimed: Who has such face?!
In the Su Family Villa.
In the living room.
"Didn't I punch Li Xuanfeng to death with one punch?"
"How did you even convince Gujianshanzhuang to come?"
"And you, honestly, did you take that leave to set up the Sky Dream Tree?"
After mutually confessing their feelings.
Su Muwan stopped pretending.
She leaned in Qin Luo's arms and forcefully grabbed his hand to study it.
While studying, she interrogated him with a cutely adorable tone, in Qin Luo's eyes.
Qin Luo thought for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Really smart. That day, I originally planned to take my time and prepare slowly."
"But..."
Pausing.
Su Muwan felt puzzled hearing this and looked up at Qin Luo, "But what?"
Qin Luo pulled his hand back from Su Muwan and pinched her tender cheeks, smiling, "But then I suddenly felt someone calling out—come and keep me company, come and keep me company—so I had to speed things up, didn't I~"
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan blushed, instantly understanding what Qin Luo meant.
However!
"Even a mere Qin Luo has his moments of decency!"
Su Muwan said happily, letting Qin Luo pinch her cheeks as she leaned forward, moving closer to Qin Luo.
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she looked at him, "Qin Luo, let's kiss again."
"?"
Qin Luo was stunned, looking at Su Muwan's plump lips, he swallowed hard.
Then, pretending to be restrained, he said, "We've already kissed before..."
"One isn't enough!"
Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo.
We've finally gotten together; do you think I'm playing house with you?
This has to satisfy my desires first!
Pfft!
Anyway! I don't care if we've kissed or not!
Thinking this, she grinned and grabbed both of Qin Luo's wrists, then mimicked a scene from a dream, "Xiaoluoluo, since I've caught you, I won't let you run away~"
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
"......"
Qin Luo just smiled and looked at Su Muwan without speaking.
?
"What? Why aren't you blushing and whining helplessly?"
Su Muwan blushed, how was she supposed to continue acting like this?
The next moment.
"Yah!"
Qin Luo broke free, turned things around, and grabbed Su Muwan's wrist.
Under her trembling gaze, Qin Luo wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer until she could feel his warm breath.
Qin Luo's corner of his mouth lifted slightly, his voice low and magnetic: "If the young lady enjoys this kind of play, then it's a coincidence, I don't mind acting it out a few more times."
Thump! Thump! Thump!
In an instant, Su Muwan's eyes trembled, feeling like a deer in headlights. She had never seen such a dominant and possessive side of Qin Luo.
And... and... I'm just talking big, don't take it seriously!
Ugh!
Su Muwan was so embarrassed she wanted to close her eyes.
"I! I was just joking with you, Qin Luo!"
"Don't do this!"
Su Muwan tried to make Qin Luo calm down.
But.
Qin Luo's intense and focused gaze seemed to melt her completely.
He moved closer, whispering softly, "Now, it's your turn to blush and whimper helplessly."
As the words fell,
"Mmm—!"
Su Muwan's pupils shrank, her face red as if it could drip water.
Was he... really kissing her?
Qin Luo's kiss seemed to turn all her resistance into nothingness.
Where was the little milk dog I was expecting?
This was no little milk dog!
Time passed.
Su Muwan's hands had relaxed unconsciously, gently resting on Qin Luo's neck.
One cycle, two cycles, three cycles...
Within one second, qi circulated three cycles through her body.
Wow... such efficient cultivation speed...
Could Qin Luo be a furnace body?
Su Muwan's mind began to wander.
Meanwhile, Qin Luo thought...
Hmm?
Why can't I seem to let go now?
Unknown to how much time had passed.
The two slowly parted, Su Muwan's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, her eyes dazed.
Qin Luo gently stroked her cheeks, his voice deep and tender: "Young lady, are you satisfied?"
Su Muwan shyly nodded, not speaking, just looking at Qin Luo.
As she looked, she buried her head in Qin Luo's embrace, whispering softly, "Bastard."
"Then do you like this bastard, young lady?"
"Hmph... I don't know...."
"Oh right!"
Su Muwan suddenly thought of something, blinking her eyes looking at Qin Luo, "This is a rare opportunity, I suddenly want to see you wearing gloves."
"Wearing gloves?"
Qin Luo was puzzled, slightly hesitant: "I had a few pairs before, but they're gone."
"Oh! You should have said sooner! I have plenty!"
Su Muwan patted her chest, acting big, "As your girlfriend! I'll cover all your gloves all year round!"
"?"
Qin Luo slowly raised a question mark, then pointed a finger at Su Muwan, smiling, "In that case, I also have an awkward request."
"What?"
"I bought a pair of thick black stockings, can you wear them for me to see? Don't worry, I'll wash them for you later."
"?"
Su Muwan reacted with a question mark: "Come to think of it, I've lost a few pairs of socks before..."
As she said this.
The two looked at each other.
Their eyes met.
The air fell silent for a moment.
Then the next second.
Su Muwan scratched the back of her head, stood up, and laughed, "I suddenly remembered something I need to take care of."
Qin Luo also stood up, walking toward his room, "What a coincidence, young lady, I also need to take care of something."
Damn.
Now that we're together.
Su Muwan clenched her fists, her eyes gleaming.
Now that we're together...
Qin Luo also took a deep breath, his eyes lighting up.
Then why am I still sneaking around!?
That night, some were happy, others were miserable.
In Wang City.
In Qian Family Hospital.
Qian Yu's face contorted as he stared at the report in front of him. Shocked beyond belief, he momentarily forgot to breathe.
Until the doctor nodded again, confirming, "We're very sorry, we did our best."
Only then did Qian Yu come to his senses. His pupils shook, his expression twitching, clutching his head, he let out a sharp scream, "Savages—!!!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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 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.”
