Half an hour later.
The Su family villa.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"
Su Muwan was lying in bed in her pajamas, sleeping soundly.
Qin Luo stood helplessly beside her.
Wait a minute.
Where did the ambitious young lady from yesterday go?
Weren't we supposed to deal with the protagonist together today?
Thinking this, he reached out and pinched Su Muwan's soft, chubby cheeks, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Young lady... young lady..."
"Mmm..."
Su Muwan seemed to sense the breath near her ear, her brows furrowing slightly.
But as if she had dreamed of something pleasant, the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.
"Hehehe..."
"Luo Luo, not there..."
Su Muwan turned over, muttering something unintelligible.
Hmm.
The young lady sleeping in was just utterly adorable.
But cute as she was.
Qin Luo checked the time—11 a.m.
He shook his head with a wry smile. The young lady truly embodied the phrase "sleeping until the sun is high in the sky."
Thinking this.
Qin Luo took a deep breath, then grabbed the blanket and pulled it up: "Time to get up, young la—"
Mid-sentence, Qin Luo paused.
Because Su Muwan wasn't in the blanket.
?
Qin Luo thought for a moment, then walked around to check behind the blanket.
There, Su Muwan was tightly gripping the blanket, having been lifted up with it.
Her eyes were closed, her fluttering eyelashes seemingly indicating that Su Muwan was still trying to resist.
Heh.
Qin Luo smiled kindly, took a deep breath.
Snap!
In an instant, he reached out and pinched Su Muwan's cheek: "Su Muwan! Who told you to imitate Crayon Shin-chan!"
"Hurry up and get up!"
Woohoo! Oh my goodness! (Expressing extreme excitement or surprise)
Plop~
Su Muwan fell back onto the bed with a splash. Rubbing her cheek, she glared at Qin Luo in pain, shouting, "How dare you, Qin Luo! You're getting more and more audacious! You're becoming way too bold with this young lady!"
"If you keep this up, I'm going to throw a tantrum!"
"This young lady is going to start causing a scene!!"
Qin Luo remained unfazed, watching the fuming Su Muwan.
As he watched.
He couldn't help but smile helplessly. While helping Su Muwan change into her shark pajamas, he said, "Young lady, didn't you say yesterday that we had important business to take care of today?"
"How could you forget after one night?"
"Here, lift your arm."
At this.
"Uh..."
Su Muwan's expression stiffened, and she chuckled awkwardly, "Well... you know how I am, just a three-minute enthusiast, wahhh..."
Before she could finish, the shark pajamas were pulled off her head.
Her messy, jet-black hair spilled out.
Qin Luo stood beside her, pulling out a comb and gently brushing her long hair.
As he combed, he chuckled, "How can someone insult themselves like that?"
"Doesn't the young lady want to be a career-driven powerhouse?"
Perhaps it was Qin Luo's special ability.
Su Muwan always felt that even when Qin Luo combed her hair, it was warm and comforting.
She narrowed her eyes, humming contentedly, "No, you can handle the career stuff, Qin Luo."
"Thinking too much will give me wrinkles."
"Experts say that people who don't use their brains or read mindless novels are the happiest and live the longest."
Hearing this, Qin Luo smiled wryly and ruffled Su Muwan's hair, "Alright, fine, you win."
Since the young lady was like this, he'd just let her be.
Besides, he could handle the thinking.
But...
"The action part will have to be up to you, young lady."
"Action?"
Su Muwan opened her eyes, tilting her head to look at Qin Luo curiously, "Whose action?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Qin Luo's hand, holding it up to admire, "Hehe, Qin Luo, your hands are getting prettier and prettier."
Qin Luo tried to pull his hand back... but couldn't.
He tried a bit harder... still couldn't.
Giving up, he watched as Su Muwan pressed his hand against her cheek, rubbing it like a kitten. Qin Luo reminded her, "Young lady, the chosen one, the chosen one."
"Don't we still have to deal with the chosen one? Remember?"
Su Muwan, still playing with his hand, blinked, "Oh, right, and then?"
Qin Luo reminded her again, "And then, shouldn't you be cultivating?"
Not to mention.
Qin Luo hadn't seen Su Muwan cultivate in months.
She was either eating chips or on her way to play games.
"Cultivate?"
Su Muwan's clear, bright eyes blinked innocently at Qin Luo, full of naivety, "What does cultivate mean?"
Qin Luo smiled, a hint of teasing in his expression, "It means no more snacks for you."
Huh?!
Hearing this, Su Muwan's face turned red with panic. She quickly grabbed Qin Luo's sleeve, exclaiming, "Wait, wait! Okay, okay! Qin Luo, listen to me!!"
Qin Luo stopped, turning to look at her, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes, "What explanation? Go on."
Su Muwan blinked, then lowered her head slightly, a hint of shyness appearing on her face. Her voice became hesitant, "Uh... well... it's a bit embarrassing to say..."
Su Muwan bit her lip, seemingly unsure how to phrase it. Finally, she mustered her courage, looked up at Qin Luo, her eyes shining with shyness, "Actually, this young lady has been cultivating every day, just... I haven't had time to do it today."
Qin Luo looked at her with disbelief, "Young lady, do you really expect me to believe that?"
Everyone knew Su Muwan spent every day glued to him. When would she have time to cultivate?
"It's true!"
Su Muwan was getting anxious.
"Then show me how you usually cultivate."
"Really want to see?"
"Mhm."
Seeing this.
Su Muwan beckoned Qin Luo closer, her face slightly red, "Then come a bit closer."
Qin Luo was puzzled but leaned in.
Then...
With Qin Luo slightly stunned.
Su Muwan grabbed his collar, tilted her head up, and kissed him.
Feeling the sweetness on his lips.
Qin Luo couldn't help but get lost in it.
After who knows how long.
Their lips parted.
Qin Luo sat beside Su Muwan, clearing his throat, "Young lady, the morning kiss is over, so where's the cultivation?"
"Cultivation?"
Su Muwan, feeling the spiritual energy circulating in her body, tilted her head. She looked at Qin Luo, "That was the cultivation just now."
"Didn't I tell you, Luo Luo? Your constitution helps me cultivate."
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Qin Luo: "Huh??"
Wait.
The pure love addict constitution has this function too?
No one told me about this??
Wait.
Qin Luo's pupils shook violently: "I've become a cultivation furnace????"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

【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.)

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”