Qin Luo wore an exasperated expression as he forcefully pulled Su Muwan and Su Bailian apart, creating some distance between the two.
Su Muwan’s hair was disheveled, her cheeks flushed from agitation, and her chest heaved violently. She glared at Su Bailian, gnashing her teeth as she spat, "Su Bailian, this isn’t over!"
Su Bailian wasn’t faring much better—her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and a few strands of Su Muwan’s hair still clung to the corner of her mouth. Struggling against Qin Luo’s grip, she yelled, "Su Muwan, just you wait! I won’t let this slide!"
Qin Luo sighed heavily at the chaotic scene. "Enough! It’s obvious you two actually care about each other, so just drop it."
His words brought a momentary lull to the shouting, though the two women continued to glower at each other, still fuming.
Su Muwan snorted. "As if I’d ever care about someone like Su Bailian."
Su Bailian huffed back, "I’d rather die than get along with Su Muwan!"
Qin Luo released his grip and rubbed his temples.
The sudden shift in their dynamic left him struggling to keep up.
After all, when they’d first met, one had been the downtrodden heroine of a romance novel, while the other had been the scheming, high-tier "green tea" antagonist.
But now?
Qin Luo watched the quarreling sisters and sighed inwardly.
Sisterly bonds truly are something—deep down, they can’t bear to hurt each other.
Seeing Qin Luo step between them, Su Bailian burst into pitiful sobs. "Qin Luo, I can’t rely on Su Muwan anymore! You’re my only hope now, brother-in-law! Save me, pleeease!"
Su Muwan’s face instantly turned red. She shot Su Bailian a sharp look. "Excuse me? Brother-in-law? Since when?!"
"Why can’t I call him that?!"
Su Bailian wiped her tears and glared back defiantly. Even a cornered rabbit will bite, and now that she thought she was facing death, she had no filter left. "Su Muwan, you ungrateful wretch! If it weren’t for me, you and Qin Luo wouldn’t even be together!"
Su Muwan was so stunned she nearly laughed. "What the hell are you even saying? Are you out of your mind?"
"I’m out of my mind?!"
Su Bailian’s face burned with fury as she jabbed a finger at Su Muwan. "I’ll have you know, Su Muwan—I was the one behind ‘Master Bailian’! Or did you forget how you begged me to help you with your love plans?!"
"If it weren’t for you asking— Mmph?!"
Before she could finish, Su Muwan lunged forward in shock and covered Su Bailian’s mouth with her hand.
Her entire body froze in realization.
Wait…
That "Master Bailian" my best friend Yan Qiuyue introduced me to… was Su Bailian?!
No way!
Master Bailian… Su Bailian.
Oh god.
Su Muwan stood rigid, her mind reeling.
Qin Luo blinked in confusion. "What’s this about ‘Master Bailian’?"
"Nothing! Absolutely nothing!"
Su Muwan forced an awkward smile under Qin Luo’s bewildered gaze, then glanced at the teary-eyed Su Bailian.
With no other choice…
"Alright, alright."
Su Muwan released Su Bailian and gently wiped her tears with a tissue, softening her tone. "Stop crying. I was just messing with you."
Su Bailian sniffled, eyeing her suspiciously. "Messing with me?"
"Yeah. Qin Luo already came up with a plan. If you go undercover, we’ll make sure you’re safe."
"After all…"
Su Muwan averted her gaze, murmuring under her breath, "You are sort of my little sister."
Su Bailian’s breath hitched.
She stared intently at Su Muwan. "...You mean that?"
"I do."
"No take-backs?"
"No take-backs."
"Hmph!"
Su Bailian turned her nose up and finally stopped crying, slinging her bag over her shoulder and stepping aside.
A smug feeling swelled in her chest.
Su Muwan… this time, I win.
"Woof!"
Boqi poked his head out from the bag and barked happily at Qin Luo.
Utter humiliation.
Su Muwan’s eye twitched as she watched Su Bailian’s poorly concealed smirk.
Maybe I should just beat her up after all.
As if sensing the sudden shift in the air, Su Bailian’s triumphant expression faltered. She instinctively shielded herself and took a few steps back, eyeing Su Muwan warily.
"...You’re not about to hit me, are you?"
"Of course not."
Su Muwan blinked innocently. "We’re sisters, remember? I shouldn’t have treated you like that earlier. My bad."
???
Su Muwan… apologized to me?
Su Bailian swallowed hard, a creeping sense of unease settling in.
This is weird. Normally, she’d have already thrown a punch by now.
But here I am, pushing my luck, and she’s still holding back…
Could it be…?
A realization dawned on her.
Is Su Muwan actually trying to make up with me?!
Puffing out her chest, Su Bailian lifted her chin and scoffed, "Took you long enough to admit you were wrong!"
Su Muwan’s smile stiffened.
But Su Bailian wasn’t done.
"Su Muwan, I’ve known since we were kids—your personality is the absolute worst!"
"What’s wrong with liking harem anime? I’m gonna be the queen of harems!"
"But you? You only watch pure romance crap and expect your partner to be some die-hard ‘true love’ fanatic."
Qin Luo: "......"
Su Muwan: "......"
"Not only that, but they also have to survive your full-power punch. Everyone knows no normal human could take a hit from you!"
Qin Luo: "(⊙o⊙)"
Su Muwan: "?"
"And on top of that, you demand unconditional trust from them? Hilarious!"
"With your temper, you’d probably toss someone into the ocean for sharks to snack on. Who in their right mind would trust you blindly?"
Su Bailian paused to catch her breath, then continued her tirade.
"Oh, and don’t even get me started on your obsession with ‘nice hands.’ Seriously, sis, get a grip on reality!"
"Does a person like that even exist?"
"And… and…"
Mid-sentence, Su Bailian’s words trailed off.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Su Muwan’s eerily serene expression.
"Eep—!"
In an instant, Su Bailian’s triumphant smirk vanished, replaced by sheer terror. Her body locked up, her lips trembling as if under a curse.
Oh no.
I went too far!
Her eyes widened in panic as she stammered, "S-Sis… I didn’t mean it! It just slipped out! Don’t be mad, please don’t be mad!"
She shuffled backward nervously.
A second later—
Su Muwan’s hand shot out, pinching Su Bailian’s cheek with a terrifyingly sweet smile.
"Su Bailian, you’ve got some nerve, talking about me like that! And who did you just call ‘sis’? Try ‘old hag’ again. I dare you."
"Eeek—!!!"
Su Bailian instantly revealed her true colors, trembling with fear as she cried out in a pitiful voice, "Sister Su, I was wrong! I won’t dare do it again!"
"Heh! You think I’d fall for your tricks again? This time, you’ll learn what it means to miss out on years of sisterly affection!"
"Waaah!!"
Meanwhile, on Qin Luo’s side.
He glanced at Su Muwan, who was currently "lovingly disciplining" Su Bailian, and couldn’t help but chuckle helplessly.
Well then.
The young miss’s standards for a partner… how could they be so… so…
Qin Luo looked down at his own hands, his eye twitching slightly.
So perfectly matched to me?
So all those defense stat points I invested were just to withstand Su Muwan’s "gentle" punches?
......
At the same time.
Inside the grand conference hall of the Alliance headquarters.
Representatives from various sects sat in silence, their expressions solemn.
Feng Chu of the Taichu Holy Land looked especially furious, his face as dark as coal.
Damn Alliance, making us wait deliberately.
Trying to intimidate us ancient sects, is that it?
Fine, fine. Very well then!
On the other side, Alliance members like Ouyang Xuan were just as uneasy, shifting uncomfortably in their seats.
Seriously.
Where are those three?
What on earth are they doing??
【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.)
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?!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
