Half a year into their marriage.
Early morning.
Slap slap slap slap!!!
"No... no... Luo, please stop hitting me... hehehehe...."
Qin Luo: ?
He stared silently at Su Muwan lying on the bed, her lips curling uncontrollably as she mumbled in her sleep.
Hard to judge. Really hard to judge.
What on earth had turned Su Muwan into... this?
Was it because...
Qin Luo glanced at the mess scattered across the floor and covered his face with his hand.
Alright, fine. It was because they’d gone a little too wild.
The two of them, having tasted forbidden fruit for the first time, were like chewing gum that never lost its flavor—utterly unstoppable.
From the initial shyness, the hesitant pushes and pulls...
To later evolving into:
"What? You still have energy? No way, I can’t lose this battle!"
From agreeing to once a week—too much would spoil the appetite—
To scheduling sets for Monday-Wednesday-Friday, different sets for Tuesday-Thursday, and yet another for the weekend.
Even if the vibe was getting weirder, at least...
Qin Luo lowered his gaze to Su Muwan’s peaceful sleeping face.
Hmm.
This crazed version of the young mistress was, in short, absolutely adorable!
......
......
Pat pat pat—
"LuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuo~~!!"
Su Muwan was awake.
Her first order of business upon waking? Finding Qin Luo.
Qin Luo was tidying up, taking advantage of the nice weather to air out the long-stored bedsheets and blankets.
They could’ve just used their divine cosmic powers to magically clean everything with a word.
But that wouldn’t fit the quiet, ordinary life they were aiming for.
Ever since world peace was achieved half a year ago,
the two of them had become, in the eyes of the public, just slightly wealthy, slightly influential... normal people.
As he folded the last blanket—
"Luo Luo!"
A body slammed into him from behind, clinging to him like a koala with all four limbs.
Sniff sniff! Sniff sniff!
"Luo Luo smells like sunshine! So good!"
"I’ll inhale you inhale you inhale you!!!!"
Qin Luo staggered forward a couple steps, barely catching himself as he laughed helplessly, securing Su Muwan’s thighs to keep her from sliding off.
Lately, Su Muwan had been acting more and more like an overly affectionate kitten, pouncing on him at every opportunity.
"Awake?"
He turned his head, meeting Su Muwan’s sparkling eyes.
"Mhm!"
She nodded vigorously, her hair brushing against his neck, tickling him. "Mr. Qin?"
Qin Luo turned back to folding the blanket. "What?"
"Do me!"
Qin Luo: ?
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.
He stopped what he was doing. Sometimes, Qin Luo really wanted to call the police.
Crouching down, he set Su Muwan on the ground, then turned to face her gleaming gaze—
which also carried a hint of impatience.
No, enough. Seriously, enough.
Is this... reasonable?
Is this appropriate?
Is this how it should be?
Is this all there is to life between two people?
No. It shouldn’t be like this.
Most importantly, Su Muwan’s frequency lately was way too high.
Putting everything else aside, two-thirds of their day was spent... well. Sigh.
Qin Luo took a deep breath and looked seriously at Su Muwan’s radiant face. "Young Mistress."
"Call me wifey."
Qin Luo paused. "Wifey..."
He cleared his throat. "It’s time for breakfast. You just woke up. Let’s eat first, alright?"
Su Muwan tilted her head, the shark hood of her pajamas following the motion. "Hmm... You do have a point."
Qin Luo exhaled in relief.
Then—
"Then let’s spice things up a bit."
Su Muwan licked her lips, eyes gleaming with excitement. "How about we roleplay today? The scenario is: We’re eating breakfast, and then your chopsticks fall, so you bend down to pick them up—"
Qin Luo: "?"
——————And so, the two of them had a very enjoyable morning. Ahem. Of course, they were just playing roleplay games.
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
. 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!"
【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.)
