During breakfast, Xu Mei seemed to perform magic, bringing out all kinds of breakfast from the kitchen.
There were so many dishes that Su Xiyan's table was completely filled. Xu Mei only managed to put some on Chen Shuo's side when there was no more room.
Chen Shuo couldn't help but retort, "Please! Mom, I'm your biological son!"
Su Xiyan was extremely well-behaved: "Thank you Auntie! Auntie is such a good cook. Chen Shuo must have inherited his cooking skills from you. No wonder Chen Shuo's dishes are so delicious too."
Xu Mei's eyes curved into crescent moons: "Eat more if you like it. Feel free to ask Shuo Shuo to cook whatever you want to eat in the future."
Su Xiyan put down her chopsticks and put on a rather aggrieved expression, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, sighing as well.
Xu Mei immediately sensed Su Xiyan's change of mood and anxiously asked, "What's wrong Xiyan? Are you unhappy about something? Did someone bully you? Tell Auntie and I'll stand up for you!"
Su Xiyan looked at Chen Shuo resentfully. Her clear eyes seemed to hold a spring that stirred one's desire to protect her.
Her voice was full of grievance: "Auntie, I also want to eat the dishes Chen Shuo makes for me, but I haven't had them for a long time already."
Xu Mei glared fiercely at Chen Shuo before gently patting Su Xiyan's shoulder, "Chen Shuo is too much! Don't worry, I'll deal with him!"
Su Xiyan: "It's okay Auntie. After all, Chen Shuo doesn't live with me anymore. It's impossible for him to cook for me every day from school to my home, right?"
Xu Mei understood what was going on. So it turned out that the school called to say Chen Shuo had moved out as a boarding student previously, and had been staying at Su Xiyan's home? But now they're not living together anymore? Could it be that they had some conflict?
That won't do!
Thus, Xu Mei berated Chen Shuo to no end, leaving him speechless.
When Xu Mei couldn't see, Su Xiyan gave Chen Shuo a victor's gaze.
Chen Shuo: ...
So you wanna show off your acting skills huh?
Chen Shuo absolutely didn't expect that Su Xiyan would try to get him to move back to Haiyi Apartments by getting his mom onboard!
Too despicable!
Now with the parents' approval, Chen Shuo couldn't stay in the dormitory even if he wanted to!
Sure enough, after breakfast, Xu Mei called the supervisor and finalized Chen Shuo's boarding student arrangement again.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Mei poured milk for Su Xiyan while comforting her, "Xiyan, I've already spoken to the supervisor about Chen Shuo's boarding status. Just go supplement the paperwork on Monday when the school administrative office opens."
"Don't worry! From now on, get Chen Shuo to cook whatever you want to eat. Get him to do miscellaneous chores too like cleaning and laundry. Don't feel bad for him!"
Su Xiyan's voice was clear: "Okay! Thank you Auntie!"
Amidst Su Xiyan's "Auntie" and "Thank you", Xu Mei gradually lost herself. Her eyes only saw Su Xiyan, her prospective daughter-in-law. Her biological son Chen Shuo was temporarily forgotten.
At noon, Xu Mei went out with Auntie Zhang to entertain local clients over lunch, leaving Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan at home.
Not long after Xu Mei left, Su Xiyan revealed her true colors.
She was like a lazy little cat, leaning against the sofa with her long legs resting on the edge, taut and firm.
"Su Xiyan! If your name isn't among this year's Oscar Best Actress nominees, I refuse to accept it!!" Chen Shuo fumed.
Su Xiyan looked lightly at Chen Shuo, "Oh? Haven't you been putting on an act too? Let's just keep acting then."
Moving back to live with Su Xiyan at Haiyi Apartments had become an irreversible fact.
Chen Shuo: "Hmph! I'll show you what I can do once I've moved back to Haiyi Apartments!"
Su Xiyan raised her eyebrows slightly: "I actually want to see what exactly you can do to me."
Chen Shuo replied bluntly: "Su Xiyan, I'm the Ghost King now! Not that former little vampire who had to cling onto your thigh to beg for my life!"
"So you'd better be more respectful towards me!"
Su Xiyan hugged a cushion, "Turns out to be the Ghost King. Pardon my rudeness!"
"Your Ghost King Highness, spare me! If you're unhappy, doesn't that mean you'll play around killing an Exorcist?"
Facing Su Xiyan's deliberate provocation, Chen Shuo was like a little leopard pouncing towards her.
"This Exorcist looks rather attractive, it'd be a pity to kill her just like that. How about..."
Chen Shuo leapt over and pressed Su Xiyan against the sofa backrest.
There was still a cushion between them.
Though evidently nervous, Su Xiyan still acted tough, "Chen Shuo, don't do anything rash!"
Chen Shuo: "This Exorcist is not bad, just my type. As long as you behave yourself, I may temporarily spare your life."
In the next moment, Chen Shuo only felt the world spinning.
Su Xiyan had flipped their positions and pinned Chen Shuo beneath her on the sofa, her slender beautiful legs pressing into his back.
Just then, Chen Shuo's phone rang.
It was his mom Xu Mei calling, "Be good and cook for Xiyan! There are some ingredients left in the fridge, see what you both feel like eating and go buy some more."
Chen Shuo responded, "Got it!"
While entertaining clients and socializing outside, mom still thought about what Su Xiyan would have for lunch?
Does she dote on her goddaughter this much?
Xu Mei seemed to be calling from a restaurant. There were sounds of a waiter speaking and taking orders, as well as a few people chatting.
One voice seemed very familiar?
Chen Shuo lightly poked Su Xiyan, signaling her not to speak. Then he switched his phone to loudspeaker.
Hearing the voices from the phone, Su Xiyan's expression drastically changed!
Chen Shuo wanted to confirm further but Xu Mei had already hung up.
Su Xiyan: "That was Tang Zhiyuan's voice!"
"The client Auntie is treating today is actually Tang Zhiyuan??"
Chen Shuo nodded, "I knew that voice sounded familiar! It can't be a coincidence for Tang Zhiyuan to appear around here."
"Don't know what he's trying to do getting close to my mom."
"This is bad, I need to head out for a bit!"
After speaking, Chen Shuo grabbed his coat and went out.
Su Xiyan followed behind as both headed towards the parking lot.
Chen Shuo made up an excuse to get his mom to send over the location.
They drove towards the restaurant coordinates Xu Mei sent.
En route, Chen Shuo's eyebrows were tightly knitted, his face full of worry.
Seated in the passenger seat, Su Xiyan would look at Chen Shuo from time to time. Finally, she revealed her other reason for coming to Chen Shuo's hometown this time, "Chen Shuo, actually I came to see your family this time for more than just meeting your parents."
Chen Shuo's expression didn't betray any surprise at all. He nodded calmly, "I know."
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lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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.”
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?!
