When Chen Shuo said this, Su Xiyan was even angrier.
More than anger, there seemed to be a bit more grievance.
She was clearly worried about Chen Shuo, but she couldn't tell him. This guy still didn't know his place and wanted to make her angry!
It was really too much!
Why should she suffer this grievance?
Su Xiyan lifted her foot and stomped hard on the back of Chen Shuo's foot.
Instantly, Chen Shuo was in such pain that his face twisted. He hopped around on one foot at the spot.
Looking at Su Xiyan's proud figure walking away, Chen Shuo couldn't help but complain:
One second it was heavenly bliss, the next second how did it become chickens flying and dogs jumping?
No, wait, jumping dogs? Who's jumping?
Chen Shuo immediately stopped hopping: So the clown was me!
After getting in the car, Chen Shuo sat in the passenger seat, his foot still aching faintly.
He turned his head to look at the scenery flying by outside the window, ignoring Su Xiyan.
Su Xiyan drove while glancing at Chen Shuo's foot. Was her kick just now a bit too hard? And she was wearing high heels too!
"Chen Shuo."
"What???"
"I'll pull over up ahead and you can drive! You can drive okay, right?"
Chen Shuo answered grumpily, "No problem driving! But I'm in a bad mood, don't want to drive."
That's good if there's no problem!
Su Xiyan still didn't ask Chen Shuo directly if that reckless kick had hurt him. She had to know, Su Xiyan was no ordinary girl, she was a demon hunter with considerable battle prowess!
An ordinary person definitely couldn't take a kick like that. She also didn't know if she had shown any restraint in her anger at the time.
But to ask if he was hurt after kicking him herself, that was too embarrassing!
So Su Xiyan could only make up an excuse to switch drivers and take the opportunity to ask if Chen Shuo's foot was injured.
Since he could drive, it meant nothing was wrong.
The expression on Su Xiyan's face relaxed considerably.
Up ahead Su Xiyan put on the hazard lights and pulled over. She and Chen Shuo switched spots.
With Chen Shuo now driving, Su Xiyan sat in the passenger seat, her legs curled up, and kept glancing over at Chen Shuo.
Chen Shuo's profile was even better looking than those male leads on TV. He was so handsome, but not at all effeminate.
No matter how much she looked, she just couldn't get enough!
Chen Shuo asked, "That dress just now looked really good! You picked the style too, didn't you? Why did you suddenly not like it anymore?"
When it came to this, Su Xiyan got really angry again, and her tone wasn't very nice either: "I don't like it, do I need a reason??"
Chen Shuo: "No need for a reason, you're the boss, you pay, so as long as you're happy."
Su Xiyan huffed angrily and turned her face away, too lazy to look at Chen Shuo. The more she looked the angrier she got!
Next second, Chen Shuo actually started poking at Su Xiyan's sore spot again:
"I said you were jealous but you wouldn't admit it?"
"This is how girls act when they're jealous."
Su Xiyan squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Say that again if you dare??"
Chen Shuo felt Su Xiyan was pretty cute when she was jealous. This woman, she was hard on the outside but soft on the inside, and still wouldn't admit it?
Other than jealousy, Chen Shuo couldn't think of any other reason Su Xiyan would be angry.
Could this woman have actually fallen for him?
This was not a good thing at all!!
A girl like Su Xiyan was like an incomparably beautiful poppy flower.
And she had a pretty strong possessive streak!
If he really got together with Su Xiyan, if he so much as glanced at another girl in the future, wouldn't she claw his eyeballs out??
Thinking of this, Chen Shuo's eyes inexplicably started to hurt.
Too frightening!
Even though this was what he thought in his heart, Chen Shuo still couldn't control his nasty, wandering hands.
Su Xiyan had turned her head to look out the window. From the side you could see her round, puffed out cheeks.
Oh? Still angry?
Chen Shuo kept one hand on the steering wheel and freed his right hand to reach out and pinch Su Xiyan's chin:
"Don't hide! Is it jealousy or not, I'll know as soon as I see your face!"
"What's there to be scared of?"
Chen Shuo didn't know where he got the guts. He knew perfectly well Su Xiyan was not to be trifled with and being careless could cost him his life. But while his mind thought this, his hands acted on their own.
With Chen Shuo pinching her chin, Su Xiyan whipped her head around and gave him a fierce glare.
With a bit of force she shook off Chen Shuo's hand.
"Do you wanna die?!" Su Xiyan's expression was clearly fierce, but why did she seem a little cute-fierce?
She was just like a little kitten, sharp tiny fangs that looked ferocious but had no lethal force at all.
And so, Chen Shuo became even more certain of his inner thoughts—this woman had ultimately been captivated by his irresistible charm.
I, Chen Shuo, am a ladies man, a slayer of maidens! My reputation is well deserved!!
Basking in this affirmation of his appeal, Chen Shuo felt he was in an exceptionally good mood today!
Even the sunshine coming through the car window seemed especially bright and beautiful!
After much twists and turns, the two of them drove to another high-end custom formalwear shop.
This time the customization process went very smoothly.
The look on Su Xiyan's face had also become much nicer.
Because in this shop, besides the shopkeeper and a few master tailors who were female, the rest of the staff were all male!
Now Chen Shuo finally understood how Su Xiyan had felt at the previous shop.
Chen Shuo's tuxedo had already been fitted. Now it was Su Xiyan's turn. An experienced seamstress, after manually taking Su Xiyan's measurements, reported the numbers to the clerk recording them.
The soft tape measure moved over Su Xiyan's body. At her waist it curled into a tiny circle, barely filling a grasp.
The seamstress reminded, "Miss Su, we suggest you don't intentionally come on an empty stomach. That can throw off the measurements. Later when the dress is done, if you've eaten a little something and are wearing the dress to the banquet, even a tiny bit of food could greatly diminish the effect of the top half of the dress."
She had put it very directly. Meaning if they took measurements on an empty stomach now, the finished dress might end up too small. After eating even a little, she wouldn't be able to fit into the dress.
With custom high-end formalwear, every measurement was so meticulously considered.
Before Su Xiyan could reply, Chen Shuo had already learned to jump in: "Who said she's on an empty stomach? She ate a ton this morning!"
"And not only did she eat a lot, she dipped it in vinegar and drank a lot of vinegar too!"
Chen Shuo was making a double entendre about Su Xiyan's jealousy.
Su Xiyan was clever and heard the implication. She glared fiercely at Chen Shuo in the mirror.
And she gave Chen Shuo a warning look.
Chen Shuo remembered Su Xiyan's vicious attacks. He wondered why he couldn't control his nasty hands and mouth.
He shut up immediately and conceded defeat.
Their little interaction made the people around them think they were being lovey-dovey.
Everyone else thought: What sin did I commit to have to be force-fed dog food just trying to do my job??

【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.)

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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?!

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.”