Time passed.
Gu Yan and his group drove away from the bustling city center and arrived at a picturesque lakeside campsite. The lake's surface was as smooth as a mirror, surrounded by rolling mountains.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!"
"Brother-in-law, are we camping here today?"
Leng Ling'er stepped out of the car and took a deep breath of the fresh natural air.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Gu Yan.
This—a self-drive camping trip! She had always dreamed of something like this!
And now, her brother-in-law was making it happen for her?!
"Yeah, I figured since there are so many of us this time, we might as well go all out with an outdoor barbecue."
"This place is pretty remote—most people wouldn't even find it."
As he spoke, Gu Yan walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and pulled out a pile of camping gear.
"Old Gao, help me set up the grill by the lake."
"Right away, Young Master."
Gu Yan then took out a few fishing rods and a folded tent. "Ling'er, come help set up the tent. Old Gao and I will go catch some fish."
"Got it!"
Leng Ling'er nodded eagerly, her eyes shining, but then she seemed to remember something.
She grabbed Gu Yingying, who had been standing idly by. "You're helping too."
?
Gu Yingying slowly formed a question mark in her mind. Since when had she, a genius girl, ever done such manual labor?
And helping you? Me, help—hey, hey, don’t pull so hard!
Do you believe I could unleash my Third-Rate Martial Artist strength and knock you out right now?!
Gu Yingying grumbled internally, but her body obediently started helping.
Oh, so this is what a tent is?
Honestly, the novelty of the experience was kind of fun.
Meanwhile, Gu Yan set up the fishing rods and placed a few camping chairs on the ground. He then turned to Leng Qingqiu and Gu Yunrou with a smile. "You two ladies can take a break."
Gu Yingying, who was struggling with the tent, twitched her lips and shot Gu Yan a glare.
Men!
Gu Yunrou didn’t respond, merely smiling at Leng Qingqiu. "What do you think, Miss Leng?"
Leng Qingqiu shook her head gently, declining Gu Yan's offer. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied softly, "No need."
Then, she turned to Gu Yunrou with a knowing look. The latter was taken aback, about to say something when—
"Ling'er and the others are setting up the tent, you and Old Gao are fishing, so Yunrou-jie and I will go into the woods to see if we can gather some fruit."
"Ah, Qingqiu, you really think of everything!" Gu Yan gave her an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
"Let’s go, Yunrou-jie."
"Alright."
Gu Yunrou was surprised, but this worked out perfectly.
There were some things she wanted to discuss with Leng Qingqiu in private.
......
......
Entering the woods, Gu Yunrou and Leng Qingqiu walked side by side along a narrow path, carrying a basket.
They seemed to be getting along well.
"Yunrou-jie, if you have questions, just ask."
Leng Qingqiu spoke first, her gentle voice reaching Gu Yunrou’s ears.
The latter froze, turning to see Leng Qingqiu’s expression—one that seemed to see right through her.
She sighed inwardly. As expected of a genius.
Gu Yunrou decided not to hold back and cut straight to the point. "Miss Leng... do you truly like Gu Yan?"
After their brief interactions, Gu Yunrou had realized that Gu Yan genuinely cared for Leng Qingqiu.
But how did Leng Qingqiu feel about him? Was it real affection? Or... something else?
"I do."
Leng Qingqiu answered without hesitation.
"Really? But you must have heard about Gu Yan’s past reputation."
"Someone as outstanding as you—why would you fall for my brother?"
"I don’t mean to be rude, but... I truly can’t understand why a genius like you would..."
As Gu Yunrou spoke, she noticed an enigmatic smile forming on Leng Qingqiu’s face.
The next moment—
"Yunrou-jie."
Leng Qingqiu stopped walking and opened her eyes, revealing her dull gray irises.
She stared straight at Gu Yunrou.
The latter suddenly felt tense, as if Leng Qingqiu could actually see her.
Leng Qingqiu reached out and lightly tapped Gu Yunrou’s chest.
"If Gu Yan is truly as worthless as you say..."
"Then... Yunrou-jie, why did you like him?"
Thud!
Gu Yunrou’s heart skipped a beat, her face flushing with embarrassment. "You noticed... but..."
Before she could explain, Leng Qingqiu interrupted again.
"But now you don’t anymore?"
"Do you even believe that yourself?"
Leng Qingqiu leaned closer. Despite her sightless eyes, Gu Yunrou felt an invisible pressure bearing down on her.
"Because of Gu Yan’s past behavior, you and Gu Yingying took some... irrational actions against him."
"Let me guess the reason—were you trying to make him repent and change his ways?"
"Or did you plan to take over as family heads and use the family rules to control him?"
"You arrived in Jianghai much earlier than usual."
"Let me guess again..."
Leng Qingqiu’s smile remained, but her words made Gu Yunrou break out in a cold sweat.
It was as if every secret had been laid bare before her.
A breeze brushed past, lifting strands of hair, and Gu Yunrou heard Leng Qingqiu’s next words—ones that struck right at the heart of her thoughts.
"The real reason you came so early... was because of me, wasn’t it?"
"Because Gu Yan is truly with me now."
Swish!
A drop of sweat rolled down Gu Yunrou’s face. She took two steps back, clutching her chest.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the woman before her—gentle yet undeniably sharp.
Hiss—
She took a deep breath, a bitter smile forming on her lips. "Miss Leng, you’ve hit the mark on everything."
"How did you figure all this out?"
Leng Qingqiu smiled faintly, the earlier intensity gone. "I calculated it based on historical data and patterns."
"C-calculated?!"
Gu Yunrou was stunned.
This was Leng Qingqiu?!
"Also, I apologize, Yunrou-jie."
Leng Qingqiu stepped forward, her expression sincere. "I had my own suspicions."
"I thought you and Gu Yingying might mean Gu Yan harm."
"But after our conversation, I’m certain—you would never hurt him."
"Yunrou-jie, forgive my earlier rudeness."
The tension dissipated.
Gu Yunrou’s face burned with embarrassment. Oh god, stop!
This woman was too perfect! Even now, she was still thinking of Gu Yan.
Meanwhile, she herself—ugh, she felt utterly ashamed!
"Gu Yan! If you don’t treat her right, I swear I won’t let you off!" she vowed inwardly.
Aloud, she simply said, "It’s fine!"
"Um... I have one more request. I don’t know if you’d agree to it."
Gu Yunrou looked at Leng Qingqiu, asking somewhat sheepishly.
"Of course, go ahead," Leng Qingqiu replied with a smile. The matter was settled.
She no longer had to worry about Gu Yan being in danger, nor did she need to fear that Gu Yunrou would continue to have feelings for him.
After all, even if she did, it wouldn’t matter. Why?
Because... Gu Yan was hers now.
After a brief silence—
Whoosh!
Gu Yunrou pulled out a pen. "Actually! I’ve been a huge fan of yours for ages, Professor Leng!! Could I please get your autograph?!"
"Your textbook-perfect maneuvers in the financial world—I still study them every single day!"
"Please!! Could you sign my clothes?! This is my greatest wish in life!!"
Gu Yunrou clasped her hands together and bowed pleadingly.
Everything she’d told Gu Yan about only having "heard a little" about Leng Qingqiu had been a lie.
In truth, she’d memorized every detail about Leng Qingqiu from the moment she first appeared in the public eye.
Perhaps one of the reasons she’d come to Jianghai early was also tied to this private longing of hers.
Pr... Professor Leng?
Leng Qingqiu: "........?"
Are... all the members of the Gu Family a little... odd?
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?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
【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.)
