The Celestial Master’s Estate, Scripture Repository.
Lin Qingyan was walking down the stairs.
She had already returned the scrolls.
She raised her head slightly and looked toward the Mind-Cleansing Pagoda.
Luo Zhao’s voice came clearly to her ears.
“Yunying, don’t you want to get revenge on Auntie?”
Hearing that, Lin Qingyan wore an utterly speechless expression.
She had only just come out, and Luo Zhao was already plotting with Shangguan Yunying to get revenge on her.
And in this particular way, no less.
Lin Qingyan shook her head inwardly, feeling both exasperated and amused.
She could only say that, when it came to certain matters, Luo Zhao’s brain really didn’t work very well.
Though this was mainly apparent whenever Gu Chengyin was involved. It was as if the moment she saw Gu Chengyin, her intelligence automatically dropped.
She had actually forgotten that the Mind-Cleansing Pagoda was Lin Qingyan’s magical treasure.
No matter what they said inside, Lin Qingyan could hear it at any time.
If she wished, she could even see everything happening inside.
She simply couldn’t be bothered to watch.
Lin Qingyan descended the stairs and headed toward the Mind-Cleansing Pagoda.
Before long, Gu Chengyin’s voice came through.
“You two aren’t thinking about how to get revenge on Auntie, are you?”
Lin Qingyan raised an eyebrow, then chuckled softly.
At that moment, all the Celestial Master’s Estate cultivators by the roadside suddenly froze.
Lord Jingzhe… had laughed?
That cold and aloof Fairy Jingzhe…
had actually smiled?!
And it was such a beautiful smile!
Like a magnolia blooming in the middle of winter—pure white and elegant, illuminating the surrounding night in an instant.
Good heavens!
It was as though ten thousand fireworks had erupted simultaneously in the minds of the cultivators by the roadside.
The deafening explosions blasted their reason and composure into pieces.
They had been stationed at the Celestial Master’s Estate for so many years, yet this was the first time they had ever seen Lin Qingyan smile.
It wasn’t that Lin Qingyan never smiled. It was that she never allowed others to see her smile.
In public, her face always wore that same cold, detached expression.
She was like an ice sculpture—beautiful, certainly, but so intimidating that no one dared approach.
But now, that ice sculpture had begun to melt.
Even if it was only a little, that little bit was already more than enough.
Lin Qingyan noticed the cultivators by the roadside standing there like wooden chickens.
The smile on her face vanished without a trace, like smoke scattered by the wind, leaving not even a shadow behind.
In its place was her trademark cold detachment.
After sweeping her gaze lightly across them, she looked away.
It was as though she were looking at a tree, a stone, or a streetlamp.
There was no unnecessary emotion, no extra attention.
Everything she had belonged to Gu Chengyin.
That included her smile.
So much as looking at it was a desecration for these ordinary mortals.
Lin Qingyan soon returned to the entrance of the Mind-Cleansing Pagoda. Just as she was about to enter, Shangguan Yunying’s voice suddenly reached her ears again.
“Then… can Master bully Sister Qingyan?”
“Your Highness and I want to push from behind.”
Lin Qingyan’s hand stopped in place, and her expression became exceedingly strange.
That useless junior of hers, Shangguan Yunying…
She really intended to push from behind together with Luo Zhao.
It seemed the special training had been far too lenient. Clearly, she needed to add a little more intensity.
Lin Qingyan silently made a note of Shangguan Yunying, then pushed open the pagoda door.
She didn’t stop on the first floor, instead heading directly up the stairs.
Just as she was about to reach the third floor, Lin Qingyan suddenly called out loudly, “I heard someone wants revenge on me?”
Her original intention had been to seize the initiative and give Luo Zhao and Shangguan Yunying a good scare.
She wanted the two foolish women to know that their scheme had long since been discovered.
Their little plot had already been seen through. There were no secrets from her inside the Mind-Cleansing Pagoda.
That way, once she appeared before them, they would naturally feel guilty, panic, and lose their bearings.
Their courage and strength to resist would crumble as well.
It was a perfect plan.
Lin Qingyan was very pleased with it.
She had even rehearsed the scene in her mind.
When she reached the third floor, she would see Luo Zhao and Shangguan Yunying sitting rigidly upright, their expressions stiff and their gazes darting away.
Lin Qingyan, meanwhile, would calmly sit down beneath their guilty looks, pick up a teacup, and leisurely take a sip.
Then she would regard them with an all-knowing gaze, watching them retreat step by step beneath the silent pressure until they ultimately surrendered.
How wonderful.
How perfect.
Lin Qingyan quickened her pace. After climbing the last few steps, she turned the corner and arrived on the third floor.
But the sight before her left her completely stunned.
What was she looking at?
On the bed, Shangguan Yunying was kneeling on all fours, bent forward.
Both hands were braced against the bed, her body leaning forward and her waist lowered. Her entire figure formed an arch, stretching into a curve that invited all sorts of imaginings.
Gu Chengyin stood half upright behind her.
Most of his collar had already been undone, one hand resting at his waist as he performed some unfinished motion.
If it had only been Shangguan Yunying and Gu Chengyin, it wouldn’t have been strange.
Lin Qingyan had seen scenes far more outrageous than this, and had even participated in situations far more depraved.
But the problem was…
Why was Luo Zhao’s hand pressed against Gu Chengyin’s waist?!
Lin Qingyan’s gaze fell on those slender little hands. She confirmed what she was seeing once, then again.
Luo Zhao was standing behind Gu Chengyin.
Her head was lowered, her face buried in the crook of her arm, making her expression impossible to see.
Lin Qingyan wondered if she was hallucinating.
What was this supposed to be?
A rehearsal?
The real thing?
Lin Qingyan didn’t know.
But she did know that her plan to seize the initiative had completely failed.
Because the instant she saw this scene, she herself had already been caught off guard first.
And when Lin Qingyan suddenly appeared, the three people on the bed froze simultaneously.
Shangguan Yunying was the first to recover.
She abruptly turned her head, and upon seeing Lin Qingyan, her expression shifted from dazed to terrified, then from terrified to despair.
In the end, it settled into incomparable embarrassment.
She opened and closed her mouth, wanting to say something in explanation, only to discover that her mind was completely blank. She couldn’t even put together a single excuse.
Luo Zhao’s reaction was somewhat slower.
Her face had already been buried against Gu Chengyin’s back, and she was also a little too far gone, so her reactions were much more sluggish than usual.
Only after quite some time did she realize what had happened. She slowly turned her head and followed Shangguan Yunying’s gaze.
Then Luo Zhao saw Lin Qingyan.
In that instant, Luo Zhao’s face completed a three-stage leap—from pink, to bright red, to crimson.
The color was so intense that it seemed liable to seep from her skin, drip onto the floor, and gather into a river of red.
Yet both her hands remained pressed against Gu Chengyin’s waist.
It wasn’t that Luo Zhao didn’t want to pull them back. Her body simply no longer obeyed her.
Her entire being had frozen solid, from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her toes.
Every joint felt as though it had been encased in ice, completely immobile.
Lin Qingyan’s gaze swept over the scene once more before finally settling on Luo Zhao’s hands against Gu Chengyin’s waist.
Only after confirming that she truly wasn’t seeing things did she ask, one word at a time, in a puzzled tone:
“What… are you doing?”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
