Night fell, and Tang Xiaoyu and Lu Changchun lay under a bridge hole. The ground was covered with straw mats and their bodies were covered with worn quilts. Tang Xiaoyu didn't know what was inside the quilt, but it felt quite like cotton.
"Xiaoyu, this won't work!"
Tang Xiaoyu rolled over and said, "I know, I'm trying to find a way!"
"No, let's go to the tea house or brothel and try it out? There are more people looking for fun there, and their ability to accept new things is stronger."
Lu Changchun thought for a moment and felt this was the only resort.
"Let's try it tomorrow!"
Tang Xiaoyu sighed, "Ah! It would be great if we had a projection stone."
"I have it!" Lu Changchun stood up.
Tang Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Are you a cultivator?"
"Didn't you know that day by the river?"
Tang Xiaoyu slapped his forehead, "I got it wrong. I just took you for an ordinary person afterwards."
"Uncle, what cultivation base do you have?"
Lu Changchun proudly said, "Late Yuan Ying stage."
Tang Xiaoyu immediately got up, "Senior, please accept my bow."
"Xiaoyu, I can tell you, don't get any ideas! I just want to live an ordinary life, you should understand the rest."
Lu Changchun thought for a while and felt this was the only way out of no way.
"Let's try it tomorrow!"
Tang Xiaoyu sighed, "Ah! It would be great if we had a projection stone."
"I have it!" Lu Changchun stood up.
Tang Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Are you a cultivator?"
"Didn't you know that day by the river?"
Tang Xiaoyu slapped his forehead, "I got it wrong. I just took you for an ordinary person afterwards."
"Uncle, what cultivation base do you have?"
Lu Changchun proudly said, "Late Yuan Ying stage."
Tang Xiaoyu immediately got up, "Senior, please accept my bow."
"Xiaoyu, I can tell you, don't get any ideas! I just want to live an ordinary life, you should understand the rest."
Tang Xiaoyu walked up and patted Lu Changchun's shoulder with a smile, "Uncle, we can use your storage ring and some things, right?"
"That's fine."
"Uncle, can you record the scenery we see, then project it out when needed?"
"Sure!"
Tang Xiaoyu was a little excited in his heart, "Then can you not add the sound too?"
"That's simple enough."
"What about adding words inside?"
"That's also doable."
Tang Xiaoyu immediately jumped up and kissed Lu Changchun on the face.
Lu Changchun was so frightened that he immediately distanced himself from him.
Soon Tang Xiaoyu told Lu Changchun his idea.
That is to combine the scenery, music, and subtitles into a projection stone. Whenever he needed a song, he would take out the projection stone for that song.
Finally, Tang Xiaoyu told the microphone to Lu Changchun, and Lu Changchun said he had no problem.
The next day, the two began to leave the city to collect scenery.
The scenery of the cultivation world was indescribable in one word: beautiful.
In the morning, they finished shooting the scenery and started recording songs and lyrics in the afternoon.
To be down to earth, Tang Xiaoyu chose ten light and beautiful old songs. Of course, he chose ten sad songs with a slightly DJ flavor for places like brothels.
At night, the two tried the effect and felt it was not bad.
"Uncle, this music still lacks something. When we have money, let's ask some people to improve it. Let's just use it for now!"
Lu Changchun glared at him, "Don't imply that I should pay! I won't take money out. Did you finish that today? That DJ thing?"
"Cheapskate, it's called DJ."
"Learned from you. It almost killed me without that DJ thing."
After a while of bickering, the two went to sleep.
The next morning, the two began to ask tea houses if they needed someone to sing.
After running through half of White Tiger City, they finally found a tea house that agreed to let them sing there.
To get the boss to agree, Tang Xiaoyu also promised that one-third of the income would go to the boss.
This tea house was relatively remote, divided into upper and lower levels. The number of customers every day was neither too many nor too few.
After reaching an agreement with the boss, it was already afternoon when Tang Xiaoyu and Lu Changchun came out of the tea house. Tang Xiaoyu touched his growling stomach, then touched his pocket.
"Let's go eat a bowl of noodles first!"
"Ok."
After eating noodles, Tang Xiaoyu took Lu Changchun and started running to the brothel.
As expected, they were kicked out everywhere.
Tang Xiaoyu was not angry and continued to try his luck at the next brothel.
Lu Changchun followed behind with mixed feelings, admiring yet feeling sorry for the child.
[This child's mentality makes me, who has lived for hundreds of years, feel inferior. He does not complain about the injustice of fate or resign himself to degradation, nor does he think of doing crooked things. ]
[With such a mindset, he can't cultivate. It's really unfair!]
Tang Xiaoyu was unaware of Lu Changchun's thoughts as he continued looking for the next brothel.
"Orchid Lodge, the name is so-so. I wonder what it's like inside."
"Uncle, wait outside for me, so you don't get kicked out again."
Lu Changchun didn't mind, "I don't care. If you want to go in alone, then go in alone."
Tang Xiaoyu walked into the brothel. The bouncer at the door did not stop Tang Xiaoyu because of his attire.
Upon entering the brothel, a little waiter immediately ran over, "Sir, do you want to drink and listen to music, or do you want a girl to accompany you drinking and listening to music?"
"Brother, I'm sorry! I just came in to ask if you need someone here to sing?"
The waiter was not angry at Tang Xiaoyu's words. He politely said, "Wait a moment, I'll ask Sister Lan."
"Thank you for your trouble."
"We all have to make a living, no need to mention trouble or not."
The waiter quickly ran to the backyard. Tang Xiaoyu began to look around this brothel.
The brothel was not much different from what he had seen on TV, only much larger in space.
Compared to other brothels, this one looked much quieter, with almost no customers.
Soon, the waiter brought a voluptuous, extremely beautiful woman over.
Tang Xiaoyu hurried over, "Hello boss, I just wanted to ask if you need someone here to sing?"
Sister Lan smiled faintly, "Whether needed or not depends on how well you can sing."
Tang Xiaoyu did not look Sister Lan in the eye and lowered his eyes to reply, "How well I can sing, I can't say. Only you as the boss can decide."
Sister Lan went to sit at the side table, an alluring posture that even made the waiter swallow his saliva.
Tang Xiaoyu still kept his eyes down, not looking at Sister Lan's figure.
Sister Lan chuckled charmingly, "Interesting. Then sing me a song to hear."
"I don't know what kind of song the boss likes to listen to."
Sister Lan thought for a while and said, "Once a man said he would be with me for life, but in the end, he left me alone and ran off somewhere. If you can sing a song that expresses my emotions at that time, you can sing here."
Tang Xiaoyu thought for a while. There was a suitable song in the recorded ones.
"Please wait a moment, I'll prepare."
Tang Xiaoyu ran to the door and waved to Lu Changchun, "Uncle, we have a chance."
Lu Changchun was surprised, "They agreed?"
Tang Xiaoyu impatiently said, "If you don't hurry up, we really can go back."
"Ok, coming!"
The two ran into the brothel and started preparing.
Sister Lan was confused and asked, "What are you doing?"
Tang Xiaoyu replied, "We're different from others, you'll know in a moment."
After tinkering for a while, they were ready.
Tang Xiaoyu held the microphone, "Testing, testing, testing the mic."
He nodded to Lu Changchun to indicate he could start.
Soon, the arranged projection stone projected images while the music sounded.
"Here is a song 'Do You Still Remember Who Once Promised to Stay with You' for everyone."
The people in the hall were shocked by Tang Xiaoyu and Lu Changchun's gadget.
"These two are awesome! A projection stone can be played with so many tricks? I'm convinced."
Sister Lan's mouth curled up slightly, "Interesting. This alone is reason to keep you."
When the lyrics appeared, Tang Xiaoyu started singing.
When the others saw the subtitles appear inside, they exclaimed again.
Sister Lan was also a little surprised, "In vain I'm at the Yuan Ying stage, yet my mind is not as clever as an ordinary person's."
At this time, Tang Xiaoyu's singing voice reached everyone's ears.
"Snowflakes are floating in the sky again"
"Thinking of him again"
"We once agreed to grow old together"
"Where is he now"
"Who said I was the most beautiful flower"
"Who stroked my long hair..."
With the lyrics, there was no awkward situation of mishearing.
As Tang Xiaoyu sang, Sister Lan's expression also changed, slowly becoming lonely, sad, and finally tears flowed down.
[Why write such lyrics, why does it feel like it was written for me, why trick my tears.]
Sister Lan closed her eyes, listened to the song carefully, and let the tears wet her face.
Tang Xiaoyu held the microphone and sang wholeheartedly, completely unaware of Sister Lan's situation.
Lu Changchun saw it clearly. He thought, [This child Xiaoyu has succeeded, but the success did not come easy! Should I help him in the future? Or forget it, he probably likes to work hard himself.]
If Tang Xiaoyu heard this, she would likely grab onto Lu Changchun's legs and yell: "Boss, I don't want to work hard anymore, please support me financially!"
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...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
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!
