Tang Xiaoyu gently pushed open the door. Inside there was nothing special, just a eight immortals table, a few chairs, and some decorative items.
There was a door next to it, which led to the bedroom.
Tang Xiaoyu walked to the door: "Qingying, are you ready? We should go shopping now."
"Come in."
"Let's not do that!"
"Get in here."
"Okay!"
As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Qingying sitting on the bed. As Tang Xiaoyu had expected, the room was very messy.
Clothes, jewelry, and food were carelessly placed everywhere.
"Qingying, put on your shoes and let's get going!"
Lin Qingying didn't move at all. Tang Xiaoyu actually understood what she meant, but still wanted to struggle a bit.
"Come over."
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he had to go up and help her put on her shoes.
Tang Xiaoyu didn't have a foot fetish, and swiftly put her shoes on.
Standing up, he pulled Lin Qingying's outstretched hands and pulled her up.
Lin Qingying took the opportunity to throw herself into Tang Xiaoyu's arms.
She shyly said, "Carry me out this door."
What could Tang Xiaoyu say? Of course he had to carry her!
After picking up Lin Qingying, Tang Xiaoyu broke out in a cold sweat.
[Oh my! My arms and legs hurt so much! This is retribution! Why was I thinking about having a wife and kids before! Isn't being single great?]
He gritted his teeth and carried Lin Qingying out of the bedroom, while she clung tightly to Tang Xiaoyu's neck, burying her head in his chest, not daring to look up.
Once they were out the bedroom door, Lin Qingying showed no intention of getting down. Tang Xiaoyu really couldn't hold on any longer.
"Dear, could you please get down? My whole body hurts badly."
Only then did Lin Qingying reluctantly let go: "When there's no one else around, you have to call me that from now on."
"Okay."
Tang Xiaoyu thought to himself: [I'm not calling you dear because I want you to get down. No way, it makes me feel a bit nauseous.]
Seeing the dumb look on Tang Xiaoyu's face, Lin Qingying took out a medicinal pellet: "Eat this and your injuries will heal."
Tang Xiaoyu took the pellet and swallowed it in one gulp. After ten minutes or so, his face and body were completely healed.
After moving around a bit, Tang Xiaoyu's mood improved considerably.
"My lady, allow me to escort you out." Tang Xiaoyu bent at the waist with his arm outstretched.
Lin Qingying placed her hand on Tang Xiaoyu's arm like she used to.
"Xiaoyu, let's walk."
"Alright, take it slow and watch your step."
Opening the door, the two walked out.
The Sky Demon Sect disciples were all dumbfounded.
One disciple said: "What's the situation?"
Another disciple: "Don't know."
Tang Xiaoyu hurriedly waved Chu Yanran over: "Yanran, bring an umbrella. Look how harsh this sun is. What if it tans our sect leader black?"
Chu Yanran knew about the conduct of this pair of dogs. She reluctantly brought an umbrella over and handed it to Tang Xiaoyu.
Tang Xiaoyu took the umbrella and held it over Lin Qingying.
"Sect Leader, let's go! I'll buy you a drink later, just bear with it for now."
Lin Qingying nodded: "Let's set off."
"Okay! Take it slow, watch your step."
"Lift your foot, watch the door sill."
Under the dumbfounded gazes of a group of people, the two walked out the door.
Seeing the two walk away, Wu Hao said to the other disciples: "See that? That's what you call professional. You guys still have a long way to go."
"Senior Brother Wu is right. We still have much to learn."
Chu Yanran was sour and angry again: "Humph! A pair of dogs. What's so great about them?" Having said that, she stormed back to her room.
The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
After Tang Xiaoyu and Lin Qingying came out, they headed straight for the most prosperous street.
Before long, one of Tang Xiaoyu's hands was already full of snacks while the other held up an umbrella.
Lin Qingying held food in both hands, taking bites from each.
"Xiaoyu, let's go check out that area."
"Alright."
They had just taken a couple of steps when Lin Qingying stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing much, just ran into my arch nemesis."
Tang Xiaoyu looked ahead but didn't see anyone particularly notable, just a country-toppling beauty with a hint of charm appearing in his field of vision after some time. Her black dress couldn't conceal her hot figure either.
"That woman with the violating figure?"
"What's this? Smitten already?"
"That's not my type. I like someone like you."
"That's more like it."
The woman approached with over a dozen youths.
With a smile, the woman said: "Sect Leader Lin, been flying solo these past few years?"
"Oh, silly me. Sect Leader Lin prefers the single life."
The woman's smile vanished instantly as she coldly said: "I bet it's because no one dares to pursue her!"
Lin Qingying retorted: "Still better than those no one wants."
"No one's pursuing you."
"No one wants you."
"No one's pursuing you."
"No one wants you."
..........
Tang Xiaoyu's forehead creased as the woman's disciples also felt awkward.
One of them held his forehead. "I knew this would happen."
Tang Xiaoyu walked over and poked the man's arm: "When will they stop?"
"At least half an hour for the short version, potentially a whole day for the long version."
"I see! Then let's not keep standing. We can sit over there and enjoy the show!"
The dozen-plus people looked at Tang Xiaoyu and nodded: "That makes sense."
Then, they borrowed some stools from a nearby street stall, paying for them of course. The dozen-plus sat down in two rows.
Tang Xiaoyu distributed the snacks among them: "Let's eat while watching. Once they're done arguing, we'll be done eating too."
"Brother, you're so smart. Why didn't we ever think of that before?"
Tang Xiaoyu said proudly: "Of course, you know who I am."
"Brothers, which sect are you guys from?"
"Divine Demon Sect."
Tang Xiaoyu said blankly: "Demons?"
"What demons. Same as Sky Demon Sect."
Tang Xiaoyu's gossip flame burned fiercely: "What's the situation?"
"Legend has it our founding patriarch and the Sky Demon Sect's were master and disciple sisters who had some disagreement and ended up at odds.
"You establish your sect, I'll establish mine. You take Sky Demon Sect, I'll take Divine Demon Sect. Basically trying to one up each other."
"I won't say more, you should understand now right!"
Tang Xiaoyu nodded profusely: "I understand, all too well."
"What's the deal with these two then?"
The Divine Demon youth said resignedly: "Bluntly put, these two are old maids... no, they should be called..."
Tang Xiaoyu reminded: "Spinsters."
"Good term. These two are spinsters whom no one loves. Then suddenly one day, our sect leader took a liking to some man. Their balance was disrupted."
"So our sect leader went specifically to mock your sect leader. And their relationship kept deteriorating."
Tang Xiaoyu asked curiously: "What happened to the man?"
The youth said resignedly: "He was completely unrelated to our sect leader. She had misunderstood. You know how it is for long-term singles."
Tang Xiaoyu nodded profusely again: "I know, I know too well. What's your sect leader called?"
"Xie Wanying."
"Their names go quite well together."
"Who isn't thinking that?"
The group was chatting merrily when Lin Qingying reached her hand back.
(Statement: After 60-plus chapters, basically no villains. Not that there are no villains, but Tang Xiaoyu doesn't see villains. Whether it's Lu Changchun or Lin Qingying, they're just satisfying their own spiritual needs.
Look at Tang Xiaoyu. From beginning to end, he hasn't gained anything. With just that bit of family property from Sanqing Sect, they're even worried about him absconding with the money.
In summary, what does Tang Xiaoyu have: a wounded body, an irritable temper, endless worries, at most that courtyard in White Tiger City he got. But Tang Xiaoyu has already given this courtyard to Lu Changchun.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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.”

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.