She glanced at Lynn, who was earnestly feeding her porridge, and froze for a moment.
Then, just as Lynn's gaze turned toward her, she quickly jerked her head to the side.
Her eyes widened.
Wisps of white steam suddenly rose from her head, and her mind buzzed.
Eh...
So...
Was it because he cared for his master that he took such good care of her whenever she fell ill...
Eh...
It was the first time she heard her disciple express such concern in his heart...
Lost in thought.
"Master, why did your face suddenly turn red?" Lynn asked, bewildered.
Nanako jolted, quickly snapping back to reality, her large eyes wide as she said, "It... it's not red at all! Master wants to eat porridge now! Don't say such strange things! Feed... feed me!"
Damn it! Nanako, don't let your imagination run wild.
It's just a disciple's concern for his master!
It's filial piety! Filial piety!
It's definitely not that kind of weird thought!
Hmph! It's not!
...
Soon, night fell.
Lynn sat at the table with a lit candle, holding a quill pen, intently focused on the notebook in his hand.
Scratch scratch scratch—
Scratch scratch scratch—
His quill moved as if divinely guided, writing magical formulas one after another in the notebook at a dazzling speed.
If any other mage were present to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be astounded.
The rigorous calculations and complex derivations flowed from his hand as easily as elementary school mathematics.
After a while,
Lynn took a deep breath and picked up the notebook with satisfaction, saying:
"This should do it. Although my loli master is only a city-breaker level mage, with this meditation technique I've specially modified for her, even king-level spells shouldn't be beyond her reach..."
One could faintly see the title "Ice Sorrow Meditation" written on the notebook's cover page.
Then, Lynn's lips curled into a smile.
He had already thought through the specific method.
Teaching others while concealing one's identity - this trick had been overused in cultivation novels from his previous life!
Even though this was reality.
It could still be put to use!
He just needed to pretend to be some great being, then drag his loli master into it, saying she had won the grand prize in a lottery and gained his protection - wouldn't that work perfectly?
In cultivation novels, weren't protagonists always accidentally stumbling into some high-energy realm?
And then coincidentally gaining the favor of some ancient expert?
He could use that same trick!
Lynn's lips curled into a smirk.
He could hardly wait to see his loli master's expression of reverence when she encountered him.
So then...
First, to find a suitable location.
Thinking this, Lynn raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.
Click—
In the next moment, Lynn's body vanished from the spot.
...
Meanwhile.
In the Ice Plane.
Within an ancient snow-covered palace.
The mighty Ice Lord, ruler of the Ice Plane, great sovereign of storm and frost, sat contentedly upon his ancient throne, surveying his domain with satisfaction.
His name was Amon, an ancient and powerful ice dragon.
Since the God War a thousand years ago, he had fled through countless planes of the Abyss.
And finally became the true ruler of this place.
"Ah, life!" the frost dragon smacked his lips, gazing contentedly at the endless snowstorm.
"This is how it should be - relaxed and comfortable. If it weren't for some unavoidable circumstances, who would willingly choose to be someone else's bootlicker?"
He laughed heartily, thoroughly pleased with the palace he had spent a full thousand years building.
Look at these towering pillars!
Look at this sturdy throne!
Look at this endless snowy vista!
Only such a palace was worthy of his current noble status!
Then he recalled those shameful memories from over a thousand years ago, remembering that detestable figure whose boots he had to lick daily.
Yes!
Even dragons...
Have memories they'd rather forget.
But he wasn't just any dragon - he was one of the Dragon Regent's mounts, the most capable part-time administrator and royal relative to the young emperor!
Back then,
He had relied on his unrivaled boot-licking skills to stand out among countless dragons and successfully rise to power.
But who knew that less than five hundred years later.
That Dragon Regent would gather the forces of the entire continent, intending to challenge the gods head-on.
Anyone could see that such a battle was impossible to win!
So.
When that great war was clearly heading toward defeat, he made his decisive escape.
Running without looking back.
And then spent a full thousand years laying low here!
Dragon Amon's lips curled into a smile as he said, "Now this is true wisdom!"
Of course, he hadn't been the first to discover this plane.
He had found it by chance while traveling with the Regent during their tours.
And as the Regent's number one bootlicker, just seeing that the Regent seemed to like this place, he immediately proposed building a palace here.
For the Regent to visit when bored.
And to swindle some funds along the way.
"Hahahahaha!" Dragon Amon laughed loudly. "What a shame! Such a wonderful place, and you old fool will never see it. This place is only fit for the great Lord Amon to enjoy!"
"It wasn't in vain that I spent a full thousand years completing this epic wonder!"
He laughed arrogantly, thoroughly enjoying himself.
But at that very moment.
Crack—
A thunderous sound.
In the middle of the palace hall, space suddenly rippled.
The next moment, the figure of a young man appeared in the empty hall.
An intruder?!
Amon jolted.
He suddenly turned his head, spreading his massive wings, his gaze instantly falling on the figure that had suddenly appeared in the hall, snarling:
"Who dares intrude upon Amon's domain?!"
Roar—
His huge wings spread wide as he instantly flew over, his enormous body landing before the young man.
Boom—
Endless snow and ice flew up.
Lynn stood there with deadpan eyes, looked around, and then his gaze fell upon the massive and fierce dragon.
Lynn was stunned.
Something looked familiar.
Amon coldly surveyed the suddenly appeared human before him, examining him up and down.
A human?
Interesting.
He doesn't seem like an assassin sent by the gods to eliminate me.
Perhaps a Planar Ranger? Indeed, many powerful human god-mages enjoy traveling between planes.
Or maybe a lost one?
That's quite possible too.
Every year, many beings from the main world accidentally enter spatial rifts and get transported to various planes.
But regardless...
His face twisted into a cold smile.
Now that you're here, you're at my mercy.
The great Amon hasn't had fresh meat in a long time, hehe...
But just then.
"Little Ai? Is that you, Little Ai?" Lynn asked in surprise.
Instantly.
Even the fierce wind seemed to freeze.
Dragon Amon's smile instantly froze on his face.
This name is...
This absolutely infuriating name is...
Lynn carefully examined him, then his eyes lit up as they fell on the collar around the dragon's neck.
Though somewhat worn.
He could still clearly see the words he had personally carved there long ago.
[Lynn's Exclusive Mount: Cute Little Ai]
"..."
"..."
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
