"Phew~"
By the window, Li Luo, wearing a coat over her qipao, took a sip of hot tea and exhaled a puff of warm air.
Finally, it felt a bit warmer.
Next to her, Ye Wangchuan, dressed only in an undershirt, was eating cultivation pills.
Three cultivation pills, like hawthorn balls, were swiftly devoured by Ye Wangchuan in three bites.
Then, expressionless, he picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
Ugh...
No matter how many times I eat these cultivation pills, they still taste so bitter...
Ye Wangchuan thought to himself, then turned to Li Luo and said,
"I've finished the three cultivation pills. Now give me back my clothes."
"What? Didn't you sell the clothes to me directly?"
Li Luo, who had just warmed up, turned around in surprise.
Ye Wangchuan: "I only said three cultivation pills, not that I was selling you the clothes."
Li Luo: "Ye Wangchuan, your mom—"
"Your mom must be a celestial beauty, otherwise how could she have given birth to such a handsome son?"
[Antagonist Emotional Value +20]
[Current Balance: 90 Points]
"..."
Ye Wangchuan was stunned for a moment before saying,
"Are you trying to flatter me?"
"Ahaha, yes."
Li Luo said with a stiff smile.
"Flattery won't work. Oh well, just a piece of clothing, I'll give it to you."
Ye Wangchuan clapped his hands and called over a servant.
After a few words, a moment later, the servant brought a new set of clothes for Ye Wangchuan to put on.
Seeing this, Li Luo's expression froze.
"So you could just call a servant to get you clothes! Give me back my cultivation pills!!"
"Hmm? I was wondering why you were so insistent on my clothes."
Ye Wangchuan chuckled.
He just loved seeing this little loli chosen one lose her cool and go crazy.
...
...
In the old folks' area.
Several old men peeked out, secretly observing Ye Wangchuan and Li Luo.
Seeing Li Luo talking non-stop while Ye Wangchuan just smiled and listened.
One of the old men clicked his tongue and said,
"Old Li, you know what, I think these two really have potential!"
"That's right, look at Li Luo's coat, isn't it a bit too big? That's because it's Ye Wangchuan's coat!"
"Ha! Old Li, you've really struck gold this year! If this pair gets together, you'll surpass Old Liu for sure!"
The old men chattered among themselves.
Just then, all the old men suddenly felt a shiver down their spines, sensing a familiar yet dangerous aura.
They turned to see Ye Zhentian and Old Man Liu approaching with a smile.
"What are you looking at? Let me see too."
Ye Zhentian said cheerfully, following their gaze.
When he saw his son chatting and laughing with a little loli, he was momentarily stunned.
?
Ye Zhentian furrowed his brows and turned to the other old men, asking,
"What's going on?"
"Ahaha, Ye Ge, it's like this..."
The old men explained nervously.
After all, they were secretly gossiping about someone's son.
They had long heard that Ye Zhentian was extremely protective of his son.
If he got angry...
After the explanation,
"Oh, Old Ye, you know what, I think it's pretty good!"
Old Man Liu nudged Ye Zhentian with his elbow and said with a smile.
Unlike the other old men's nervousness, Old Man Liu looked quite relaxed.
"First, let's look at their talents. Your son is at the 99th rank, and Li Luo is at the 97th rank. Both are geniuses in terms of talent."
"Next, their looks. Your son is tall and handsome, almost perfect. And Li Luo, with her delicate features and healthy figure, is great except for being a bit short."
"Lastly, their backgrounds. Well... at least the Li family isn't too bad in my eyes."
Despite Old Man Liu's explanation, Ye Zhentian's frown didn't ease.
After a while, he shook his head and said,
"No, my son said he would only be with a strong partner."
"A girl like this, who's just starting out, would take ages to reach the ninth level."
"My son would never like such a young girl."
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Ye Zhentian said more and more confidently.
Old Man Liu asked curiously, "But what if your son really likes that girl?"
Ye Zhentian waved his hand confidently, "He wouldn't! My son only cares about benefits. I know his personality well!"
"Unless, that girl has some kind of divine artifact that can continuously provide Ye Wangchuan with treasures!"
"Otherwise, I can't think of any other reason!"
Hearing this, the surrounding old men nodded in agreement.
Ye Wangchuan's personality was indeed like that.
But Old Man Li's expression wasn't so good.
He turned to look at Ye Wangchuan and Li Luo.
Seeing Li Luo wearing Ye Wangchuan's clothes and the two of them drinking tea together.
He just couldn't believe it.
If these two didn't like each other, why would they get so close?!
Could they both be getting treasures from each other or something?
No matter what, he still had to try to match them up.
If it worked, they'd be set for life!
...
...
"Ye Wangchuan, you... um... your fingers are quite nice, long and slender."
[Antagonist Emotional Value +1]
[Current Balance: 200 Points]
After a series of over-the-top compliments from Li Luo, she had successfully accumulated 200 emotional points.
But...
It was just too hard to compliment someone without repeating yourself and still provoke an emotional reaction.
Because the more you compliment, the more the other person gets used to it.
But scolding was different. A single "pervert" could be repeated several times to rack up emotional points.
Even if it got to the point where Ye Wangchuan was immune to being called a pervert, you could still switch up the taunts, like calling him a "small fry~".
But the downside of quickly racking up emotional points was that it was easy to go too far with the insults and get severely punished.
Meanwhile, Ye Wangchuan's mind was full of questions.
What is this chosen one up to?
Why is she complimenting me?
And her compliments are so lame...
Just as Ye Wangchuan was pondering,
Bang!
A loud crash came from the entrance as an old man burst through the door.
Behind the old man was a young man.
Ye Wangchuan glanced indifferently.
Hmm... don't recognize them, must be from some small family.
But the next moment, Ye Wangchuan understood the identities of the old man and the young man.
A servant walked up to them and said,
"Are you from the Tang family? I'm very sorry, but the Tang family and their pets are not allowed at this banquet. Please leave."
As soon as the servant finished speaking, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.
"Which family is the Tang family again?"
"The one with the 3rd rank talent."
"Ohhh, that one! Hahaha—*cough* I just remembered something funny."
Hearing the continuous laughter around them,
Old Tang's face turned red with anger.
He immediately grabbed the servant by the collar and shouted,
"What do you mean by this, Ye family? You invited every family in Chang'an City, why didn't you invite my Tang family?!"
"That's right! How dare a mere servant speak to my father like that? You're asking for it! You're already on the path to death!"
Next to Old Tang, the young man Tang San also stepped forward to speak.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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...
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...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
