"Sister, you've been grinning like an idiot since this morning."
Shen Qianqian looked up at Shen Yiyue, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, her eyes squinting as if she were looking at a fool.
"Ah? Do I? No, right?"
Shen Yiyue responded with a series of counter-questions, cracking an egg and pouring it into a heart-shaped mold in the pan.
"Yes, you do! Your mouth is all upturned!"
Shen Qianqian pointed at her sister's face, her expression one of having exposed the truth.
Shen Yiyue hummed a tune while frying the egg, not bothering to engage with her sister.
Shen Qianqian didn't get annoyed either. She walked over, gently nudged Shen Yiyue with her elbow, as if sharing a secret.
"How's it going with Ning Yu?"
Her mischievous demeanor made Shen Yiyue turn to her with a surprised look.
"Qianqian... what are you talking about?"
She didn't realize that her and Ning Yu's progress had already been observed by her sister, though Ning Yu had long noticed Shen Qianqian's peeping.
Ning Yu, however, didn't mind having a little sneak peek. She wasn't one to get embarrassed easily.
"Sis~~~ don't treat me like a kid. I've read more manga than you've had meals!"
Shen Qianqian boasted, pursing her lips in disdain at her sister's stubborn denial.
Hearing her tone, Shen Yiyue scooped the fried egg out of the pan with a spatula and bent down.
She then grabbed Shen Qianqian's cheeks with both hands and pulled.
Shen Qianqian's small face was instantly stretched into a silly grimace.
"Ah, sis, what are you doing! Your hands are so dirty, don't pinch my cheeks, they'll get rounder! You always do this!"
Feeling the oily sensation and slight pain on her cheeks, Shen Qianqian was utterly displeased and tried to escape her sister's grasp.
"You little troublemaker, what are you always thinking about?!"
Shen Yiyue had a look that said, 'I'll teach you a lesson.'
"What's all the commotion about?"
Ning Yu had just finished her morning workout, holding a towel to wipe her sweat, and walked in to see the two sisters bickering in the kitchen.
Such workouts no longer improved Ning Yu's physical fitness, but she still kept the habit.
Now, it was more of a morning ritual than anything else.
Today, Shen Yiyue insisted on making breakfast herself, so Ning Yu had worked out a bit longer. After all, she had taught her some basics before, so she wasn't worried about any disastrous cooking.
"Ning Yu!"
Seeing her sister distracted by Ning Yu's arrival, Shen Qianqian finally escaped the clutches and darted behind Ning Yu.
Holding onto Ning Yu's sports jacket for balance, she peeked out from behind her, stuck her tongue out at Shen Yiyue, and wiped off the oil stain that had just gotten on her face.
"Sis is bullying me again! She bullies me every day! She's a bad woman!"
After making a face, Shen Qianqian began to complain to Ning Yu.
"You little..."
Shen Yiyue grabbed the spatula, ready to continue the scolding.
"Help me, Ning Yu!"
The two then started circling Ning Yu, neither able to catch the other.
Standing in the middle, Ning Yu watched the playful fight, unable to help but smile and shake her head, not taking sides, just enjoying the show.
Such fleeting, beautiful daily moments, Ning Yu cherished every second of.
"Alright, alright, let's get back to cooking."
Ning Yu gently picked up Shen Qianqian and stopped Shen Yiyue, indicating the fried eggs that were about to cool.
"Ah! It's all your fault!"
Shen Yiyue shot a displeased glance at her sister before turning back to continue making breakfast.
"Nya nya nya..."
Shen Qianqian couldn't help but continue to taunt her sister.
At the breakfast table.
Shen Qianqian's face was red, clearly having been 'dealt with' properly, and she pouted, venting her frustration on the toast, taking big bites.
Ning Yu savored Shen Yiyue's cooking, clearly noticing her progress.
The previous fried eggs were mostly burnt black, but today's only had 30% burnt parts, a significant improvement.
"How is it, Yu?"
How could Ning Yu lack basic emotional intelligence? She nodded with a smile and said,
"Delicious."
"Ning Yu, don't lie..."
After eating several bites of toast, Shen Qianqian felt the sauce was too thick, the taste too strong, and she looked utterly disgusted.
"Mind your own business!"
Shen Yiyue only got fierce with her sister, glaring at Shen Qianqian with a threatening look.
"Tch... A woman in love really is..."
Shen Qianqian turned her head disdainfully, though her hand couldn't help but rub her sore cheek.
Shen Yiyue hadn't finished eating, so she couldn't scold her, and Shen Qianqian, to avoid her, had sat far away, making it hard for her to reach.
"Qianqian, you're washing the dishes!"
Shen Yiyue ordered her without mercy.
"I won't!"
Shen Qianqian refused to obey, turning to Ning Yu again to complain:
"Ning Yu, make her stop! She used to call me her little cotton jacket, but now I'm her punching bag!"
"Pfft!"
Hearing the term 'little cotton-padded jacket,' Ning Yu couldn't help but laugh.
Shen Qianqian must have been very cute as a child, no wonder Shen Yiyue called her that.
"Alright, alright~ I'll wash the dishes later, you two just eat in peace."
Sitting between the two, Ning Yu once again mediated the conflict.
"Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
The sisters each huffed on either side, focusing on their breakfast.
After the meal, Shen Yiyue went to the kitchen to help Ning Yu.
Seeing Ning Yu's silver hair swaying slightly in the morning light as she worked, Shen Yiyue hesitated for a moment before asking casually:
"What's wrong?"
Just as she turned her head, she felt a weight on her shoulder. Shen Yiyue had leaned her head on it, blinking at her with a playful smile:
"Of course, I'm here to help Yu with the dishes!"
"Then bring the pot over~"
Feeling the ticklish sensation on her shoulder, Ning Yu smiled and gave her a task.
But Shen Yiyue didn't move, still resting her head on Ning Yu's shoulder.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you'd help me?"
Ning Yu continued her work, curious.
"Helping Yu with the dishes requires a kiss as payment!"
Shen Yiyue whispered softly in Ning Yu's ear.
Ning Yu's hands froze for a moment, then turned her head again, looking at Shen Yiyue with a calm expression.
"Can I pay extra?"
Ning Yu took off the gloves.
"Ah...?"
Shen Yiyue was momentarily confused but quickly understood what it meant.
Because Ning Yu had already pinned her against the kitchen wall.
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.
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!
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...
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!
