"You look like my mom."
Ling Feng stared at Yang Yu dressed in casual home clothes.
"Do you say that to every pretty girl you see?"
Yang Yu flipped her damp hair, trying her best to look more like a mother.
Market demand is always the first priority.
Since the client wants it, pretending to be a mother is not a big deal.
After the meal, Ling Feng started cultivating by himself as usual.
He did not have a phone, nor had he accessed the internet before.
In the 20 years in the mountains, this was how he spent every day.
The night was alluring.
Returning to her room, Yang Yu changed into another set of cool clothes.
She would occasionally walk past Ling Feng, who was cultivating in the living room.
But Ling Feng always sat there steadfast, with eyes closed and legs crossed.
Her alluring state went unnoticed.
After trying everything, she met a stubborn stone, and her carefully laid plans flowed into the sea in vain.
In the end, Yang Yu still played her trump card.
The rented house was not big, and there was only one bathroom.
If you wanted to take a bath, you would inevitably pass by the living room.
Yang Yu, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked past Ling Feng half-exposed.
Unfortunately, there was still no response at all.
Fortunately, she had already expected this situation.
Without stopping, she went straight into the bathroom.
The pitter-patter sound of rain, along with the rubbing sound of palms sliding across the body.
Her faint figure on the translucent bathroom glass left an endless fantasy shadow.
"Ouch!"
The sound of rain continued, and a shout for help from the woman came through clearly.
"Bang!"
Without hesitation, Ling Feng jumped up from the sofa and kicked open the bathroom door in one go.
Yang Yu was half sitting and half lying, using her hands to support her body, bare without anything covering her.
Pitifully kneading her ankle, she said, "Ling Feng, I sprained my ankle, I can't get up. Come and help me."
The shower head drizzled down onto her fair and delicate skin.
Mist rose.
The scene was blurred.
An alluring glimpse flashed.
Confusing the mind.
With hot blood and vigorous vitality.
Steel is forged in scorching fire and extreme cold, so it is very sturdy.
It was obviously the first time the hot-blooded young man had seen such a scene.
His whole body relaxed its vigilance, and blood flowed from under his nose.
Flowing into his mouth, it was a salty taste.
"Come and help quickly!"
Yang Yu's voice rang out again.
Urging Ling Feng to come over.
Ling Feng casually picked up the woman from the ground and carried her back to the room.
One should not pursue the length of life when alive, but the quality of life.
Internal energy circulated and blood rushed back, the boiling blood returned to normal temperature.
His mother's words were still in his mind.
Even with thousands of temptations and ten thousand difficulties, I will remain unmoved like a mountain.
Yang Yu's foot was of course really sprained.
According to the information provided by the boss, the task target was a man proficient in medical skills.
She would naturally not make such a crude loophole.
Returning to the room, Ling Feng healed the sprained foot in no time, then fled the room in a panic.
In the end, Yang Yu's plan fell through completely.
But after some probing, it was not without gains either.
At least it proved that he was a normal man.
It's just that his mother had too much influence on him.
But what could she do about it? As long as the two were together long enough.
It would naturally happen between them.
The hazy night was charming, and also dangerous.
The rumbling sound of falling rocks, accompanied by rolling mudslides, swept over the whole village at the foot of the mountain.
In his sleep, Ye Bufan suddenly felt a huge force coming from all directions.
It hit him in the waist and blasted him out.
The golden bell rang, and the golden bell shattered.
The physique turned bronze yellow, unbreakable like a vajra.
The powerful body protection skill helped him block the lethal impact.
But it could not prevent him from being buried by the mudslide after the mountain slide.
It was another sunny day. After unremitting efforts, the excavator finally dug Ye Bufan, who was playing dead with the turtle hibernation skill, out of the ground before noon.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for surviving a disaster. You are rewarded with 200 self-rescue points, 1 robot, 1 Silencing Potion, and 1 Buy Loss Coupon.]
Without cleaning the dirt on his body, Ye Bufan focused his attention on the system item bar.
Three rewards and two new items.
Never seen before items.
The Buy Loss Coupon was easy to understand.
The other Silencing Potion was somewhat puzzling.
There were plenty of things that could mute people.
Could there be some special use that made it worthwhile to obtain from the system rewards?
He hurried to check the item information.
[Buy Loss Coupon: As long as it is used, any industry will lose twice the amount of its positive assets in negative assets.]
As expected, the Buy Loss Coupon was the opposite side of the Buy Profit Coupon.
For example, if a hotel was worth 100 million, after using this coupon, the hotel would become a debt of more than 200 million.
This was a good thing for pitting others, especially in certain places.
It would be too cool to use.
Ye Bufan still focused his attention on the latter item.
[Silencing Potion: For the system prompts, as long as the host drinks it, his system will no longer give any explanation, only retaining basic functions.]
Simply put, it muted the customer service lady that came with the system.
Without the manual, everything would rely entirely on his own exploration.
The system prompts would no longer exist either.
Well, this thing was still pretty good to say.
If used when the host first got the system, it would undoubtedly be the best time.
Overall, Ye Bufan was very satisfied with both items.
But looking at the collapsed houses, and thinking about the luck that would surely rise after Ye Feng came out of seclusion.
He still had to hurry up and recover the system!
Otherwise how could he withstand that.
There was still no abnormality from Gan Zhe's side so far, and the difference in self-rescue points was also quite large.
It was truly maddening.
Outside the Ximu Company Building
A young boy with a childish look on his face was anxiously rubbing his hands and waiting remorsefully.
The five o'clock bell had already rung, and office workers from the office building also came out in twos and threes.
Soon, a dazzling figure appeared in the boy's eyes.
He strode forward and came up to the girl.
"Lizi, Lizi, I was wrong that day. I shouldn't have listened to other people's words."
The young boy still with childishness was Gan Zhe.
After that day, he had originally given up hope.
His goddess had been tainted.
The old her could never come back.
But later, in the washroom at school, he happened to overhear two people talking again.
It turned out that the rumors of her affair with a superior were fake.
It was deliberately spread by a young rich second generation playboy.
He knew Lizi had a boyfriend. If they didn't break up, then he would absolutely have no chance.
Therefore, that rich second generation playboy spent a lot of money spreading this rumor at school.
Especially among the people, events and things that he often came in contact with, none were not bought by him.
Under everyone's accusations, Gan Zhe also gradually began to waver in his belief in himself.
If it hadn't been for him squatting in the toilet that day and hearing others chatting casually, he would have been fooled for a lifetime.
In that case, he would definitely not forgive himself.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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.”

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!

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.