[Wuxia Crossover] A Slacker Merchant's Guide to Doing Nothing

Prepublication: [Wuxia Crossover] Transmigrating with Inherited Game Skills, But Is This an Adult Game? Chu Liuxiang pairing, blurb below

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A lazy, carefree bottom who sleeps wherever he falls × a cold-faced, warm-hearted, aloof top: You Mian × Wu Qing

You Mian transmigrates into a Wuxia Crossover world and discovers that, aside from a useless System and a terrible mess to deal with, he has nothing.

He gives a lazy smile. "How hard can running a stall be? Piece of cake!"

Reality promptly slaps him in the face.

He doesn't set up his stall in the morning because he can't get up.

He doesn't set it up at night because he wants to sleep.

It's too hot, so he doesn't set up. It's too cold, so he doesn't set up either.

When he finally does set up, he makes money by being a shameless, unscrupulous merchant.

He just sold Chu Liuxiang a copper mirror in the desert for three hundred taels, claiming it "reflects your inner self," and the next second, Shi Guanyin nearly blasts him into the air.

You Mian: "Dear customer, this is a 'beautifying mirror for the soul.' It cures excessive narcissism!"

At Bat Island, he sells a pair of glasses that can "see through everything." He secretly puts them on the island master's corpse, then casually takes a piece of gold from the pile of gold and silver treasures beside it.

You Mian: "Even if you're dead and blind, you can still wear glasses on your inner eye, dear."

He sets up a stall outside Li Garden, and a green hat called "Nature's Favorite" falls from the sky and lands on Li Xunhuan's head.

You Mian: "Brother Li, these vines are a godsend for lazy people! You can grab anything without lifting a finger! Let's just send a hundred little knives flying, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

He sets up a stall outside Shaolin Temple, selling hair-growth serum that promises to "give you back your glossy black hair."

Wuhua: "Amitabha. This monk has no need..."

You Mian: "Master, being bald isn't your fault, but refusing to be saved when you're bald is your fault!"

A year goes by, and You Mian is still making a tidy profit without ever taking a loss, until he meets a willing sucker: Wu Qing, known in the martial world as Constable Sheng, aloof and proud, cold-faced but warm-hearted.

You Mian makes his pitch lazily. "Constable Sheng, this jade pendant is so elegant and luxurious, and this pouch has such a lingering fragrance. Other than you, I can't think of anyone worthy of them!"

Wu Qing gives a faint nod. "Wrap them up."

You Mian beams, ready to name an outrageous price, but Wu Qing takes a stack of banknotes from his robes and spreads them out before him. "For you."

You Mian: "...What?"

The young man's face is as pale as the moon, his slender fingertips imbued with a graceful spirit. "For you."

But the ears hidden beneath his black hair are red as blood.

From then on, You Mian's life as a stallholder takes a dramatic turn.

He doesn't set up in the morning? Wu Qing comes to wake him himself.

He doesn't set up at night? Wu Qing simply goes to bed with him.

He doesn't set up because it's too hot or cold? Wu Qing fans him or tucks him in.

The martial world: "Constable Sheng, how did that lazy stallholder lead you astray too?"

Wu Qing: "He's not lazy. He just... needs me."

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Prepublication: A cross-dressing, pleasure-seeking bottom × Chu Liuxiang

When Hua Jianong finishes drawing his eyebrows in the mirror, he suddenly remembers the game skills he inherited after transmigrating:

Skill 1: Flirtatious Gaze. Hold eye contact for 3 seconds to daze the target and increase their affection by 5.

Skill 2: Fragrant Breath. Say "darling" to make the target obey for 60 seconds and increase their affection by 10.

Ultimate: Passionate Embrace. Force intimacy for 30 minutes and increase affection by 60.

Passive: Blind Love. During the ultimate, all flaws are ignored.

It sounds awfully familiar. In fact, it is familiar, because these are the adult-game skills he'd been grinding nonstop before he died!

It's fine. Anyone who's played an adult game knows you have to grind like crazy, even when the content is explicit. He won't just activate the explicit content on a whim.

The first time he tries to use a skill, before Hua Jianong can even speak, someone kicks open the door of the wooden house. In a panic, he jumps up and pretends to be frightened, throwing himself into the arms of a man in white.

"Please save me, sir."

Hua Jianong has picture-perfect features and captivating eyes. He looks utterly pitiful.

The man in white draws him into his arms on the surface, but secretly leans close to his ear and whispers, "This Chu has no interest in men. You still need to work on your disguise, young master."

*

In just one year, a bewitching beauty has suddenly appeared in the martial world. They say everyone obeys his every word, and that even the abbot of Shaolin clutches his prayer beads and flees when he hears the beauty's soft whisper.

At the martial arts tournament, everyone is clashing swords out front. No one could have guessed that the bewitching beauty is in the back chambers, whispering sweet nothings with a man.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't touch a man, Master Thief?" Hua Jianong wipes the blood at the corner of his lips onto the other's immaculate white clothes.

Chu Liuxiang suddenly tugs open his collar. "But every time you look at me, your eyes seem to say, 'Come kiss me.'"

Amid the sound of ripping silk, Hua Jianong chuckles, and the cinnabar mole on his collarbone catches the Thief Marshal's eye. Chu Liuxiang brushes a fingertip over the spot of red. "This mole wasn't here three days ago."

1. The bottom is very good at using his looks to get what he wants.

2. He has always believed that a gentleman is no different from others, except that he knows how to make use of things.

3. The bottom has a wicked sense of humor and isn't a good person.

Currently serializing a historical BL novel: Ye Wuqiu was pursuing two characters in a game at the same time.

One was a cool-headed hero who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. The other was a dark, possessive, manipulative dancer.

Every day, he was either sightseeing and being lovey-dovey with the hero or whispering sweet nothings with the dancer.

When he was with Jian Weihan, Ye Wuqiu did as he pleased. The other man always indulged him with a smile, then reached up to gently stroke his hair.

When he was alone with Liu Zhaoshuang, Ye Wuqiu let himself go and said all sorts of flirtatious things. The dancer never got upset. He would always pretend to be understanding and say, "Baby came to see me. I guess he's not here."

Ye Wuqiu was so happy with this life that he forgot all about the world outside.

Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would find himself inside the game?

The room is dim, the lamp flickers, and breathing is ragged.

At that moment, he is straddling Liu Zhaoshuang's lap, locked in an embrace.

One of the other man's hands is rubbing the small of his back, while the other taps his head. The faint scent of face powder surrounds him.

The man buries his face in Ye Wuqiu's neck. His hot breath falls on Ye Wuqiu's sensitive skin as he speaks. "Baby, he's not here tonight. You let me come over. This is so thrilling."

Ye Wuqiu goes rigid. Before he can react, Liu Zhaoshuang has already pressed his burning lips against Ye Wuqiu's Adam's apple.

Just as the other man is about to continue, a warm, magnetic voice suddenly comes from outside the tightly shut door. "A-Qiu, are you asleep?"

Jian Weihan looks upright and honorable. Though he indulges Ye Wuqiu, if he sees him wrapped in another man's arms, who knows what terrible thing he might do?

In the moment of crisis, Ye Wuqiu hurriedly shoves Liu Zhaoshuang into the wardrobe.

Only then does he open the door, his spring shirt damp with sweat and his face flushed.

Jian Weihan, clad in black with a long saber at his waist, carries the crisp scent of plum blossoms. He pauses when he sees Ye Wuqiu's appearance, then asks gently, "Why is your face so red? Sorry, I shouldn't have said those dirty things earlier. Want to hit me to let off some steam?"

In front of him is the swordsman he's been married to for three years, with their affection maxed out and the comfort of an old married couple. Behind him is the dancer he's been teasing for two and a half years, hidden in the wardrobe and full of passionate affection.

Ye Wuqiu looks calm on the outside, but inside he is in a complete panic.

Damn it! If he'd known that the love-triangle showdown he'd enjoyed seeing in the game would happen right in front of him, he would have just used the world chat to find a partner like a normal person!

Theme: Running a stall is also a way to make money.