Thanks to the Generous Raspberry Yogurt for the Bai Yin Meng, I Kneel Before You

When I got up this morning, I went through my usual routine of scrolling through stupid memes to wake my brain up. Then, when I opened QQ to see if there were any new messages, someone told me—

Σ(Д;)Holy shit!!!!!! A Bai Yin Meng!?!?!

I was fucking stunned on the spot. It took me a moment to process it and calculate what a Bai Yin Meng meant.

Holy shit, ten Alliance Masters (clutches head in shock)!?

That's such a huge honor. Honestly, I never imagined that even I would one day have a Silver Alliance Master (covers face, sobs).

For a while, I found it hard to accept reality.

Just a few days ago, I'd learned about the Hall of Famous Works. I'd just set it as my goal and planned to work hard for a few days.

And today, I was already there (it was too sudden; I didn't know what to do, laughing through tears).

Honestly, I felt both flattered and under immense pressure.

Never mind the amount of money—someone was actually willing to spend this much money on my book! This much money! A Bai Yin Meng costs ten thousand yuan!

I accepted this weighty sentiment, as well as the honor it represented for an author. Thank you.

The thing is, I'd been updating three or four thousand words a day lately, and I hadn't slacked off since the end of the National Day holiday. I was planning to take a little break tomorrow (covers face).

Well, there went that plan.

The recent climax arc demanded real quality. Today was already my limit, and tomorrow I still had to spend time revising it again. I fucking couldn't even remember the last time I updated three times in one day.

Today's three updates totaled 7,359 words. I'd been