On the other side, Liu Bo was still enthusiastically describing the earlier battle to the group with animated gestures.
Su Yang called out, "Hey, fatty, cut the chatter."
"By the way, do any of you who fainted earlier feel any discomfort now?"
They all shook their heads. Ji Bo stepped forward and said, "The moment I saw that white mist, everything went black, and I passed out. But when I woke up, I didn’t feel any discomfort—it was like taking a nap. In fact, I felt even more refreshed. Anyone else feel that way?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ziming raised his hand in agreement. "Yeah, same here. All my exhaustion was gone after waking up."
The others who had fainted also nodded. "We feel the same."
Su Yang pondered for a moment. "That’s really strange. I thought the mist might be toxic, but instead of being harmed, you all woke up feeling better."
"Once we’re back in Haicheng, I suggest everyone get a quick check-up at the hospital."
"Got it, Yang. No big deal."
"Too bad we didn’t make it to the end of the hike," Su Yang said, glancing at Pan Ning.
Pan Ning shook her head. "We’re lucky nothing worse happened. This is on me—I shouldn’t have picked such a remote route."
Su Yang waved her off. "How is this your fault? It’s just bad luck. Plenty of people hiked here before us, and no one ever mentioned running into a bear."
"Yeah, Pan, don’t blame yourself," Liu Bo chimed in.
Pan Ning sighed. "Alright then. Let’s pack up. I’ll treat everyone to a hot spring to unwind."
Ji Bo hesitated. "Hot springs in the summer?"
Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "What’s wrong with you? Hot springs aren’t seasonal."
"I’ve just never tried them in summer, so I wouldn’t know."
"Let me educate you, then. Hot springs in summer improve blood circulation, relieve muscle fatigue, enhance skin condition, and help detoxify the body. Among other benefits."
"No way, really?"
"Of course. Otherwise, hot spring resorts would only operate in winter."
Su Yang chuckled. "One thing to add—you can soak in summer, but don’t overdo it. Too long and you risk dehydration."
"Right. Keep it under half an hour per session."
"Then I’m sold. Let’s go!"
"Alright, pack up and move out!"
......
Half an hour later, they had loaded everything—tents, tables, grills, trash bags, and other miscellaneous items—into their cars.
Following the earlier arrangement, Su Yang drove first, leading Pan Ning and the others out of the campsite at the edge of Qianye Mountain.
Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming followed slowly in their respective cars.
Inside the car, Su Yang asked while driving, "How far is this place?"
Pan Ning checked the navigation. "About 50 kilometers."
"Not bad. Is it a dedicated hot spring spot?"
"More than that—it’s a five-star resort hotel with everything. Located on the outskirts of Qingxi City, great environment."
"Nice. Perfect for relaxing."
"Su Yang, I’ve got a question for you," Meng Qianyu piped up from the backseat, leaning forward.
Su Yang smiled. "Go ahead."
"Back in the mountains, how did you have the courage to charge at that bear alone?"
Su Yang thought to himself, Hmm? Perfect opportunity. Gotta play this right.
After a brief pause, he replied, "It wasn’t about courage. At that moment, only Liu Bo and I were still standing. I sent him to get you two to safety, which left just me. If I didn’t distract the bear, none of us would’ve made it out."
"But... it was a bear."
"Even if it were a tiger or a dragon, I’d have done the same. I couldn’t just run and let it kill all of you. I’d have regretted it for the rest of my life."
Su Yang’s tone was firm, and it truly reflected his thoughts at the time.
Hearing this, Meng Qianyu fell silent, though the way she looked at Su Yang had subtly changed.
Seizing the moment, Su Yang silently asked in his mind:
—System? Did Meng Qianyu’s favorability increase?
[+5 points. Current favorability: 45]
—Nice. Worked like a charm.
"Su Yang, you always seem so carefree and easygoing, but in a crisis, you’re actually really dependable," Meng Qianyu said earnestly, clasping her hands.
"Pfft—" Pan Ning, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Meng Qianyu’s expression in the rearview mirror and couldn’t hold back a laugh.
"Sis, what’s so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing. Go on."
Su Yang scratched his head. "Wait, was that a compliment or an insult?"
"A compliment, of course! I genuinely admire you."
"Really? I just did what anyone would’ve done."
"When I saw you wrestling that huge bear, my mind went blank."
Tang Ziyun raised her hand. "Same! I thought you’d been possessed by Superman or something."
"Pfft—" Pan Ning burst out laughing again.
"Tch. What’s with you?" Su Yang feigned annoyance.
Pan Ning covered her mouth, eyes crinkling. "Alright, alright, I’ll stop."
Lu Yun, who had been quiet until now, finally spoke. "Too bad I passed out and missed everything."
"Trust me, that’s a good thing. It was terrifying. If you’d seen it, you might’ve fainted again."
Lu Yun stuck out her tongue. "I’m not that fragile."
"You have no idea, Lu. The way Su Yang and Liu Bo fought that bear was epic. You really missed out."
"Really?" Lu Yun’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. "How did it go down?"
"Su Yang grabbed the bear’s hind legs, and Liu Bo smashed its head with a rock. There was blood."
"Sounds like a movie scene."
"Even better than a movie."
"Weren’t you scared?"
"Of course! Tang and I were frozen in fear. Only after the bear ran off did we snap out of it."
"Yeah, if Su Yang hadn’t stepped up, who knows what would’ve happened," Tang Ziyun said, shuddering slightly at the memory.
Listening to the three in the backseat, Su Yang couldn’t help but smirk.
[Ding. Host’s current mood: pleased and satisfied. Reward: 1 million.]
The conversation showed no signs of stopping. Su Yang glanced in the rearview mirror and chuckled. "Alright, you’re making me blush. Let’s drop it. We’ve got time—why not catch some sleep?"
"How could I possibly sleep now? My mind is completely filled with the scene of you fighting that brown bear—it was just too cool. I should’ve recorded it on my phone. If that video got uploaded online, it would’ve gone viral for sure," Meng Qianyu said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Su Yang chuckled helplessly. "If you really had recorded and posted that video, you probably wouldn’t be seeing me for a long, long time."
"Huh? Why’s that?"
"What do you think?"
After a moment of thought, Meng Qianyu suddenly realized and stuck out her tongue with a sheepish giggle. "Heh, silly me. If I’d uploaded it, you’d probably get treated as some kind of special case and hauled off for research."
Su Yang smiled. "Glad you figured it out. Let’s keep this between us—no need to mention it to anyone else."
"Got it!"
"Alright then, Pan Ning, any good food spots in Qingxi City?"
Pan Ning thought for a second. "The lamb here is pretty good."
"Perfect. Let’s stop in the city for some lamb on the way—gotta replenish our energy!"
"Sure, I’ll look up a place."
...

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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]