About an hour later, the three cars entered downtown Qingxi.
Qingxi was a prefecture-level city under the jurisdiction of Tianhai Province, the third-largest city in the province after Haicheng and Yangcheng.
The roads in the city were wide, with well-maintained urban greenery and towering skyscrapers. The streets were bustling with pedestrians, creating a lively atmosphere.
Su Yang followed the GPS to a restaurant called Qingxi Black Goat Mutton House.
According to Pan Ning, this place served exceptionally good food—she made it a point to stop by for an authentic mutton hotpot every time she visited Qingxi.
The three cars found parking spots along the roadside one after another before everyone leisurely walked into the restaurant.
The eatery wasn’t large, just an unassuming roadside spot that most people wouldn’t go out of their way to visit unless recommended.
As they pushed open the glass door, a rich aroma of mutton immediately greeted them.
It was around 4 p.m., still early for dinner, so the restaurant wasn’t crowded—only two tables were occupied.
"Smells good," Su Yang remarked with a smile as he stepped inside.
A young waitress in an apron hurried over. "Welcome! How many in your party, handsome and beautiful guests?"
"Eleven. Do you have a private room? I don’t see a table big enough here."
The waitress beamed. "We do have a private room upstairs. Please follow me."
"Alright."
Su Yang nodded, and the group trailed behind her past the cashier, ascending a steep, narrow staircase.
Bringing up the rear, Meng Wenzhou glanced around and muttered, "Haven’t been to a place like this in ages."
Ji Bo chuckled beside him. "First time for me. Can a small place like this really be good? I’m pretty picky about food."
Liu Bo rolled his eyes. "You spoiled rich kids wouldn’t know—these hole-in-the-wall joints are where the real flavors are."
Ji Bo grinned. "Come on, Bro Liu, don’t exaggerate. I’m just from an average family."
"Oh yeah? Living in a mansion, driving luxury cars—totally average. I heard from Brother Meng your dad’s company pulls in at least a small target a year."
"Eh, it’s nothing compared to Brother Meng or Brother Yang."
"Ugh, stop humble-bragging. Can’t stand you."
"You’re not exactly broke either," Ji Bo shot back.
"Me?" Liu Bo pointed at himself.
"Yeah, you."
"I just got lucky meeting Brother Meng. Otherwise, I’d still be a regular wage slave."
"Luck’s part of skill, man."
"Enough, you two," Meng Wenzhou cut in impatiently.
Soon, the eleven of them reached the second floor, navigating a narrow hallway before entering a modest private room.
The room was simple—just a small round table and an old mahjong machine, nothing else.
"Please take a seat. Here are the menus," the waitress said, handing two menus to Su Yang and Meng Qianyu.
Su Yang skimmed through his. "What’s the most popular hotpot here, miss?"
Flustered at being called "miss," the girl shyly stepped closer and pointed at the menu. "Our clear broth hotpot is the crowd favorite."
"Clear broth it is," Su Yang said, glancing at the others for confirmation. "Everyone good with that?"
"Sure, you order."
"Great. Miss, we’ll take a large pot and ten extra servings of mutton."
"T-ten servings?" The waitress blinked.
"What’s wrong?"
"Um, I’m just worried you might not finish. Our portions are generous—five servings should be enough for eleven people."
"No worries, we can handle it. Just bring it out," Su Yang replied with a smile, passing his menu to Pan Ning.
"Here, see if you want to add anything else."
Five minutes later, after ordering side dishes, the waitress finally left with their menu.
"Sis Pan, is their mutton really that good?"
"You’ll see soon enough. Would I bring you here if it wasn’t?"
"Heh, fair. Just never tried a place like this before."
"Wait till you taste it. You won’t find this flavor back in Haicheng."
Su Yang looked around. "What’s everyone drinking?"
Liu Bo grinned. "Gotta pair mutton with alcohol!"
"You driving later?"
"Ji Bo can take the wheel."
"I’d like a drink too, though."
Su Yang shook his head. "Let’s hold off. We’ll drink tonight after parking at the hotel."
"Fine."
"Just grab a couple of large Cokes, then."
"Got it."
Twenty minutes later, the waitress returned with a middle-aged man.
She carried an induction cooker, setting it up on the table first.
The man then placed a large pot filled with mutton on top.
"Once the broth boils, it’s ready to eat. Rice, side dishes, and dipping sauces will be right out."
"Thanks. Oh, and two large Cokes, please."
"Ah, sorry, sir. We only have Pepsi. Is that okay?"
Su Yang frowned slightly. "Fine. Make sure they’re cold."
"Of course!"
"Wow, smells amazing," Lu Yun said, waving the rising steam toward her nose.
"Looks great too—packed to the brim. How much for this pot, Brother Yang?"
Su Yang smiled. "285."
"That cheap?!" Ji Bo exclaimed.
"Pretty standard. These places don’t charge per head—the large pot is fixed-price. But with the extra mutton, it adds up. Liu Bo alone could probably polish off three or four servings."
Liu Bo scratched his head sheepishly. "Heh, Brother Yang, you know me too well."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
