After Tian Wei left, Meng Qianyu pouted and said, "Hmph, coming over to chat again, talking about music... I think she definitely has her eye on Su Yang."
Su Yang shook his head with a smile. "It's fine. I don't even know where she's from. Never mind, let's go too, take a walk around the old town."
"Sounds good, let's go~"
The group bent down and made their way past the front of the crowd, heading into the old town.
Meng Qianyu, Su Qingci, and Tang Ziyun walked at the very front.
Meng Wenzhou and the other guys walked in the middle.
Su Yang and Pan Ning brought up the rear.
The two of them didn't speak, quietly following the playful group ahead.
After walking for a while, Su Yang pulled a silver bracelet from his pants pocket and held it out in front of Pan Ning. "Here."
"What is it?"
"After singing, they let me pick an extra item. The person told me this bracelet is handmade by local ethnic minorities, said it can bring peace and good fortune, so I chose this."
"Then you should keep it."
"I don't need it. A guy like me can't exactly wear a silver bracelet like this."
Pan Ning looked at the silver bracelet before her and reached out to take it.
Su Yang grinned. "It's not worth much, but hey, I earned it with my performance skills."
Pan Ning shot Su Yang a look. "Well then, I won't stand on ceremony."
"Here, let me try putting it on for you." Su Yang said, taking the bracelet back and personally slipping it onto Pan Ning's right wrist.
"Huh? You know what, it fits quite well~" After putting it on, Su Yang took Pan Ning's hand and smiled.
"It does fit well."
"Nice."
......
Soon, everyone wandered into the old town. Before they knew it, as they went into various souvenir shops to look at things, they quickly got separated.
Su Yang had just gone into a shop selling cultural artifacts for a look around. When he came out, Pan Ning was nowhere to be seen.
Just as he was looking for her, a voice called out from behind, "Su Yang, wait for me~"
Su Yang turned to see Su Qingci hurrying towards him.
"How come you're alone? Where are Qianyu and Little Tang?"
"I don't know. We were walking, I turned around, and they were gone. I looked for a bit but couldn't find them, so I just started browsing on my own."
"Alright then, let's stick together. Don't go running off everywhere."
"Sure thing~" Su Qingci walked side-by-side with Su Yang as they continued forward.
Soon, as they passed a small souvenir shop, Su Yang caught sight of Pan Ning standing inside.
He grabbed Su Qingci, who was about to keep walking. "Little Su, wait. Pan Pan's in there."
Su Qingci tilted her head to look and smiled. "It really is her. Let's go in and see."
"Okay." The two of them said as they walked into the shop.
Pan Ning had just finished paying. She walked out holding a small bag.
"What did you buy?" Su Yang stepped forward and asked.
"It's a secret."
"A secret?"
"Mhm, I'll show you when we get back."
"Alright then. Let's go find the others. It's about time to head back and rest anyway."
"Okay~"
The three of them walked out of the small shop. About ten minutes later, they had gathered everyone back together.
At eleven p.m., everyone arrived at the earlier parking spot, ready to drive back to the guesthouse.
But then they suddenly remembered they'd all had some drinks at dinner, so they had no choice but to call two designated drivers.
Because of the designated drivers, Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou proactively got out and hailed a taxi to follow behind.
A little over half an hour later, the two cars plus the taxi returned to the guesthouse entrance. Su Yang paid the fare, got out, and walked into the courtyard chatting with Meng Wenzhou.
By then, the two cars were already parked.
Everyone chatted as they walked towards the villa.
By now, almost everyone was carrying some purchases.
Meng Wenzhou had bought a box of Pu'er tea in the old town, while Liu Bo had bought a string of Buddhist prayer beads.
Zhang Ziming and Ji Bo had also bought some souvenirs.
Soon, everyone was back in the villa.
After sitting and chatting briefly, they each went to their rooms.
Having driven for most of the day and gone out for a long walk in the evening, everyone was a bit tired. A little after midnight, they retired to their rooms.
Pan Ning had chosen a guest room on the second floor facing Erhai Lake. Su Yang had chosen one on the third floor.
The others were also distributed between the second and third floors.
After returning to his room and taking a quick shower, Su Yang lay in bed playing on his phone.
He opened Douyin and scrolled for a while. Just as he was starting to feel bored, he suddenly came across a video of someone singing at the old town entrance.
In the video, a handsome guy was standing in front of a microphone stand, about to sing. Su Yang was taken aback and laughed. "Holy crap? Isn't that me?"
He checked the number of likes on the video—already over 200,000.
The video had only been up for two or three hours at most and had that many likes, and the number was still growing.
"Damn, am I going viral?" Su Yang smiled, clicked open the over 30,000 comments, and started reading.
The comments were all praising the guy in the video for his great singing and good looks.
There was one highly-upvoted comment: "Does anyone know who this guy is? Searching the whole internet for him!! I'll transfer 300 yuan via WeChat to whoever finds him."
Su Yang clicked to see the replies under this comment. So far, no one had tagged him.
"What do they want with me? Heh, interesting~"
[Ding. Detected that the host, after watching a video of his own dashingly handsome singing performance, is in a pleasant mood and thoroughly enjoying himself. Reward: 2 million.]
After scrolling through the comments for a bit, Su Yang clicked on the profile of the person who posted the comment looking for him.
As soon as he entered, his eyes widened slightly in surprise. The account was called 'Seventeen's Sunny Diary,' and the profile had seven or eight videos documenting daily life.
The thumbnail for every single video was a photo of the account owner.
Judging just from the photos, the person could be described as stunningly beautiful, easily on par with Tang Ziyun and Meng Qianyu.
That's right, it was a girl.
Curious, Su Yang clicked on one of the videos. The girl in it was indeed very pretty, performing a classical dance.
Of the seven or eight videos, two or three were of dancing, two were of playing the piano, and a few others were about food.
"Seems like she's from a comfortably well-off family. She really is good-looking. Oh right, let me check the IP."
Su Yang exited the video and scrolled up. The IP location displayed for this person was actually Tianhai Province.
"Oh? It couldn't be that much of a coincidence, could it? Might even be from Haicheng."
"Never mind for now. Wait, let me ask the system."
—System, scan this person.
[Zhong Qing, Age: 21]
[Height: 167cm]
[Weight: 52kg]
[Appearance Score: 90]
[Figure Score: 95]
[Number of Relationships: 1, Currently Single]
[Number of Partners: 0]
[Characteristics: Enjoys music, dance, straightforward personality]
[Detected that Zhong Qing meets the binding criteria. Bind?]
Su Yang thought for two seconds before replying in his mind.
—Hmm... Let's not rush it. We'll deal with it after returning to Haicheng. I can bind anytime I want anyway.
Su Yang said this, closed the virtual screen, and exited Zhong Qing's profile.
By now, the video had finished playing. It was over four minutes long, completely recording the entire song.
Su Yang watched it through properly one more time, gave it a like, and then continued scrolling through other videos.
Unconsciously, the time reached half past one.
Just as he was about to turn off his phone and go to sleep, a message popped up at the top of the screen.
"Come to my room."
Seeing the message, Su Yang smiled slightly. He rolled out of bed, left the guest room, gently closed the door, and went downstairs.
He soon arrived at Pan Ning's room door.
The door was slightly ajar. Su Yang pushed it open and walked in.
Pan Ning was leaning against the headboard, covered with a thin blanket.
"What's up?" Su Yang closed the door and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Here." Pan Ning picked up a small wooden box from the bed and handed it to Su Yang.
Su Yang took the box and looked at it. "Is this what you bought earlier in the ancient town?"
"Mhm, open it and see."
Su Yang opened the box. Inside lay a red cord strung with a single, crystal-clear red agate bead.
"What's this?"
"They said it's called a red agate bracelet. It has meanings of attracting good fortune, having great luck, and also symbolizes longevity and health."
[Ding, detected host is feeling happy after receiving a gift. Reward: 1 million.]
Just as Su Yang was about to speak, Pan Ning placed her index finger on his lips and continued, "Do you know what else red agate symbolizes?"
Su Yang shook his head.
Pan Ning said softly, "Red agate also symbolizes eternal love~"
"Really?"
"Mhm~"
"Didn't you get one for yourself?"
As she spoke, Pan Ning brought her right hand out from under the blanket.
Su Yang looked and saw that on Pan Ning's right wrist, she was now wearing the silver bracelet he had just given her and an identical red agate bracelet.
Pan Ning turned her wrist slightly and smiled. "I'm wearing mine~"
"Then I'll wear mine too. You put it on for me."
Su Yang extended his left hand. Pan Ning took the red agate bracelet from the box and fastened it onto his wrist.
"There. You can't take it off except when bathing~"
"Okay, I won't take it off."
After saying this, Su Yang looked up at Pan Ning. Their eyes met, and they slowly leaned closer.
Three seconds later, Pan Ning closed her eyes and actively kissed him.
...

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Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”