"That's the only way," Su Yang said calmly.
Liu Bo then looked at the two of them. "So, how should we tell the girls about this?"
"Just tell them straight. It's not some shameful secret, what's the big deal?" Meng Wenzhou said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, guess you're right."
Su Yang looked at the others. "We'll tell them later at the inn. Let's find a place to park the cars first."
Meng Wenzhou pointed to a road diagonally across from the north gate. "There's an open-air parking lot across the street. We can park there."
"Alright."
......
After they finished talking, Meng Wenzhou had already booked the rooms. He turned off his phone and looked across the street.
"Where did those guys run off to?"
"Over here~" Liu Bo pointed in the opposite direction.
Meng Wenzhou looked and saw the four girls about a few dozen meters away, already carrying several shopping bags as they walked over after just that short while.
The four of them hurried over. Meng Qianyu took out a flower cake and handed it to Su Yang. "Brother Su Yang, freshly baked flower cake, try it~"
"Okay, thanks." Su Yang reached out and took it.
Seeing this, Meng Wenzhou pretended to be jealous. "Which one of us is really your brother?"
"Uh... you are, you are. Here, you have one too~" Meng Qianyu, all smiles, took another flower cake from the bag and handed it to Meng Wenzhou.
"Ah, with Old Su around, even your own brother gets second place~"
"Come on, bro, are you eating it or not? If not, I'll give it to Fatty Liu~"
"Hey, yes please!" Liu Bo reached for the flower cake with a grin.
Meng Wenzhou slapped Liu Bo's hand away and snatched the cake. "In your dreams~"
"Are the inn rooms booked?" Pan Ning stepped forward and asked.
"All done, all done. Let's go."
"Okay, hurry up."
As they talked, everyone got back into their cars. Meng Wenzhou knew the way and led the drive out, with Su Yang and Liu Bo quickly following.
Since private cars aren't allowed inside the ancient town itself, they had to park outside this time.
The three cars soon arrived at an open-air parking lot diagonally opposite the north gate and parked.
This parking lot was very close to the ancient town, only about 100 meters away, which was quite convenient.
They planned to stay in Li City for two or three days, so everyone grabbed their bags of clothes and suitcases and headed towards the north gate.
After crossing the street, the ten of them, carrying their various bags and luggage, walked through the ancient town's main gate.
The weather in Li City was also excellent today—sunny and mild with a clear, cloudless sky. The gentle sunlight bathed every corner of the ancient town.
Looking around, the town's paths were mostly paved with bluestone slabs, with roads of all sizes winding through the streets and alleys.
The buildings inside the town were primarily wooden and earthen structures, with grey-tiled roofs, white walls, upturned eaves, and carved beams and painted rafters.
The entire ancient town was nestled against mountains and beside water, with majestic buildings standing row upon row.
The Yu River flowed into the town, splitting first into three, then into nine branches distributed throughout the area. Combined with the ever-present green trees and red flowers, it gave a feeling of vibrant life and lush greenery.
Although Dayan Ancient Town is now highly commercialized, most areas still retain their unique charm.
There weren't too many people in the town at the moment. At the entrance, on a relatively spacious square, a small band was performing.
The group looked over. Liu Bo laughed, "I thought it might be the band we met in Er City."
"What are the odds of that? Come on, let's get to the inn first." Meng Wenzhou, carrying a bag in one hand and holding his phone with the other, followed the navigation into the ancient town.
Everyone followed Meng Wenzhou while enjoying the scenery.
They strolled along a straight bluestone path, where the number of tourists was much higher compared to the entrance area.
On both sides of the road, they could see numerous shops filled with a dazzling array of handicrafts, local specialty stores, instrument shops, as well as many bubble tea shops and snack stalls.
Every instrument shop had staff or the pretty shop owner herself sitting at the entrance, playing hand drums. The melodious and rhythmic music drifted through the streets and alleys.
After walking a bit further, some small shops offering colorful braids appeared along the roadside. As they happened to pass by one, they looked inside and saw many girls getting their hair braided.
Seeing this, Meng Qianyu looked at the three girls beside her and smiled. "Do you guys want to get colorful braids?"
Tang Ziyun glanced into the shop and nodded. "Sure~ I think they look quite nice."
"Yeah, me too. Sis, Xiao Su, what about you? Let's all four do it together."
Su Qingci agreed with a smile. "I'm in~"
Pan Ning said indifferently, "Whatever~"
"Hehe, 'whatever' means yes. Let's go back to the inn and drop our stuff off first, then come back later."
"Sounds good~"
By now, the six guys had already walked ahead. The four girls quickly caught up.
"Hey, wait for us~"
......
About ten minutes later, following Meng Wenzhou, they climbed a rather steep staircase all the way up to the mountainside.
Turning from an intersection into a small alley and walking for another two minutes, they finally arrived on a somewhat quieter road.
Many inns on one side of this road were built along the mountainside.
Meng Wenzhou pointed to a large inn about twenty meters ahead on the left. "That's the place. Finally here. Had I known it was on the mountain, I wouldn't have booked this one."
"Yeah, I'm exhausted from the climb," Ji Bo said, panting.
"You're really out of shape. It wasn't that hard to climb~ just a few steps. It's very quiet here at night, and the view is great. Trust me, you'll love it," Zhang Ziming said with a wink.
"Alright, it's booked anyway, can't be bothered to change it now."
As they talked, they quickly reached the inn's entrance. The inn looked very traditional, surrounded by a white wall.
On the simple, antique-style signboard at the entrance, the words "Li City Shuiyuntian" were written in golden calligraphy.
In front of the inn gate was a small stone arch bridge, under which flowed a clear stream.
Crossing the bridge led to a small flat area planted with flowers and plants. Just the entrance area alone was quite nice.
Everyone carried their things through the open gate. Upon entering, the first thing that caught their eye was a large, square courtyard.
The courtyard was also filled with various flowers, plants, and trees. The ground was paved with stone slabs. In the very center was an octagonal pavilion, surrounded by four wicker swing chairs.
The courtyard was enclosed by three-story buildings. Passing through the reception area directly facing the main gate, there were several more small guest room areas in the style of courtyard houses.
The group walked around the side of the courtyard to the reception area. It seemed every inn in Li City liked to place a large tea table in the reception area for tourists to rest briefly.
Sitting here, having a couple of cups of Pu'er tea and chatting with different travelers or the inn owner had its own unique charm.
Entering the reception area, the front desk was directly opposite.
A young woman in her twenties stood behind the front desk, checking in a male guest. Three other tourists, also carrying bags and luggage, were sitting by the tea table.
Just then, a man who looked to be in his early thirties walked out from the inner courtyard and greeted Su Yang and the others with a smile.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm the owner of the Shuiyuntian Inn. Are you here to check in?"
Meng Wenzhou at the front nodded with a smile. "Yes, that's right. We've booked ten rooms."
"Oh, excellent. Was the booking made through TuanTuan?"
"Yes, it was."
"Great. Please, come over here and have a seat for a moment. I'll get you all checked in right after this gentleman here is finished."
"Alright, thank you."
"You're very welcome. Please, come sit down and have some tea."

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

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?"