Although they had slept relatively late the night before, everyone was in high spirits on the journey today, as if injected with adrenaline, each one full of energy, showing no signs of drowsiness.
The distance from the ancient town to Yulong Snow Mountain was over 30 kilometers. Fortunately, the road wasn't congested.
They quickly drove to a place with exceptionally beautiful scenery at the foot of the snow mountain—Ganhaizi.
Here, they could already see the majestic and spectacular Yulong Snow Mountain in the distance, though unfortunately, only scattered patches of white were visible at the summit.
After all, it was late August, so there was almost no snow. They might be lucky enough to see some once they reached the top later.
To appreciate the snow mountain's ultimate beauty, one really needs to visit in winter.
But since they were already here, they couldn't just not go up because there was no snow at the summit. The main purpose of this trip was to acclimatize to the high altitude.
At that moment, the distant sunlight shone on the majestic peak of Yulong Snow Mountain, casting it in a golden hue.
To the left of the road where they stood was a very wide and expansive gravel field. About ten meters from the roadside stood a large stone monument.
On it, written in red calligraphic script, were the three large characters for "Ganhaizi." In the lower right corner of the stone, there was also a small inscription reading "3100," indicating the altitude here had already reached 3,100 meters.
Several of the girls, seeing the beautiful scenery, clamored to get out and take photos. The three cars temporarily pulled over by the roadside.
There were already three or four other cars parked along the road at that time. Not far away, below the large stone, several men and women were gathered, taking pictures.
After that group finished, Su Yang, holding Meng Qianyu's camera, walked over, waved, and called out, "Ladies, hurry and stand over there. I'll take your picture~"
"Okay, okay~"
Pan Ning didn't really want to take a photo, but she couldn't resist Meng Qianyu's enthusiastic invitation.
Seizing the opportunity, Meng Wenzhou and the others also got out of the car and came to the roadside for a smoke.
Watching the five stunningly beautiful women, each easily scoring over 90 points, standing hand in hand under the large Ganhaizi monument, Meng Wenzhou and his friends, being used to such sights, didn't pay much attention.
However, some male tourists by the roadside looked surprised, staring intently at the five and whispering among themselves.
"Wow!! Where are these girls from? How is each one so pretty?!"
"Damn, I want to ask for a WeChat, any one of them!"
"Me too, they're absolutely gorgeous!"
"Dare to go ask for WeChat?"
"These girls are too beautiful; I suddenly feel a bit shy. They give off an unattainable vibe..."
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll go in a bit!"
......
Su Yang ignored the chatter from these tourists. He stood in front of the monument, directing the girls on poses.
"Xiao Qing and Xiao Su, you two stand on the sides and open your arms, it'll look better."
"Okay~" The two agreed and did as instructed.
"You three in the middle, smile a bit, make a gesture."
"Good, hold still." Su Yang said, half-squatting in front of them and quickly pressing the shutter.
Click, click~
In a few seconds, Su Yang had taken eight or nine consecutive shots of the five.
"Alright, let's change poses."
After changing poses two or three more times and taking a few more photos, they happily ran up to check the pictures.
"Looks great, looks great!!" Meng Qianyu exclaimed happily, hugging the camera like a child, laughing with satisfaction.
"My eyes are closed in this one," Su Qingci pointed at the camera screen.
"It's fine. Brother Su Yang took many shots for each pose. Look, this one, your eyes are open, beautiful~"
Seeing this, Su Qingci nodded with a smile: "Mhmm, this one works~"
While the girls were looking at the photos, Su Yang walked over to the guys and lit a cigarette: "How about we take a couple of pictures too?"
Zhang Ziming nodded: "Sure, the scenery here is really nice. Yulong Snow Mountain is in the distance, and the weather is great today. Let's take one as a memento."
"Agreed, we haven't taken a single photo since we set out~" Ji Bo thought for a moment and said.
"Right, we didn't take any in the previous cities. We should still record things."
"Then let's go. Have the girls take our picture."
"Okay."
The six guys walked over to the girls, smiling: "Which one of you will take a few photos for us?"
"You guys want to take pictures?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll take them for you." Tang Ziyun raised her hand. "My photography skills aren't as good as Su Yang's, but they're still decent."
Su Yang smiled: "Sure, sure, just a few casual shots are fine."
"Alright then, go stand over there~"
"Okay."
The six quickly went to stand under the monument. However, unlike the girls who held hands or linked arms, the guys just stood there smiling awkwardly on their own.
Tang Ziyun frowned, looking at the group through the camera viewfinder: "How about you move closer together? Otherwise, people might think you don't know each other~"
"Oh, okay." They quickly moved closer, perhaps feeling that just standing there was too stiff.
They all raised their arms to rest on the shoulders of the person next to them.
"Hey, that's much better! Smile, you guys, why do you look so serious~"
"Alright~"
They agreed and revealed stiff smiles.
Tang Ziyun quickly pressed the shutter.
A few seconds later, she gave the six an OK sign: "Done. Do you want to see?"
"No need to look now. Just send them to our group chat later~" Meng Wenzhou walked over and said.
"Okay then~"
After finishing the photos, everyone prepared to get back in the cars and continue their journey. However, at that moment, a young man quickly walked over from the roadside.
This person walked with his head held high, chest out, a smile on his face, heading straight for Pan Ning. He was around 180 cm tall, dressed quite fashionably, and not bad-looking. This was the guy who had earlier said he would go ask for a WeChat.
He walked up to Pan Ning and asked politely with a smile: "Hello, miss. Can we get to know each other and exchange WeChat?"
Pan Ning looked up slightly at the young man in front of her and replied calmly: "Sorry, I'm not really in the habit of adding strangers."
"Uh~ We've already spoken a sentence now, so we shouldn't count as strangers anymore, right~"
Pan Ning had heard pick-up lines like this since high school; her ears were practically calloused from them.
Just as she was about to reply with a refusal, Zhong Qing, who was beside her, stepped forward with a smile: "Sorry, handsome, but we're in a bit of a hurry."
This guy, having finally encountered a group of stunning beauties, wasn't about to give up so easily. Getting any one of their WeChats would be a win.
He looked at Zhong Qing, who had spoken, and smiled: "Miss, are you heading to Yulong Snow Mountain? We're going there too. How about we go together?"
By now, the guys had also noticed Pan Ning being approached.
Liu Bo walked over to Su Yang and said: "Brother Yang, do you need me to go help get rid of this guy?"
Su Yang shook his head with a smile: "No need, I'll go myself."
"Alright, then go easy on him."
Su Yang gave Liu Bo a sidelong glance: "I'm not part of the mafia..."
Su Yang said as he quickly walked towards Pan Ning's side.
In a few steps, he reached Pan Ning and Zhong Qing, then looked at the fashionable guy lingering beside them and smiled: "Hello there, handsome."
"Huh? And you are?" The guy turned and looked Su Yang up and down.
Su Yang smiled slightly, took Pan Ning's hand, and said: "Understand now?"
Seeing this, the guy awkwardly nodded, "Uh... got it, sorry."
He said this and turned to leave without hesitation. Su Yang and Pan Ning exchanged a glance. "So easy to deal with?"
But no sooner had they said this than they saw the guy wasn't actually leaving. Instead, he turned and walked towards Meng Qianyu, who was a few meters away, and started chatting with her with a smile on his face.
Su Yang was taken aback. "Whoa, seriously? You can do that?"
Zhong Qing, standing nearby, covered her mouth with a laugh. "I thought he was just going to leave. I didn't expect him to immediately switch targets when one didn't work out."
Pan Ning looked at Su Yang and said calmly, "I'll temporarily allow you to go help Qianyu out of that situation."
Su Yang nodded in agreement. "Ok!"
Just as the guy was pestering Meng Qianyu, Su Yang quickly walked over again, grabbed Meng Qianyu's hand, and said with a laugh, "You get it now, right, handsome?"
Seeing this, the guy was instantly dumbfounded, and Meng Qianyu was also a bit stunned.
The guy turned his head to look at Pan Ning walking behind them, then turned back to look at Meng Qianyu, who was staring at Su Yang.
"You... weren't you with that one just now... how is this one also...?"
Su Yang grinned. "Don't waste your effort. All the ones you see here are taken."
"What?"
......

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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?"

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!