After everyone returned to the inn's reception area, sat down, and had a few cups of tea, they prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.
Meng Qianyu looked at Su Yang, who was still sitting: "Brother Su Yang, what time are we leaving later?"
Su Yang raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "Ten o'clock. I'll message you later. Don't fall asleep, okay?"
"Definitely not. I'll go back, take a shower, and play on my phone."
"Alright, you go ahead then. I'll sit here a bit longer."
"Okay."
Meng Qianyu, Tang Ziyun, and Su Qingci were the first to leave.
The others sat for a while longer, chatting with the inn owner, before also getting up one by one to return to their rooms.
Meng Wenzhou looked at Su Yang: "Old Su, are you still going with Qianyu later to Ganjiazi to watch the meteor shower?"
Su Yang smiled wryly: "Yeah, I promised her a long time ago. But I originally thought we'd just watch it from the mountain top in the ancient town. Who knew she'd pick such a faraway place."
Meng Wenzhou gave a bitter laugh: "Well, good luck then. I can't walk anymore; I'm heading back to my room first."
"Alright, rest early. We're heading to the next stop tomorrow."
"Oh right, where is our next stop again?"
Su Yang thought for a moment and said, "Ya'an."
"Ok, then we really need a good rest tonight. I'm off."
"Mhm."
As Meng Wenzhou spoke, he left first with Liu Bo and the others.
Now, only Su Yang, Pan Ning, and Zhong Qing remained at the tea table.
Su Yang turned to look at Pan Ning and Zhong Qing: "Aren't you two going back to your rooms to rest?"
"Aren't you leaving?"
"I'm not tired. I'll have a couple more cups of tea before going back."
Pan Ning said calmly, "Then I'm going back. Be careful driving tonight."
"Got it. You hurry back, take a shower, and rest. We'll set off early tomorrow."
"Mhm." Pan Ning agreed and walked towards the backyard with Zhong Qing.
After the two left, Su Yang leaned back in his chair alone, drinking tea, smoking, and chatting idly with the inn owner.
"Brother Lao Ma, my friend said the viewing is really good for the meteor shower at Ganjiazi at night. Have you been?"
"Of course I've been. I took my family there the year before last, also at night to watch the meteor shower. The viewing experience is indeed excellent."
"Although there are several good spots within the ancient town to watch the meteor shower, the effect is still much worse compared to over there. Especially if you want to take photos, going there is the best choice."
"However, the only downside of Ganjiazi is that it's a bit remote and out of the way. There are basically no people there at night. You guys should still be careful later, don't go too far. I've heard there might be wild wolves around there at night."
"Although I didn't encounter any when I was there."
Su Yang nodded: "Mhm, understood."
"Come on, have some tea." Brother Lao Ma smiled warmly as he refilled the empty cup in front of Su Yang.
After sitting for another half hour, Su Yang got up, said goodbye to Brother Lao Ma, and went back to his room to rest.
The time was now 8:35 PM. After returning to his room and taking a shower, Su Yang lay on the living room sofa and started playing on his phone.
As soon as he opened WeChat, he saw over twenty notifications on his Moments.
Curious, Su Yang clicked to look. Everyone in the group had liked his post. Liu Bo had even commented: "Brother Yang, when did you become so artsy?"
Ji Bo: "Brother Yang, confess, did you copy this caption online?"
Zhang Ziming: "Yangyang, you take a photo, but why did you deliberately show off that Richard Mille watch of yours? I'm so jealous!"
Seeing this comment, Su Yang was taken aback. He looked carefully at his photo. Indeed, he was holding his phone with his right hand to take the picture, his left hand was making a peace sign, and half of his wristwatch was also captured in the frame.
"Whoa, I really didn't notice that. But whatever~"
Su Yang smiled silently, too lazy to reply to these guys. He continued scrolling to see other comments.
Zhao Mengrou also left a comment: "You, Su Yang, sneaking off to play again!! Without calling me!"
Gu Xiaoman replied under Zhao Mengrou's comment: "He's probably already forgotten about the two of us~"
Su Yang chuckled and replied: "Sister Xiaoman, that's so unfair. How could I forget you guys? [Grin] I'll treat you to a meal when I'm back~"
Lin Xiaomo: "Su Yang, when are you returning to Haicheng? My birthday is coming up. Can you come home with me to celebrate? I can introduce you to my parents~"
Looking at this comment, Su Yang was dazed for a second. Then he frowned and scratched his head: "Damn, is this person crazy?"
"You wouldn't let me meet your parents no matter what before, and now you come out with this out of nowhere? Like hell I'll go with you."
Su Yang ignored Lin Xiaomo's comment and continued reading the others.
Lin Yiyi also sent one: "Brother Su Yang, you've gone traveling again~ Is this Yulong Snow Mountain? So beautiful, and the person is so handsome too [Shy] [Star-eyed]"
Su Yang replied: "Yes, just out having fun with some friends. I'll invite you next time~"
Jiang Mengyun: "Living the life~"
Su Yang replied: "Haha, I'll come to your café for coffee when I'm back in Haicheng."
Xu Zilin: "Yulong Snow Mountain looks so pretty. Did you go alone?"
Su Yang: "No, with some friends. I'll look you up when I'm back, remember to treat me to a meal~ [Giggle]"
Xia Li: "Hands-off boss~"
Su Yang: "That's what I have you for [Haha]"
Song Anquan: "Brother Yang, where are you? I'm on my honeymoon in Lucheng right now [Hehe]"
Su Yang: "Sweet! When are you having a little monkey for me to play with? [Haha] By the way, remember to contact me when you're done there and back in Haicheng. I'll help arrange a job for you."
Dad: "Be safe on your trip."
Mom: "Your dad and I are going to the capital to play tomorrow."
Seeing his parents' comments, Su Yang smiled warmly. He replied to each of them, then exited WeChat, opened his banking app, and quietly transferred 500,000 to each of them.
At 10 PM, a message from Meng Qianyu came through.
"Brother Su Yang, it's ten o'clock~"
Su Yang opened the chat and replied: "Okay, let's set off then. You head out now, I'll wait for you in the reception area."
"Okay~"
"By the way, it's a bit chilly at night. Wear a jacket."
"Alright."
Turning off his phone, Su Yang rolled over, sat up, stretched, then picked up the sling bag he always carried with him and pushed the door open.
A few minutes later, the two met up in the reception area, arriving one after the other.
Meng Qianyu had her camera hanging around her neck and was holding a tripod. She had changed into a black floral-print maxi dress with a short, thin brown jacket draped over her shoulders, looking sweet and lively.
Su Yang stood at the entrance and waved: "Qianyu, over here."
"Coming~"
"Why aren't you wearing long pants? Ganjiazi is over 3,000 meters above sea level, and it's nighttime on top of that. It's definitely going to be very cold."
"It's fine, I'm not cold."
"Alright then, let's go."
"Okay!" Meng Qianyu's face was full of anticipation. She walked up, reached out, and linked her arm with Su Yang's. Side by side, they walked out of the inn.
There were quite a few tourists checking in at the moment. Eight or nine people were sitting by the tea tables, and four or five were standing by the front desk waiting to check in.
Seeing this handsome man and beautiful girl, several people whispered and commented.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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?"

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.”