"Okay." Meng Qianyu agreed and quickly took out her phone to notify the two cars behind.
The rest of the journey finally returned to normal without further incidents, and the heavy rain gradually stopped.
At 2 PM, the three cars successfully crossed into Sichuan Province, though they were still far from Ya'an.
Due to the earlier traffic jam and the delay caused by the storm, everyone decided to drive to Xicang today, stay the night, and continue the journey tomorrow.
Not long after entering Sichuan, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, and a strand of golden sunlight broke through from behind them.
The three cars pulled into a highway service area for a bathroom break. The guys had a cigarette, then filled up the gas tanks and set off again.
Two hours later, around 5 PM, the three cars exited the highway toll station one after another and entered Xicang City, the capital of the Liangshan Yi Autonomous Prefecture.
This was a multi-ethnic settlement with distinct Yi cultural characteristics.
By now, the sky had long cleared, becoming cloudless and sunny. After entering Xicang's urban area from the toll station, one could frequently see Yi compatriots wearing vibrant traditional costumes on the streets.
"This place is so unique~" Su Qingci leaned against the window, smiling as she watched the bustling street.
"Yeah, it suddenly feels different again."
"By the way, Brother Su Yang, where are we staying tonight?"
"Depends on whether you want to stay at a hotel in the city or at a guesthouse near Qionghai Scenic Area."
Hearing this, Pan Ning said calmly, "Have you been to Xicang before?"
Su Yang shook his head with a smile. "I haven't~"
"But you know about Qionghai."
"I have a phone, you know. I looked up accommodations and food around here while we were at the service area."
Pan Ning nodded. "So, did you find any good food?"
"Barbecue! Netizens all say you must eat barbecue when you come to Xicang."
Hearing 'barbecue', the three in the back seat perked up. Tang Ziyun thought for a moment and said, "It's been a while since we had barbecue. I didn't really feel it until you mentioned it, but now I'm suddenly a bit hungry."
Following the navigation, Su Yang turned right at an intersection. Steering the wheel, he laughed, "Then let's hurry up and decide on a place to stay first, so we can go eat."
"How about we just stay in the city? No need to go to Qionghai. Although it's quite beautiful over there, we're only staying one night and leaving tomorrow," Pan Ning suggested, looking at Su Yang.
Su Yang nodded. "Alright, whatever you say."
"Then let's pull over first and book a hotel."
"Okay."
As he spoke, Su Yang slowed down and pulled the car into a roadside parking spot. The two cars following behind saw this and also found places to park.
After parking, Liu Bo got out, took out a cigarette, and walked to Su Yang's car door. "Why'd we stop, Yang-ge?"
"To book a hotel, otherwise where would we drive to?"
"Ji Bo already booked the hotel."
"He did?" Su Yang stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Liu Bo.
"Yeah, I told him to book it earlier while we were in the car."
Hearing this, Meng Qianyu from the back seat asked, "Then why didn't you say anything in the group chat?"
"Ah, forgot, hehe."
"Where did he book?" Su Yang asked.
"Near here. I told him to book in the city."
Su Yang nodded. "That's fine then. I thought you might have booked near Qionghai."
"That area's a bit far. We'll just stay in the city for one night and leave tomorrow."
"Alright then. Tell Ji Bo to send the location to the group."
"Sure thing. Come on down for a quick smoke before we go."
"Ok."
A few minutes later, the three cars followed the location Ji Bo sent in the group towards a hotel called Bosite.
This was a newly opened five-diamond hotel in Xicang, located right in the city center, making it convenient to get anywhere. There was also a park next to the hotel.
Originally, Ji Bo had planned to book a five-star hotel, but he checked online and found that Xicang City currently didn't have any officially operating five-star hotels.
Anyway, they were only staying one night, and this group wasn't insistent on five-star accommodation. A decent place with a good environment to sleep and rest was enough.
Moreover, the hotel he booked wasn't bad at all, and parking was convenient.
Soon, the three cars arrived at the hotel's underground parking garage and parked.
Then, the eleven of them took only some simple luggage and took the elevator to the hotel lobby to check in.
This time, Ji Bo had booked rooms almost all next to each other. However, for some reason, he could only get seven Deluxe King Rooms; other room types were also fully booked.
Ji Bo walked over to the lounge area in the lobby holding seven key cards and looked at the group waiting there. "Only seven rooms~"
"Seven?" Zhang Ziming was taken aback. "How come there are only seven? It's not peak season."
"Who knows? It's just that popular. Other room types are fully booked too."
"So how are we going to split them?"
"Fatty and I will share one. The rest of you can figure out the others~" As he spoke, Ji Bo took one key card and placed the remaining six on the table.
Su Yang couldn't be bothered to scramble for one either. Leaning back on the sofa, he gestured for the others to choose first.
Meng Wenzhou picked up the six cards on the table, thought for a moment, and said, "You two are sharing one, so that leaves six rooms for the remaining nine of us. That means six people will have to share. Ah well, anyway, I'm claiming a room in advance." After saying this, he took one card and put the remaining five back on the table.
Seeing the others hesitating for a long time, Chu Qiunan picked up a card with a playful grin. "I'm also not too used to sharing a room with someone, sorry folks. I'll take one."
Liu Bo looked at Chu Qiunan. "You rascal. Let's see what you do later when conditions are tough and we have to sleep in tents or in the car."
Chu Qiunan grinned. "Special circumstances call for special measures. When times are tough later, I won't be picky. It's mainly because they weren't taking any, so I reluctantly had to take a single room~"
There were now four cards left. Su Qingci glanced at the others, her eyes darting away quickly when they met Su Yang's.
She looked at Zhong Qing with a smile and invited, "Xiao Qing, how about you and I share a room?"
Zhong Qing smiled generously. "Sure~ I was actually thinking of inviting one of you to share with me, but I was afraid you might not be used to it."
"We're all pretty easy-going. So, it's settled then?"
"Alright, then I'll take one." Zhong Qing said, picking up a key card, standing up, and going to sit next to Su Qingci.
Now there were three cards left, with Su Yang, Pan Ning, Meng Qianyu, Tang Ziyun, and Zhang Ziming still unassigned.
Looking at the three cards on the table, Zhang Ziming glanced at Su Yang and the three other girls.
Being very perceptive, he picked up one. "I'll take a single."
After Zhang Ziming took his, Pan Ning put down her phone, proactively picked up a card, and said calmly, "Su Yang and I will share one. Qianyu and Xiao Tang can share one. That's settled."

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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?"

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”