"Oh, haha, I see. Thanks a lot, then," Meng Wenzhou said with a laugh.
"You're too kind," the young man replied, taking the menu and turning to leave with a smile.
"They're really enthusiastic here."
"Yeah, the atmosphere is great."
"It seems like we ordered nothing but beef and mutton," Tang Ziyun remarked, looking at Meng Wenzhou.
"That's right. When you come to the Tibetan region, you can't really avoid those two meats. We have to give them a try."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Come on, let's try this butter tea first," Su Yang said, picking up the iron pot filled with butter tea and pouring a cup for everyone.
The yellowish-brown tea looked inviting.
"I like this," Su Qingci said, beaming as she picked up her cup and took a sip.
"Mmm, it's delicious. Very authentic."
"Really? I've never had this before," Meng Qianyu said, picking up her cup as well. She sniffed it first, and finding no strange odor, took a tentative sip.
"Huh? It's like milk tea, but different. It's actually better than milk tea!"
"Of course it is."
As everyone chatted, the servers soon began bringing out the food.
Dish after dish filled the table. Just then, a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform walked out from the kitchen.
Beside him was the young man from earlier, the owner's son.
The young man walked quickly to their table and introduced him with a smile, "Handsome guys, beautiful ladies, this is my dad."
The middle-aged man had a very kind and benevolent face. He greeted them warmly, welcoming everyone to Kangding.
Everyone replied politely, "Hello, Uncle."
"Uncle, aren't you the owner? Why are you wearing a chef's uniform?"
"Haha, I'm the owner, but I'm also the cook. I've loved cooking since I was a child, so I didn't bother hiring a chef. I do it myself."
"Oh, I see. Then the food you make must be delicious," Su Qingci said with a smile.
"It's not bad, haha. Please give it a try. If you think the taste is alright, feel free to leave us a positive review on the ordering platform."
"Absolutely!" Meng Wenzhou laughed.
"Then you should try this chilled yak meat first. You need to eat this dish quickly for the best texture."
"Is that so?" Everyone looked at the chilled yak meat the owner pointed to.
At first, they thought the yak meat was just frozen cooked meat, but upon closer inspection, they realized it was actually raw.
"It's raw?" Meng Qianyu was stunned.
"That's right," the owner said with a chuckle.
"Won't raw yak meat taste gamey?"
The owner shook his head and smiled. "Not at all. We use only high-quality yak meat. The taste is very fresh and delicious, not gamey in the slightest."
"This beef is flash-frozen at minus 28 degrees immediately after slicing. This ensures the freshness of the meat."
After the owner finished his serious explanation, he observed their reactions. Everyone nodded, but it seemed like none of them dared to try it.
At this moment, Su Yang picked up his chopsticks and laughed, "What are you all staring for? Eat up. I'll try it first."
Saying this, he picked up a piece of raw beef, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.
As Su Yang chewed, the others stared at him, waiting for his verdict.
After chewing a few times, Su Yang's eyes widened and he gave a thumbs up. "It's delicious!"
Hearing that it was good, the owner's slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he smiled. "Haha, I'm glad you like it. Well then, enjoy your meal, we won't disturb you any longer."
"Okay, Uncle, go ahead and attend to your work."
The owner nodded with a smile and led the young man toward the other tables.
"This owner is pretty interesting, personally introducing himself to every table," Ji Bo laughed.
"That's why his business is so good. Look, more people are coming in," Su Yang said, looking at two groups of people pouring in through the entrance.
Meng Qianyu turned to look at him and asked again, "Brother Su Yang, is it really good?"
"Just try it. Do you think I'm making it up? It's really delicious. Good beef is just like this, not gamey at all."
"I'll try it." Pan Ning was someone who usually enjoyed eating beef.
She had eaten raw beef before, but that was Wagyu. This was her first time trying raw yak meat.
She picked up a slice with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and nodded as she ate. "It's actually really good."
Hearing Pan Ning say it was good, the others finally followed suit.
However, there were still those who couldn't get used to raw meat, like Tang Ziyun and Ji Bo.
The two hesitated for a long time before daring to try. They chewed a couple of times and then hurriedly spat it out.
"Ugh... I can't do it. I still can't handle this taste."
"Haha, then eat something else. There are plenty of dishes here," Su Yang said, pointing to the other cooked dishes in the center of the table.
"You guys don't know what you're missing. If you won't eat it, give it all to me." After tasting it, Liu Bo took charge of all the leftovers himself.
This special Tibetan meal lasted until eight in the evening.
The food on the table was almost completely cleared. Of course, the girls didn't eat too much; it was mostly the guys eating, with Su Yang and Liu Bo finishing everything off in the end.
After eating, they claimed they didn't feel full and could still polish off three bowls of rice.
These two really could eat; one of them had the appetite of three normal adult men combined.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the owner enthusiastically saw them to the door.
"Handsome guys, beautiful ladies, please come again!"
"We will. The food was great, and I've already left a five-star review," Meng Wenzhou said with a smile.
"Haha, wonderful, wonderful. Thank you all for your support."
"You're welcome. We're off now. Hope business continues to boom."
Talking amongst themselves, they got into their cars and slowly drove out of the restaurant.
Actually, they had intended to leave the cars parked in the yard while they went for a stroll, but guests kept arriving. Since they didn't know when they would return to the hotel, they felt it wasn't right to hog the parking spots, so they drove away.
Once they reached the main road, the small city of Kangding under the veil of night had a unique charm.
The streetlights were just coming on, and the houses on both banks of the Qingyi River were brightly lit.
Rows of buildings stood at varying heights, and the streets were bustling with an endless stream of tourists.
The river stretched out ahead, making the scene feel like something out of an anime world.
As the cars drove along the riverside road, they rolled down the windows and could hear music coming from all directions. It truly lived up to its reputation as the City of Love Songs.
"It's so beautiful and lively here at night," Su Qingci exclaimed from the back seat.
"Yeah, even though the city isn't big, it gives off such a relaxed and carefree vibe."
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Su Yang smiled silently. "Let's find a place to park the cars and then go for a walk."
"Sounds good."
After driving around for more than ten minutes, the three cars finally spotted a parking lot open to the public.
"That wasn't easy. We finally found one," Su Yang said with a smile, his eyes lighting up.
"Let's hope there are spaces."
The three cars filed into the parking lot, which belonged to a hotel.
It wasn't very big, but there were plenty of spaces available. Of course, the parking fee was a bit steep, but that amount of money meant nothing to them.
A few minutes later, they were walking out onto the street.
The girls walked ahead, arm in arm, shopping for local specialties.
The guys trailed behind, soaking in the cultural atmosphere of Kangding under the night sky.
Before they knew it, their stroll had brought them to one of Kangding's most famous landmarks: Love Song Square.
Located right off a bustling street, the spacious square was packed with groups of people singing and dancing.
Men and women, young and old—people of all ages were joining in the fun.
"Come on, let's go check it out!"
They headed toward the center of the square, where a crowd had gathered around a group of young men and women performing a Tibetan dance. A large speaker sat in the open space, blasting traditional Tibetan songs.
Curious, the group edged closer to watch.
"Looks fun, doesn't it?" Liu Bo grinned at Su Yang. "Brother Yang, you're a killer singer, but how are your dance moves?"
Su Yang shook his head with a laugh. "No way, no way. I can't dance."
"Are you serious, or just being modest? Don't tell me you're saying you can't, only to get up there and blow our minds."
"I really can't."
"Then why don't you give it a try?"
"You go, you go. I'm not going up there just to make a fool of myself."
"Fine, I'll do it. Heh." Liu Bo was in high spirits. Beaming, he squeezed into the crowd and started moving along with the young dancers.
Meng Wenzhou stared, dumbfounded. "What is he doing?"
"Haha, who knows? I can't even look."
"Oh my god, I give up. What on earth is that dance?"
As soon as Liu Bo joined in, the onlookers burst into laughter. He was several beats behind, his limbs flailing with zero coordination.
He tried desperately to keep up with the rhythm, but the harder he tried, the more hilarious his 'dancing' became.
"Let's go, let's go. This guy is too embarrassing. Let him take his time dancing. It sounds like someone is singing over there—let's go check that out."
"Let's go." Leaving Liu Bo to his own devices, the group quietly slipped away.
...

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.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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?"