"Thanks for the help, you two handsome guys~"
One of the girls looked at Su Yang and Liu Bo, nodding in gratitude.
Su Yang waved his hand. "You're welcome~ Let's get started."
"Okay."
Next, Su Yang began to teach the three girls how to set it up.
The three of them were quite diligent and quick with their hands; it was just that they had probably never pitched a tent before and didn't know what to do.
All three of them were quite good-looking. One of them was probably a 7.5 to 8 out of 10, while the other two were slightly less attractive, but not by much.
However, Su Yang didn't let the system scan them. After all, they weren't his target demographic, and his help was purely out of kindness.
They chatted while pitching the tent.
Su Yang asked, "What are your names, ladies?"
"I'm Zhang Xue."
"I'm Zhao Xiaowei."
"I'm Wang Lili."
"Alright, I'm Su Yang, and this is Liu Bo," Su Yang said with a smile, pointing at Liu Bo who was helping to thread the tent poles.
Liu Bo turned his head and said, "Hehe, just call me Pang Ge~"
"Pang Ge? Haha, okay, you guys are so nice~"
"No problem at all. Helping others is a traditional virtue of us Hua Nation people~"
"By the way, ladies, is it just the three of you?"
"Yeah, the three of us agreed a long time ago to come out for a road trip together~ We all recently took our annual leave, so we hit it off and just came out~"
"Not bad, not bad. That courage to just pack up and go is exactly what you need~"
"Yang Ge, Pang Ge, where are you guys from?" the prettiest of them, Zhang Xue, asked while working on the tent.
"We came from Hai City~"
"That's so far~"
"Yeah, what about you?"
"We're closer, from Rong City."
"Oh, true, coming from Rong City is much closer."
"The scenery here in western Sichuan is indeed beautiful. You have to come here at least once in your life~"
As they chatted, with Su Yang and Liu Bo's help, the tent was quickly pitched.
The three girls nodded in thanks. "Thank you, Yang Ge and Pang Ge!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome. It was no trouble at all~"
"How about we treat you to a meal?" Zhao Xiaowei suggested.
"Yeah, yeah. We took up so much of your time, let us thank you," Wang Lili and Zhang Xue chimed in.
Su Yang waved his hand with a polite smile. "No, no need~ It was nothing. How about this, we are just about to eat too, why don't you join us?"
"Yeah, we're all out traveling, and meeting each other is fate. It doesn't matter who treats who, right?" Liu Bo smiled at the three of them.
However, the three girls knew that Su Yang and Liu Bo had several other friends with them. Feeling a bit shy about intruding, they smiled and declined.
Zhang Xue then looked at Su Yang. "We won't go, but how about we add each other on WeChat?"
"That works." Liu Bo pulled out his phone with a smile.
Su Yang gave a faint smile and also took out his phone.
After adding each other on WeChat, Su Yang and Liu Bo walked toward the glass house to regroup with the rest of their party.
The two of them soon spotted Meng Wenzhou and the others outside a glass restaurant that served Cloud Top Yak Meat Hotpot.
They pushed open the glass door and walked in.
"Come here~" Zhang Ziming waved and called out when he saw them.
"Done?" Meng Wenzhou asked.
Su Yang nodded and walked over to sit next to Pan Ning. "Yeah."
"Why didn't those three little beauties come over with you?" Ji Bo asked with a laugh.
"We invited them, but they knew we had a large group and felt a bit shy about it~" Liu Bo said as he sat next to Meng Wenzhou.
"What's there to be shy about? We're all friends when we're out traveling~"
"Girls are easily embarrassed. Anyway, let's not talk about that. What did you guys order?"
"Hotpot, of course. We walked around earlier, and most of the places on this mountain serve yak meat hotpot."
"That's fine. As long as there's food."
Soon, a large pot of delicious yak meat hotpot was brought to the table. Since no one was driving today, they also ordered some beer.
Over an hour later, the group left the restaurant well-fed and satisfied.
It was still early, and since they had already had coffee, they didn't go to sit in a cafe.
They walked toward the tents, preparing to head over to the lawn to take some photos.
There were many tourists on the lawn, scattered across the vast grassy area in groups of twos and threes.
Su Yang and his friends also found an open space to take photos together.
After playing around for a while, they sat in a row on the ground, gazing out at the towering Gongga mountain range in the distance.
"The highest one is the Gongga Snow Mountain. It has an elevation of over seven thousand meters. It's so spectacular," Meng Wenzhou said, pointing at the Gongga Snow Mountain on the horizon.
"It's a pity it's so far away. It would be great if it were closer."
"If it were closer, the top of this Yuzixi mountain would probably be packed with people every day."
"That's true. There are already a lot of people now."
As they were chatting, seven or eight black yaks slowly emerged from a lower slope at the far end of the lawn.
Behind the herd of yaks followed a Tibetan uncle herding them. Combined with the stunning scenery at the top of Yuzixi, it looked like an oil painting from a distance.
They happened to witness this scene, and Meng Qianyu hurriedly took out her camera to take photos.
"Wow, this has such a great vibe~"
"Let me see~"
Several girls gathered around Meng Qianyu to look at the photos.
"Why are you looking at the photos? Isn't the scenery you see with your own eyes much more atmospheric?" Meng Wenzhou laughed.
"Oh, right."
They stopped looking at the camera and turned to look at the herder and the yaks in the distance. They saw him holding a long wooden stick, leisurely following behind the herd and driving the cattle down the mountain.
As they watched, one of the robust yaks suddenly seemed to go crazy, turning around without warning and sprinting toward the cliff at the edge of the mountain.
Seeing this, the uncle behind them turned pale with fright. He quickly dropped his wooden stick and gave chase.
It should be known that yaks are worth a lot of money, not to mention that the one running away was the largest in the herd.
There was no way the uncle would let it run away. Regardless of whether he could catch up or not, his subconscious reaction was to chase after it.
"Yo yo yo!!!" the uncle shouted in Tibetan.
The other yaks were startled by the crazy one and scattered in the other direction.
The large yak was visibly only a little over a hundred meters away from the cliff, and even running at full speed, the uncle couldn't catch up.
Right at that moment, Su Yang and Liu Bo exchanged a glance, immediately got up, and dashed toward the uncle and the yak.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!!" Meng Wenzhou hurriedly shouted.
"Helping out!" Liu Bo tossed back a reply.
By the time his voice faded, the two of them had already run quite a distance.
Seeing Su Yang run off, Pan Ning didn't even think before getting up to chase after him. The others froze for a second before also immediately getting up to follow.
At this time, the surrounding tourists also noticed the situation. Many people turned to look at Su Yang and Liu Bo, who were sprinting toward the cliff.
Su Yang was incredibly fast. In less than five seconds, he had already left Liu Bo far behind.
The tourists scattered behind them stared wide-eyed at each other. "Holy crap? Usain Bolt!!"
"Bolt? That's a f*cking Superman!"
"What's going on with these two?"
"No idea."
...
On the other side, seeing the yak in the distance almost at the edge of the cliff, Su Yang felt that he might not be able to catch up. However, since he had already run this far, he didn't want to give up.
"Let's give it a try."
He summoned all his strength, quickened his pace, and rushed toward the middle-aged man like a gust of wind.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!! *******."
Su Yang had no idea what the man was shouting, but it was probably meant to tell the yak to stop.
Two or three seconds later, he shot past the man. The man was startled and stopped in his tracks, but with no time to overthink, he resumed his chase.
"Forty meters left!!" Su Yang shouted as he ran. "Bro!! Hit the brakes!!"
The crazed yak wouldn't even listen to its owner, so there was no way it would listen to Su Yang. Besides, it probably couldn't understand human language anyway...
It just kept its head down and charged straight for the edge of the cliff ahead, looking as if it were trying to commit suicide.
As Su Yang chased after it, he thought to himself, 'What's got you so depressed? Even yaks commit suicide now?'
Just as he was about to reach the yak, two pretty faces suddenly popped up from below a small slope on the left side of the cliff.
"What the hell?"
......

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?"

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?!

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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.”