Twenty minutes later, Su Yang and the others had fully enjoyed themselves. They turned their horses around and galloped toward the main group.
Before long, they spotted Zhang Ziming and the rest taking a leisurely ride in the distance.
"What kind of riding is that? It's so boring," Liu Bo laughed.
"That's because you know how to ride. Since they don't, they can only take it slow."
As they spoke, they quickly closed in on the main group from behind.
Seeing Su Yang and the others returning, Zhang Ziming shouted, "Why are you riding so fast?"
"With such a vast grassland, how can you do justice to the fine steed beneath you without a good gallop?" Liu Bo smiled.
"Whoa!" they called out to brake. The horses slowed down and walked over to Zhang Ziming's side.
The horses seemed a bit tired from the run as well, panting heavily as they lowered their heads to graze and refuel.
At this time, Tang Ziyun and the other girls caught up from behind. Zhong Qing looked at Pan Ning and called out, "Sister Panpan, can you let Su Yang take us for a spin too?"
Sitting behind Su Yang, Pan Ning smiled. "Sure."
"Hehe, I knew Sister Panpan was the best."
Hearing this, Liu Bo quickly chimed in, "Beauties, my skills are the best! I can take you for a spin too."
Meng Wenzhou turned to look at Liu Bo. "They specifically asked Old Su to take them. Stop meddling and just ride your own horse."
"Hey, what difference does it make who takes them?"
Tang Ziyun and the other two had already discussed who would go first. Su Qingci was the first to mention wanting to ride a fast horse.
So she would go first, Tang Ziyun second, and Zhong Qing third.
At this moment, Jiang Yuxin and Mao Xiaorong, who were riding at the very back, also caught up.
Hearing that Tang Ziyun and the others wanted Su Yang to take them for a fast ride, Jiang Yuxin gathered her courage and asked, "Can I join in too?"
"Of course," Tang Ziyun smiled.
Jiang Yuxin nodded. "The two of us really don't know how to ride."
"It's fine, we don't know how either. That's why we wanted Su Yang to take us for a spin to experience it."
"Okay."
Su Yang then rode over to the girls with Pan Ning and dismounted. He caught Pan Ning's outstretched hand and lifted her off the black horse.
"When you take them later, don't go too fast. Safety first," Pan Ning reminded him.
Su Yang nodded with a smile. "I know."
With that, he turned to look at the girls still sitting on their horses. "Who's first?"
Su Qingci raised her small hand. "I'll go first."
"Alright. Are we riding your horse or mine?"
"How about riding mine? My Xiao Huang should be able to run really fast, I just don't know how to ride."
"Haha, sure." Su Yang walked over to Su Qingci's horse, grabbed the saddle, and vaulted up behind her.
Meanwhile, Meng Wenzhou also helped Meng Qianyu off her horse.
Meng Qianyu patted her chest. "That scared me to death!"
"How was it, Qianyu? Was it thrilling?"
"Thrilling my foot! It was terrifying. And so bumpy! My butt hurts from all the bouncing. No, no, I need to walk a bit."
"Hahaha, looks like you don't enjoy horseback riding."
"I do like it, I just don't like riding so fast."
While they were chatting, Jiang Yuxin turned to Mao Xiaorong behind her and asked, "Rongrong, don't you want Su Yang to take you for a spin?"
Mao Xiaorong swallowed hard, looked shyly at Meng Wenzhou, and said softly, "Can I have Brother Meng take me?"
"Sure!" Jiang Yuxin didn't think much of it and immediately called out to Meng Wenzhou, "Brother Meng!"
"What's up?" Hearing the call, Meng Wenzhou walked over.
Jiang Yuxin smiled. "Rongrong said she wants you to take her for a ride. Is that okay?"
Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Mao Xiaorong, noticing a hint of shyness in the way she looked at Meng Wenzhou.
Understanding what was going on, everyone immediately began to snicker.
As a veteran in the game of love, Meng Wenzhou understood it better than anyone. He actually hadn't paid much attention to Mao Xiaorong over the past few days.
Looking closely at her now, he suddenly felt that this girl was quite attractive...
He smiled faintly and looked up at Mao Xiaorong on her horse. "Sure, I'll take you."
"Alright then, I'll dismount. You can take Rongrong on my horse," Jiang Yuxin said.
Meng Wenzhou nodded. "Works for me."
A herdsman standing nearby helped Jiang Yuxin dismount. Then, Meng Wenzhou smiled, walked over to the horse, grabbed the saddle, and mounted it.
Seeing this, Liu Bo, Zhang Ziming, and Ji Bo were filled with envy. Aside from the three of them, Su Yang, Meng Wenzhou, and Chu Qiunan all had beautiful women sitting behind them.
"The heavens are unfair to me!" Ji Bo suddenly wailed at the sky.
Startled, everyone turned to look at him. Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, my life is crap!"
"That's perfect, my horse just took a crap," Meng Wenzhou laughed.
Heartbroken, Ji Bo rode his horse into a light trot forward.
Everyone exchanged smiles and shook their heads helplessly.
At this time, Su Yang guided his horse next to Meng Wenzhou, winking with a smile. "Wanna race?"
"Sure. We've both changed horses. I couldn't outrun you earlier because my horse was too skinny, but this one is much more robust."
"Hehe, let's go for a sprint then."
Crossing her arms, Pan Ning looked at the two of them. "Please take it easy, don't cause an accident!"
"Don't worry!" Meng Wenzhou and Su Yang smiled.
The two guided their horses to the front, and Meng Wenzhou called out, "I'll count down from three, and then we go."
Su Yang nodded. "No problem. Little Su, hold on tight."
"Oh, okay!" Seeing this, Su Qingci swallowed nervously and hurriedly hugged Su Yang tightly.
"Rongrong, you hold on tight to me too, or else you might bounce off later."
"Okay!" Mao Xiaorong wrapped her arms tightly around Meng Wenzhou.
Feeling the warmth pressing against his back, Meng Wenzhou smiled faintly.
"Get ready. Three, two, one!"
"Hyah!" the two shouted in unison. As they yelled, they slapped the horses' rumps and squeezed the horses' bellies with their legs.
One yellow and one brown, the two horses of almost identical size let out a neigh and bolted forward, breaking into a rapid sprint.
In the blink of an eye, the two horses had already dashed dozens of meters away.
Watching the four ride off into the distance, Zhang Ziming, who was still in the back, laughed. "Looks like I'll have to show you all my skills too."
"Otherwise, you'll think I really don't know how to ride." Zhang Ziming smiled confidently. He slapped his horse's rump, and the horse immediately let out a loud whinny, rearing high up on its two front legs.
Caught off guard, Zhang Ziming jerked backward in shock, desperately gripping the reins with both hands.

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.”

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?"

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"