The room at Zhantian Academy was arranged on the eighteenth floor.
The room is a standard one-bedroom suite, and it is very clean and tidy.
There's not much to pack.
Jiang Wuyuan sat on the sofa and calmly decided on his next move—to go to his bedroom to cultivate.
However, before he could even get up, Ruan Kongyin called, saying she wanted to take him out for a stroll.
Thinking that he had only passed through here briefly the previous two times, Jiang Wuyuan had some thoughts and followed Ruan Kongyin out the door.
The Xuanting Hotel is very close to the city center, surrounded by bustling streets.
“Let me take you to a restaurant I ate at before,” Ruan Kongyin said, recalling the scene. “That restaurant was really delicious.”
Jiang Wuyuan readily agreed: "Let's go."
So the two of them sent a message to Ruan Yanqing to say hello, and then went out together.
None of the remaining eight people were close acquaintances, so naturally they weren't specifically invited to go out together.
"The food is delicious, but the most important thing is that the wine there is excellent," Ruan Kongyin smiled. "Have you ever heard of wine that can increase cultivation and solidify one's foundation?"
"No." Jiang Wuyuan shook his head.
But since Ruan Kongyin brought it up, Jiang Wuyuan had some questions: "Does the wine there have such an effect?"
“Yes,” Ruan Kongyin agreed, “but only a little. For people of our cultivation level, trying to increase their cultivation by drinking that wine is not as good as meditating for five minutes at the Burning Blood Pavilion.”
Jiang Wuyuan understood.
"However, as a beverage, it's definitely worth trying." Ruan Kongyin smiled and winked.
Because citizens are prohibited from flying in the capital city in any way other than using public transportation, Jiang Wuyuan and Ruan Kongyin had no choice but to take a taxi there.
The restaurant that Ruan Kongyin mentioned was located on a pavilion and waterside terrace.
A gentle breeze rippled the pond, and the soft branches of the weeping willows on the bank swayed in the wind.
"The scenery is pretty good, isn't it?" Ruan Kongyin smiled as she looked at Jiang Wuyuan's expression.
Jiang Wuyuan didn't know how to describe it, but he felt that this was the kind of place Ruan Kongyin would like, so he replied, "Mm."
"Alright, stop standing at the door, let's go in."
Unlike other places, there are no waiters who greet you as soon as you enter.
Wooden tables and chairs were placed in the hall, with no superfluous decorations, except for a long counter placed to the side.
A woman in a cheongsam was sitting behind the counter, her eyes on the ledger and her hands tapping away on the abacus.
With today's technology, an abacus would probably be considered an antique, so I never expected to see one here.
They are quite a good match.
"Sister Qiuyu." Ruan Kongyin stepped through the gate and smiled at the woman.
“A rare guest indeed, Kongyin.” Qiuyu raised her head, her tone quite familiar.
It was only then that Jiang Wuyuan noticed that the woman called Qiuyu had an extremely long scar on her face, running from her left eyebrow down her cheek to her jawline, which was quite ferocious and terrifying.
However, Qiu Yu seemed completely unconcerned and did not show any displeasure at Jiang Wuyuan's momentary freeze.
Jiang Wuyuan quickly came to his senses and softly apologized.
"It's alright. You're Kong Yin's friend, right? Welcome to Liufang Water Pavilion." Qiu Yu said, reaching up to touch her face, a carefree smile on her face. "Not pretty, right?"
Jiang Wuyuan was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "You are very handsome."
It wasn't just empty praise; if Qiu Yu didn't have that scar on her face, she would definitely be an absolute beauty.
Now, with this scar, although it diminishes her beauty, it also makes her seem like a woman with a story, mysterious and serene.
The autumn rain smiled.
She was well aware of her current state, but she didn't refute the boy's clumsy attempt at comfort, which was considered an acceptance.
"The same as always?" Qiu Yu was very familiar with Ruan Kongyin and knew his preferences.
"Another pot of Chang'an Osmanthus Wine, please." Saying this, she turned to look at Jiang Wuyuan, "It's osmanthus wine, very delicious, one of the signature dishes here, and the alcohol content isn't too high."
Jiang Wuyuan naturally followed his lead.
After all, this was my first time here, and I was unfamiliar with the place.
The food and drinks were served quickly, probably because there were few people, and Jiang Wuyuan soon got to eat the dishes recommended by Ruan Kongyin.
First, there's the alcohol.
A pot of osmanthus wine, a pot of Jiannan Shaochun liquor.
It has a mellow and rich flavor.
What's even more remarkable is that I genuinely felt a slight increase in my own Qi and blood.
However, this improvement is like a drop of water flowing into a vast ocean, disappearing instantly without a trace.
However, this was already quite good; Jiang Wuyuan never thought that he could cultivate by drinking alcohol.
"The scar on Sister Qiuyu's face is from the front lines of the Abyss." As the two chatted, the topic shifted to Qiuyu. "Her essence was also seriously injured at the time, and she retired from the front lines and opened a shop here."
Jiang Wuyuan silently drank a glass of wine.
This amount of wine was far from enough to make a cultivator drunk, yet Jiang Wuyuan felt drunk for a moment.
The capital city is not like Zhantian City, where the sun never shines.
Today, the capital city is bathed in sunshine, with wispy clouds drifting by.
The autumn wind is gentle, yet there is already a hint of winter's approach.
Listening to stories while feeling the breeze through the window.
Jiang Wuyuan exhaled, his usually tense body relaxing slightly.
People are always striving for their goals, but occasionally stopping to look at the scenery around them can be quite nice.
There are still things in this world that he cherishes and protects.
For example, a quaint restaurant, an admirable story, and a memory that can make him feel relaxed.
The pressure that Huo had been under recently due to the Huo family's misfortune seems to have lessened considerably.
My mind, which had been somewhat muddled since Huo Ling left, finally cleared up again.
He needs to continue to become stronger.
Strong enough to rival the Night Owl, strong enough to rival the Abyss.
Whether it's a national competition or any future challenges and opportunities, he will continue to move forward step by step.
——
Jiang Wuyuan offered to treat everyone and paid the bill first.
Ruan Kongyin did not refuse.
He was always very sensitive to the emotions of those around him, so he knew that Jiang Wuyuan had finally regained his former self.
"Would you like to go somewhere else?" Ruan Kongyin asked happily. "There are quite a few fun places in the capital."
"I don't know this place, you can lead the way." Jiang Wuyuan was happy to accompany him.
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