The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Chongcheng is very large, even larger than Dixiancheng, and it is very prosperous.

The streets were bustling with activity, people performing arts and hawking their wares, creating a lively and lively atmosphere.

Parades took place throughout the city.

The parade was quite interesting. The procession was arranged in three or five rows, with demonic cultivators dancing in the first two rows as they walked, followed by some demonic cultivators playing music.

Then came floats, which were very large and moved very slowly. The floats were covered with flower petals, and there were several demonic cultivators who would occasionally scoop up the petals and scatter them into the street.

Even demonic cultivators touched by flower petals will start dancing on the spot.

Behind the floats followed many demonic cultivators who wanted to join in the fun. During the Longevity Festival, as long as you were in the city, you could join any procession you wanted.

Gou Yue, along with Shen Yao and Xianyu, stood on the observation deck of the restaurant's private room to watch the parade, while Huo Die and Ning Yuanfengyu drank in the private room.

Shen Yao: "Your demon race is so much fun, so lively."

Gou Yue: "Your immortal race has many rules, unlike us, who are free and unrestrained."

Shen Yao: "Yes, the Immortal Clan does have many rules."

Gou Yue began to urge, "Why don't you stay here instead of leaving?"

Shen Yao: "I want to, but I can't. I have things to do."

Gou Yue: "What is it?"

Xianyu tugged at Gouyue's arm, pointed at a float, and asked her, "Look at that male cultivator, isn't he Hu Yawu?"

Gou Yue looked in that direction and indeed it was Hu Yawu.

His purple hair was too eye-catching.

He stood on the float, playing his flute, with four beautiful female cultivators beside him scattering flowers from the float.

His expression was cheerful, and the flute music was melodious. Coupled with his arrogant appearance, he seemed very carefree.

Gou Yue asked Xianyu, "It's Hu Yawu. How do you know him?"

On Shen Yao's first day at the Mingshan Sect, Gou Yue had never seen Xianyu in the main hall.

Salty Fish: "I met him when I was wandering around your sect."

I can't exactly say that I met you on my way to a beauty contest, can I?

Looking at Xianyu's charming and pretty face, Gouyue teased her, "You should stay away from him. He's surrounded by many women and is very fickle. He can't resist pretty girls."

I never would have guessed that he was such a male cultivator.

The scene of three beautiful and elegant female immortals chatting and laughing on the viewing platform was witnessed by a painter from the gallery across from the restaurant.

The artist exclaimed, "There are actually three such stunning female cultivators in Chongcheng! I am so fortunate to have seen them. It is something to celebrate, something to celebrate!"

The artist drew them.

Huo Die: "The food is served, the food is served, daughters, come in and eat."

The meal lasted an hour, mainly consisting of drinking. The demons drank strong liquor, and everyone got drunk.

Without any inhibitions in the immortal realm, the drunken Salty Fish could blow bubbles at will, filling the entire private room with them and making everyone laugh.

Gou Yue laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight: "Shen Yao, I never knew you were a fairy, and your sister is actually a demon."

Shen Yao's slightly flushed face said, "What's wrong with demons? Demons are cultivators too, not evil cultivators."

Ning Yuan raised his wine glass: "That makes sense! They're not evil cultivators, so what does Fairy Shen think of demonic cultivators?"

Shen Yao also raised her wine glass: "Whether they are immortals, demons, or monsters, as long as they are not evil cultivators, they are all righteous cultivators and should be treated equally."

These words touched Ning Yuan and Gou Yue.

Everyone knows how xenophobic the immortals are, so it's remarkable that Shen Yao, a fairy, has such a broad mind.

Ning Yuan clinked glasses with her: "Fairy Shen, because of what you said, I've decided to be your friend! Cheers!"

Shen Yao: "Do it!"

Feng Yu, already drunk, looked at his beloved fairy and listened to her words with eyes full of infatuation and pride.

The restaurant has guest rooms, and given how drunk he is, he probably won't be going home tonight. Ning Yuan, still tipsy, went and booked four guest rooms.

The four guest rooms are located side by side.

Ning Yuan and Gou Yue took one room, shoved the other three room numbers into Huo Die's hands, and then took Gou Yue back to their room and left them there.

Huo Die glanced at his daughter, who was unsteady on her feet and embracing Feng Yu, handed Xianyu a doorplate, gave Feng Yu another one, and then went back to his room without paying any attention to her.

The salted fish blew a big bubble, then groggily popped it, used the doorplate to open the room, and transformed into a koi fish, leaping inside.

Feng Yu was so drunk that he could barely see the road, and he even helped Xianyu close the door.

There was only one room left, and it was obvious that he carried Shen Yao back to the room.

The immortals mostly drink fruit wine, and Shen Yao only drinks fruit wine in the immortals. She has never drunk such strong wine before, and she is so drunk that she falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow.

Feng Yu, having forced herself to cast a cleansing spell, wanted to do something with her beloved fairy, only to find that she had already fallen asleep.

Helpless, Feng Yu was also too drunk to stay awake and fell asleep next to Shen Yao.

The fairy beside him, her fragrance mixed with the scent of wine, wafted into his nose, and Feng Yu woke up after only an hour.

The effects of the alcohol have subsided by half.

He turned to look at the fairy beside him, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling, her lips slightly parted, her breasts undulating...

Feng Yu felt thirsty again...

I desperately need to kiss my beloved fairy to quench my thirst...

Shen Yao dreamed that she had returned to her past life.

When she woke up, she was lying face down on the dining table in the living room.

There were still lottery tickets she bought that afternoon on the table.

Shen Yao checked the time; there was one minute left before the lottery draw.

Her phone had 50% battery left, so she turned it on to watch the live lottery draw.

3, 9, 13, 15, 20...

Oh my god! All the red balls are correct!

Shen Yao was extremely excited. Was she finally going to turn her life around?

The live stream has started with the selection of the basketball...

6, 800, 1000!

It's all correct!!!

She bought five times more!

Shen Yao's heart was racing, her head was throbbing, she felt weak all over, and her muscles ached...

I can hardly believe this is real...

Check the numbers again...

Check it again!

I checked it ten times! Absolutely no problem!

"Hahahaha! This incredible wealth has finally come to me! Hahahaha!"

Shen Yao carefully locked the door from the inside, clutching the lottery ticket, and spent a sleepless night.

In the middle of the night, he changed into a hooded black outfit, put on a mask and sunglasses, and packed his ID card and bank cards.

Finally, at nine o'clock in the morning, Shen Yao couldn't wait any longer and went out to hail a taxi to claim her prize.

With a prize pool of 11 million per bet, after deducting taxes, she still received 88 million!

Such immense wealth!

After paying off the mortgage, she transferred five million yuan to her mother in installments, moved to another city, bought a new house, and cut off all ties with the past.

She quickly adapted to her affluent life.

Money can nourish people, and in just two years, Shen Yao has completely transformed herself.

Her once dry and yellow hair is now shiny and black, and her malnourished face has been nourished, resulting in a healthy, fair, and delicate complexion.

She used to be afraid to go anywhere, but now she loves to travel.

When I visited Wuzhen, I met a handsome guy.

The handsome man was tall and slender, and looked very familiar, but she was certain she had never seen him before.

In the past, with that kind of low-class life, how could one possibly have the chance to meet such a handsome guy?

For both men and women, beauty is a scarce resource!

Without money and time, how can one cultivate a beauty with both excellent appearance and temperament?