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

Confused from drunkenness, Shen Yao couldn't process what was happening: "What does being powerful have to do with leaving? Being powerful is great, being powerful is so much better."

"Hahahaha." The siren who had just answered the question didn't explain, but laughed and said, "Fairy, you're drunk."

Shen Yao sat up straight: "Nonsense, I'm not drunk!"

Everything else looked blurry to her, but the coral wine on the table was crystal clear.

She raised a bottle of coral wine and drank it all in one gulp. She snatched the bottle so fast that Feng Yu couldn't stop her.

"What a great drinker you are!" The sirens at the same table were still praising her.

Shen Yao gave a wicked smile and casually tossed the bottle aside, thinking it was a dashing move. The bottle rolled twice on the beach, its shallow end sinking into the sand. The sand crabs on the beach, attracted by the aroma, crawled into the bottle. The coral wine was sweet and intoxicating, making a group of small sand crabs drunk.

"Just some juice, and you think you can get me drunk?" Shen Yao stood up and commented on the drinks on the table as if she were pointing out the flaws in the world: "Jianlibao, orange juice, Sprite, apple cider vinegar, grape juice, they don't even have any alcohol content."

She took Feng Yu's 'Fresh Orange Juice', took a sip, and exclaimed, "How could... how could it make me drunk..."

The wine glass slipped from her hand, and the fairy leaned back and fell asleep instantly.

Feng Yu resignedly helped her up, greeted Huo Die, and then carried her back to the flower raft.

Even though he knew Huo Die could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he didn't dare to drink too much in the unfamiliar territory of the demon race.

Besides, he knew his wife had a low alcohol tolerance.

He's bad at drinking but loves to have fun; he's terrible at it but also loves to play games.

He flew onto the flower raft, holding the fairy in his arms. The sea breeze tousled his hair, making him exceptionally clear-headed.

He placed his wife, who was still intoxicated, on the bed and sat quietly by the bedside watching her.

His goose boat seems even more beautiful now.

His gaze traced her features, lingering on her flushed cheeks.

Feng Yu suddenly felt a little annoyed. How could she be so careless when she was so drunk?

Then he smiled with relief, realizing it was all because he and his father had spoiled him.

He was willing to always indulge her, follow her, and protect her.

Regardless of whether the fairy in her drunken dream could hear him, he stroked her brow and murmured to himself, "Yanzhou, I love you, I love you so much."

He kissed her red lips reverently, but afraid of disturbing her breathing as she was lost in her reverie, he touched her lightly for a moment before quickly pulling away, watching her reaction intently.

The fruity aroma of wine mingled with floral scents, and the beach night captivated him.

To be precise, it has already fallen into ruin.

……

Under a clear sky, the sky and water blend into one color.

Flocks of low-lying birds forage by the sea, spreading their wings and flitting between the thin clouds and the sea.

The birdsong was crisp, melodious, and pleasant to hear.

The fairy, still feeling a bit dizzy, awoke from a dream filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

"I didn't expect the Siren's wine to have such a strong aftereffect."

She finally admitted that the siren's wine was not a beverage, but indeed alcohol.

Indeed, one cannot judge everything by appearances.

What the eyes see is not necessarily the truth, and neither is what the tongue tastes.

The door to the inner room was pushed open, and her good husband came in carrying a bowl of fire spirit stones: "Yanzhou, you're awake."

"You're awake just in time. I've made you some sweet porridge."

Still half asleep, she was helped up, and a jade-carved hand handed her a glass of water: "Drink some warm water first."

Even after drinking warm water, Shen Yao's head was still a little fuzzy, and she didn't want to say a word.

She cast a cleansing spell, which dissipated some of the smell of alcohol on her, and then sat down at the table to eat her porridge.

The white, round pearls already have a subtle sweetness. When cooked into porridge and sweetened with sugar, they become even sweeter.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, her head and stomach finally felt a little better.

She gently rubbed her head, her eyes closed, feeling sleepy again.

"Drink less in the future," came Feng Yu's gentle voice.

Shen Yao replied with a nasal tone, "Okay, I understand."

Warm hands covered her forehead, and Feng Yu's fingers massaged her hair: "I'm not blaming you for drinking too much. I'm blaming the Siren's wine. It's too strong."

Shen Yao was amused: "It's my fault, I thought they were just juice."

Feng Yu's voice was gentle and pleasant: "It's not your fault, it's the coral wine's deceptive taste that's to blame."

……

The vast beach is a great place to learn to drive, but unfortunately, their SUV ran out of gas after only two days.

Huo Die and Feng Yu studied it for a long time, and after many experiments, the two father-in-law and son-in-law transformed the off-road vehicle into a magical treasure.

By combining technology and magical arts, off-road vehicles can run without fuel.

After being modified, the black off-road vehicle can not only run automatically, but also fly, and even drive on the sea.

Shen Yao stared in disbelief at the off-road vehicle speeding across the sea. The end of science was indeed metaphysics!

She now suspects that the interstellar world in science fiction might just be a more advanced fantasy world.

After lingering at Golden Beach for half a month, Xianyu sent three messages urging him: "Why are you still at Golden Beach? Come to Longquan Cliff quickly!"

The younger sister was getting impatient. They had almost finished playing on Golden Beach, so they said goodbye to the sea monsters and set off for Dragon Spring Cliff.

After leaving Golden Beach, the flower raft flew into a gentle hilly area. From the air, you can see a unique group of buildings in the hills, which should be the Golden Sand Town that the siren mentioned.

They obtained a lot of supplies in Octopus Sea and do not need to replenish them for the time being.

Although everyone was very curious about the customs and traditions of the demon race, the priority was to get on the road. The sightseeing itinerary could be arranged after they arrived at the Underworld Mountain Sect.

So the flower raft flew eastward without stopping in Jinsha Town.

They did not deliberately avoid the towns of the demon race, and they did not encounter any obstacles on the way.

Only a few high-level exotic birds attacked their flower rafts, but they all became their food reserves.

When they were still halfway to Longquan Cliff, Shen Yao's divine resurrection technique reached the late stage of minor success as the new bird of the flower crown sang.

A new year, a new breakthrough—this is a day worth celebrating!

Just then, the flower raft came close to a demon city, and Shen Yao decided to invite her father and husband to the city for a day of fun to celebrate the New Year.

The flower raft was much larger than a typical flying magical artifact, so it was not appropriate for it to hover over the city. They stopped outside the city, put away the flower raft, and walked into the south gate.

The south gate has three large characters written on it: Longyuan City.

There was a sunshade at the city gate, under which was a table and two rocking chairs, but the demon guards guarding the city gate were nowhere to be seen.

The demon race is really carefree. Relying on the advantages of the northern fog and the southern sea, they are not worried about the immortal race invading the inland, nor are they worried about other forces of their own race attacking the city and seizing the territory?

Thinking this, she spoke up: "There aren't even any guards in the city. Aren't they afraid that other powerful demons will come and take over their territory?"

Hearing this, the little demon who was setting up a stall by the roadside chuckled and said, "What's there to rob? The demon realm is vast and rich in resources. Wherever a great demon occupies, it doesn't matter. Why waste your time robbing?"

The logic sounds strange; it seems to make some sense, yet it doesn't.

The little demon who was setting up the stall came out and said, "Judging from your attire, you're not demon cultivators, are you? Why are you asking such a question? Are you immortal cultivators?"