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As the sun rose higher, the streets and alleys became increasingly lively.

Seeing that it was almost time, Wu Feng led the two back to the inn.

Back at the inn, Mu Wanqing bowed slightly to Wu Feng: "Young Master, I'll head back to my room now."

Wu Feng nodded: "Get some rest."

Mu Wanqing responded and turned to go into her room.

Wu Feng led A Zi back into the house and closed the door.

"Go practice your skills," Wu Feng said to A Zi. "Don't slack off."

Azi nodded obediently, walked to her usual corner of cultivation, picked up the futon, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to circulate her energy.

Wu Feng glanced at her, then turned and walked to the open space on the other side of the room.

He picked up a futon from the corner of the wall, placed it down, and sat down cross-legged.

With a slight thought, the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged instantly, flowing slowly along his meridians.

The warm true energy flowed like golden streams through my limbs and bones, washing away fatigue wherever it flowed.

At the edge of the field of vision, a pale gold system notification steadily popped up—

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +306]

Wu Feng calmed his mind, cleared his mind of distractions, and focused on circulating his inner energy.

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

As evening approached, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice.

He opened his eyes, moved his wrists, and his knuckles made a soft, cracking sound.

The Nine Yang True Qi flowed slowly through my meridians, and the feeling of continuous life was even stronger than yesterday.

Azi was still sitting in the corner cultivating, surrounded by a faint aura of true energy.

Wu Feng stood up, walked to her side, and said, "Let's stop practicing."

Azi opened her eyes, saw it was him, and immediately put on a gentle smile: "Young Master, have you finished your cultivation?"

Wu Feng nodded: "Go and call Wanqing, we're going out to eat tonight."

Azi's eyes lit up, and she quickly got up and walked out of the room.

A moment later, footsteps sounded, and Mu Wanqing followed A Zi in, still wearing a veil, and looked at Wu Feng.

"Young master, would you like to go out for a meal?" she asked softly.

"Okay, I'll show you some of Dali's local specialties." Wu Feng said, adjusting his hat brim with his hand, then turned and walked towards the door. "Let's go."

The three left the inn and walked along the streets toward the city center.

The city of Dali is at its most bustling in the evening.

The shops on both sides of the street lit up their lanterns, and the dim yellow light blended together, making the bluestone road glow with a warm color.

Food vendors set up their stalls, pots steaming and the aroma filling the air.

Pedestrians come and go, and the sounds of shouts, laughter, and clattering pots and pans mingle together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Wu Feng led the two through several streets and stopped in front of a three-story restaurant.

This shop is the liveliest in Dali City, with big red lanterns hanging at the entrance and the words "Zui Xian Ju" written on the plaque.

The restaurant was bustling with noise; the lobby on the first floor was full of diners, and the sounds of drinking games and laughter could be heard even through the doors.

The waiter stood at the door greeting customers. Seeing Wu Feng and his companions approaching, he quickly stepped forward with a smile, "Sirs, please come in! How many are in your party?"

"Three people, we'd like a private room," Wu Feng said.

"Alright! Please come upstairs!" The waiter stepped aside to make way and led the way.

The three followed the waiter upstairs.

The wooden staircase creaked underfoot. The second floor was quieter than the first. Private rooms lined both sides of the corridor, with bamboo curtains hanging on the doors.

The waiter pushed open the door to the innermost private room and ushered the three of them in: "Sirs, how is this room? It's quiet, and the window faces the street, offering a view of the scenery outside."

Wu Feng went inside and glanced around.

The room was small, with a round table, a few chairs, and a half-open window that offered a view of the bustling streets below.

He nodded: "This is the one."

The three sat down, and the waiter handed them the menu.

Wu Feng took the package, glanced at it, and casually handed it to A Zi and Mu Wanqing: "Order whatever you want to eat."

Azi took the menu, her eyes sparkling. She looked at each dish, muttering to herself, "Spicy and sour fish, Dali casserole fish, milk fan, cold chicken rice noodles..." She looked up at the waiter, "I want all of these!"

The waiter quickly made a note of it.

Wu Feng looked at Mu Wanqing: "Wanqing, why don't you order a few too?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head, her voice soft: "Whatever you choose, young master, is fine with me."

Wu Feng didn't refuse anymore. He took the menu, turned to another page, and ordered braised Erhai fish, braised chicken, stir-fried rice cakes, and a vegetable soup.

Then he handed the menu back to the waiter: "This is all for now, order more if needed."

"Alright! Please wait a moment, the food will be here shortly!" After taking notes, the waiter turned and left the private room, gently closing the door behind him.

Azi leaned against the window, watching the bustling streets below with curiosity on her face.

Mu Wanqing sat upright, her gaze sweeping over the furnishings in the room before finally settling on the night view outside the window.

Wu Feng leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

Not long after, the waiter came in with a tray and began serving the dishes.

Spicy and sour fish, casserole fish, braised Erhai fish, braised chicken, milk fan, cold chicken rice noodles, fried rice cakes... one dish after another was placed on the table, steaming hot, and the aroma instantly filled the entire private room.

Finally, a bowl of vegetable soup was arranged.

The waiter stepped back, bowed, and said with a smile, "Sir, the dishes are ready. Please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, please let me know." He then left and closed the door behind him.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks: "Eat."

Azi couldn't wait any longer. She picked up a piece of spicy and sour fish with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The fish was tender and the spicy and sour flavor was appetizing. She squinted her eyes and her face was full of satisfaction.

He mumbled indistinctly, "Delicious, so delicious."

Mu Wanqing lifted a corner of her veil, picked up a piece of milk fan, and ate it in small bites.

The milk fan is fried until golden and crispy, coated with rose sugar, sweet but not cloying.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she picked up another piece.

Wu Feng picked up a piece of braised Erhai fish with his chopsticks. The fish was tender and the broth was rich. It was indeed delicious.

He also tried the casserole fish; the soup was fresh and delicious, and the ingredients were plentiful. He ate slowly, but his chopsticks never stopped.

Ah Zi's cheeks were bulging from eating, and she would occasionally look up at Wu Feng with a smile on her face.

Mu Wanqing ate quietly, but picked up a few more pieces of food than usual.

The meal took almost half an hour to finish.

The dishes on the table were gradually emptied, and the bowl of vegetable soup was also finished.

Azi leaned back in her chair, let out a soft burp, quickly covered her mouth, and secretly glanced at Wu Feng. Seeing that he didn't seem to care, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Wanqing wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and put her veil back on.

Wu Feng put down his chopsticks, picked up a coarse cloth from the table to wipe his mouth, and looked at the two of them: "Are you full?"

The two nodded.

Wu Feng stood up, pushed open the door to the private room, and called out towards the stairs, "Waiter, the bill is due."

The waiter hurried up, a smile plastered on his face: "Sir, the total is three taels and seven mace of silver."

Wu Feng took out four taels of silver from his pocket and handed it over: "Keep the change."

The waiter took the money, his smile widening, and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Thank you so much, sir! Please take care!"

The three of them went downstairs and left Zuixianju. A cool night breeze blew by, dispelling the heat from their bodies.

The lanterns in the streets and alleys were still lit, and there were fewer pedestrians than in the evening, but it was still lively.

Wu Feng led the two back along the streets and alleys, with A Zi walking beside him, her steps light and her face showing the contentment of having eaten her fill.

Mu Wanqing followed behind, her pace neither too fast nor too slow.

Back at the inn, the waiter was dozing against the counter. Hearing the door open, he quickly stood up, and seeing that it was Wu Feng, he smiled broadly: "You're back, sir?"

Wu Feng nodded, said nothing more, and went straight upstairs.

Upon reaching the second floor, Mu Wanqing stopped at the door of her room, turned to Wu Feng, and bowed slightly: "Young Master, I'll go back to my room now."

Wu Feng nodded: "Get some rest, and don't neglect your cultivation."

"Yes," Mu Wanqing replied, pushed open the door and went in, then gently closed the door behind her.

Wu Feng led A Zi back to his room. After entering the room, A Zi consciously went to a corner, picked up a futon, placed it down, sat cross-legged, and prepared to cultivate.

Wu Feng glanced at her, then walked to the window and stood there for a moment. The streets and alleys outside the window gradually quieted down, with only the occasional bark of a dog in the distance.

He raised his hand to open the game interface, and a dark blue screen unfolded before his eyes.

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