49: Chapter 49 A Spiritual Hot Pot with a Female Ghost! This is the Life of an Immortal!

Night fell.

The usually eerie and terrifying Locust Tree Alley was brightly lit and steamy tonight.

In the center of the courtyard sat a huge round table.

In the middle of the table was a specially made copper pot, inside which red oil and clear broth were bubbling.

The rich aroma of beef tallow, mixed with the unique fragrance of Spiritual Qi in the courtyard, wafted out several streets away.

"Come on, come on! Add the meat! Add the meat!"

Zhou Mingyue was like a busy little bee, carrying plates of top-grade M9 Wagyu beef and excitedly dumping them into the pot.

"This meat is beautiful! Just looking at it makes me drool!"

Su Yang sat in the main seat, holding a freshly poured glass of Feitian Moutai, looking very comfortable.

Beside him sat three stunning beauties.

On the left was Su Qingcheng, dressed in fiery red, holding chopsticks and elegantly picking up a piece of tripe, dipping it "up and down seven times" in the red oil pot.

On the right was Chu Ling, still maintaining her aloof Zombie Queen persona.

However, she was holding a red wine glass, and her purple eyes held less Killing Intent and more laziness.

Jiang Yingxue, who had recently joined the "family," was like a young daughter-in-law.

She stood behind Su Yang, holding a cattail fan, gently fanning him, and occasionally placing peeled shrimp into his bowl.

As for the group of ghost workers, although they couldn't eat food from the world of the living, Su Yang had specially asked The lead female ghost to light several bundles of premium incense and paper money, and they were all huddled in the corner of the wall, inhaling with such intoxication.

"Master, try this, it's ready."

Su Qingcheng picked up the piece of tripe covered in red oil, blew on it, and brought it directly to Su Yang's lips.

"Ah—"

Su Yang opened his mouth and took a bite without hesitation.

It was crisp, chewy, spicy, and fragrant!

"Hmm, not bad, your skills are improving."

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction, casually pinching Su Qingcheng's smooth cheek.

"Of course, in order to serve Master well, this servant specifically went online to learn hot pot strategies."

Su Qingcheng giggled, her eyes so charming they could drip water.

"Hmph, vixen."

Chu Ling, sitting nearby, snorted coldly and downed her glass of red wine in one gulp.

"Master, what's the point of eating meat? Come, have a drink."

She picked up the bottle and filled Su Yang's glass.

"I added a drop of my Corpse King essence blood to this wine; it's very nourishing."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Su Yang, who was eating shrimp, almost choked.

"Corpse King essence blood? Are you sure this stuff is drinkable?"

"Don't worry, after purification by Spiritual Qi, the corpse poison is long gone; there is only pure energy."

Chu Ling raised an eyebrow.

"Or is it that Master is afraid of being over-nourished and won't be able to handle it tonight?"

"Joking! I won't be able to handle it?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yang's male competitive spirit instantly flared up, and he picked up the glass and drained it in one gulp.

As the wine went down his throat, it instantly turned into a surge of heat that rushed straight to his Dantian.

The feeling was like swallowing a ball of fire, burning his whole body with heat.

"Refreshing!"

Su Yang shouted, feeling the rotation speed of the Golden Core in his body increase by a few notches.

"Boss, I'll toast to you too!"

Zhou Mingyue also leaned over, her little face flushed, clearly having drunk too much.

"If it weren't for following the Boss, I would never have been able to eat this kind of beef that costs thousands per plate in my life!"

"And... the air in this courtyard is so good, I feel like my skin has become more tender!"

She touched her face, looking intoxicated.

The effect of this Gathering Spiritual Qi Formation was truly Heaven-Defying.

In just half a day, the originally withered flowers and plants in the courtyard had all come back to life, and they were growing gratifyingly.

Even ordinary vegetables planted in the corner had sprouted green shoots in just a few hours.

This was no haunted house; it was clearly an Immortal Cave!

"From now on, this is our base."

Su Yang leaned back in his chair, enjoying Jiang Yingxue's massage, looking at the beautiful women filling the courtyard, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

This is the life a Transmigration person should live!

Fighting and killing are just means; enjoying life is the goal.

"By the way, Boss."

Zhou Mingyue suddenly remembered something, put down her glass, and said somewhat mysteriously, "When I went to buy groceries just now, I heard a few aunties nearby discussing. They said our old urban area seems to be facing demolition?"

"Demolition?"

Su Yang frowned.

"This place has been haunted for decades, who dares to come and demolish it?"

"I think it's strange too."

Zhou Mingyue scratched her head.

"But I heard the developer coming this time is very stubborn; it's a large consortium from Hong Kong Island, saying they want to build some kind of... Feng Shui Formation here to suppress the Luck."

"Hong Kong Island? A Feng Shui Formation?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

"Playing with Feng Shui on my territory? This is like showing off one's axe in front of Guan Gong."

"Ignore them."

Su Yang waved his hand.

"As long as they don't demolish my place, let them do what they want. If they want to touch my house..."

He glanced at the faintly flowing Formation light screen above his head and sneered.

"Then I'll let them know what a real holdout nail house is."

"Come on, come on, keep drinking!"

"Tonight, we don't stop until we're drunk!"

"Yay!"

Laughter and joy echoed in the small courtyard.

This night was destined to be a night of revelry.

However, Su Yang didn't know that on the top floor of a high-rise building not far from Locust Tree Alley, an old man wearing a Tang suit and holding a compass was frowning, looking from afar in the direction of No. 44 Courtyard.

"Strange..."

The old man watched the compass needle spinning wildly in his hand and muttered to himself.

"That place is clearly a place of extreme Yin, so how could such dense Spiritual Qi suddenly... shoot up into the sky?"

"Could it be... that a rare treasure has been born?"

A trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes.

"It seems that the waters of Jiangzhou are deeper than I imagined..."