Life at a Hot Spring Resort in the Realm of Demons

The new novel by my next-door little bro, Chang'an's Little Chef, is updating daily and getting rave reviews. Visit my profile to pick it up, and come join our restaurant family! (OvO) Question: If you became the owner of a hot spring resort right after graduating, would that make you a winner in life? Answer: If it were in a good location with lots of visitors, good service, its own signature features, and smart management, then yes. Zhu Ji shut his phone and decided that his resort met every condition. The only problem was that it wasn't in the human world. It was in the demon realm, sealed off from the world for thousands of years. He'd been alive for over twenty years, and suddenly he wasn't human anymore >_< - A huge story broke in the demon realm, where spiritual energy was dwindling: A hot spring resort had suddenly appeared in the remote backwater of Rongcheng. It offered spiritual springs that could speed up cultivation and cure illnesses, as well as all kinds of foods no one had ever seen before. Its specialty was letting demons cultivate while they relaxed. The demons of every clan went wild. What kind of immortal had descended to save all living beings?! Born with a weak constitution? Come take a dip. Not enough spiritual energy? Come take a dip. Looking for some entertainment? You'd better come take a dip. The once-unknown Qingrong Mountain Resort quickly became a paradise every demon longed to visit. Then, one day, they woke up to find that the enormous banyan tree inside the resort had grown so huge it blotted out the sky. The dormant ley lines had begun to revive, drawing on the tree, and an endless supply of spiritual energy was born from the cycle. The demon realm, once on the brink of collapse, had come back to life. Mastermind Zhu Ji (smiling): I only meant to do a little business on the side. I didn't expect to save the world, too. Qing Rong x Zhu Ji P.S. If you find that you can't read chapters 1-106, clear your cache in the app under Profile > System Settings. This is a new System bug, and the tech team is working on an upgrade to fix it. For now, sorry for making you go through a few extra steps, dear readers. Thanks for all your love and support ^v^ Below is my new novel next door, Chang'an's Little Chef Visit my profile to pick it up On the first day after transmigrating, Jiang Shu was mistaken for a fugitive by a negligent constable. He was beaten with a paddle and left on the brink of death. One month after transmigrating, Jiang Shu had become the darling of everyone at the Dali Temple. Anyone who saw him would ask, "What are you making to eat today, young master?" Six months after transmigrating, Jiang Shu had made the Dali Temple's public kitchen famous throughout Chang'an all by himself. Officials from the Nine Temples and Five Bureaus all wanted an excuse to visit the Dali Temple and mooch a meal, er, conduct business. One year after transmigrating, Jiang Shu had turned his fortunes around and become a rising star among Chang'an's restaurant owners. Ten years after transmigrating, every visitor to the Tang Empire knew the Jiang family's restaurant. - After transmigrating, Jiang Shu was wrongly arrested and thrown into the Dali Temple prison. He only escaped disaster thanks to the "keen insight" of Wen Chao, the Dali Temple's junior minister. On the day Jiang Shu was cleared and released, Wen Chao saw him off and said politely, "The Dali Temple failed in its duty, and I regret that you had to suffer for it, young master." Jiang Shu didn't bother to be polite. "You're right, Junior Minister Wen. You really should regret it. Why not hire me for the public kitchen? Then we could be partners in crime, I mean, help each other out!" The jailers and clerks passing by frantically signaled to Wen Chao: What are you waiting for? Say yes! We're still waiting for something to eat!!! The Dali Temple's public kitchen had been famous throughout Chang'an for years for food as hard as stone and vegetables as tough as iron. Whenever some wealthy family was summoned for questioning, they'd head straight to a restaurant afterward to calm their nerves. Yet who could have imagined its reputation would one day turn around? All sorts of delicious dishes began circulating in secret. The clerks were rosy-cheeked and cheerful from eating so well, and their casework efficiency kept reaching new heights. They even say the prison food improved considerably, so much so that some powerful ministers looked for excuses to return after getting out, just to enjoy another taste of the old meals. Jiang Shu, the source of it all, hummed as he turned and walked into the little restaurant he had just opened. Heh heh, he'd finally saved enough to set up shop on his own! He was going to cook up a storm! He'd seize the opportunity presented by envoys from every nation coming to court and spread the food of China far and wide! Many years later, when the Jiang family's restaurants had spread throughout Chang'an, the Dali Temple's jailers would remember that distant evening when they had first followed their superior to meet young Master Jiang. The crimson setting sun had shone through the window onto Jiang Shu's face. He looked like an unyielding wild grass, destined to thrive wherever life took him. Theme: A happy life is built through hard work.