Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 198 The Resort Opens

In the VIP room, Zhao Qiming was exchanging pleasantries with several local cultural and tourism officials and representatives of partner companies. When he saw Fatty Li leading Feng Xiaolu and the others in, he immediately smiled and waved.

"Master Feng, Master Lin, Mengmeng, come here quickly," Zhao Qiming said with a radiant smile. "The leaders are very interested in our 'Cultivation Culture Experience' theme and would like to hear the insights of our professionals."

Upon hearing the words "professional," Feng Xiaolu immediately straightened her back, cleared her throat, and put on a detached smile reminiscent of a "reclusive master."

"Amitabha," she began, making a perfectly executed hand seal, and spoke in a refined manner, "The Tao follows nature, and the resort follows the same principle. Every blade of grass and every tree is in harmony with the life force of heaven and earth; every brick and every tile embodies the balance of Yin and Yang..."

Lin Xiaoman, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but roll her eyes and gently poked her on the back.

Having been at the Cloud Hidden Sect for quite some time, Lin Xiaoman had come to understand that Feng Xiaolu was the most unreliable person in the sect. Therefore, she had to keep a close eye on her in this situation, otherwise, accidents could easily happen.

However, despite understanding the situation, Lin Xiaoman still secretly admired Feng Xiaolu's lively and carefree personality.

At this moment, Feng Xiaolu paused, immediately switching back from "expert mode," and said, "Um... what I mean is that our environment here is great, the feng shui is fantastic, it's comfortable to live here, and it's good for your health! Look at our air, isn't it sweeter than in the city?"

The people in charge were taken aback at first, then they all laughed, and the atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed.

"Master Xiaolu described it vividly," a middle-aged leader wearing glasses said with a smile. "Indeed, as soon as we entered these mountains, we felt refreshed. Although we ordinary people can't specifically feel what your 'spiritual energy' is, the healing effect of this natural ecosystem is real."

Zhao Mengmeng chimed in at the opportune moment, handing over a beautifully designed brochure and introduction to the experiential programs: "We have combined traditional health preservation concepts to design a series of light experiential activities that promote tranquility and breath regulation, such as morning mountain forest guided exercises, medicinal cuisine tasting, and handmade incense making, which are suitable for tourists of all ages to relax their minds and bodies."

Li Pangzi added from the side, "We also use local organic ingredients in the food area, many of which are directly sourced from farmers in the mountains—fresh and healthy!"

There was one more thing Li Pangzi didn't say: if you want to eat better, more spiritually rich ingredients, the only place to go is his Immortal Cuisine House, also known as Yunyin Xiaozhu.

It wasn't that he didn't want to play the game, but rather that the prices at Xian Shan Fang were simply not suitable for promotion.

As they were chatting, a burst of noise and laughter came from the plaza outside. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP room, they could see the children's play area, where the carousel was turning slowly. They could vaguely see Little Ling'er sitting on a white horse, waving excitedly, while Lingdang sat expressionlessly in the pumpkin carriage next to her. Stone stood outside the railing, holding a cotton candy and watching them with a silly grin.

"As long as the children have fun," Zhao Qiming said with satisfaction, looking out the window. "Our resort aims to provide a place where everyone, young and old, can find a way to relax."

The ribbon-cutting ceremony began quickly. On the stage covered with a red carpet, Feng Xiaolu, representing the Yunyin Sect, Zhao Qiming, representing the investors, leaders from the Culture and Tourism Bureau, and others attended.

Two highly respected senior Taoist priests from the "Mutual Help Taoist Group" were specially invited to lend their support, and together they held up the golden scissors.

Fireworks burst open with a bang, colorful ribbons fluttered in the air, and applause and the sound of camera shutters filled the air.

After the ceremony, there will be free time for visitors to tour and experience the facilities.

The media reporters scattered. Some went to photograph the resort's unique scenery, some surrounded Zhao Qiming and Fatty Li for exclusive interviews, some were very interested in the "Taoist priests on site" and asked the two old Taoist priests and Feng Xiaolu all sorts of questions, and some were interested in Monk Huiming and went to interview him.

The excitement of the opening day continued into the evening. As the setting sun bathed the mountains in a warm golden hue, the resort lights gradually illuminated the area, with lanterns lining the main street and modern landscape lighting creating a unique and captivating blend of ancient and modern aesthetics.

Feng Xiaolu finally escaped the media frenzy and slumped onto the sofa in the VIP room, complaining weakly, "My god, my face is stiff from smiling... What were those reporters asking? 'Can cultivating immortality cure hair loss?' 'Do Taoist priests use smartphones?'..."

Lin Xiaoman also collapsed onto the sofa, "You think I'm all set?"

"You mean those reporters," Feng Xiaolu continued to complain listlessly, "asking me 'Do Taoists usually watch variety shows?' is one thing, but some people even asked 'Can cultivation make people thinner and prevent them from aging?' -- If I had that ability, I'd use it on myself first! Oh, but once the spiritual energy has fully recovered, maybe it really will work."

Lin Xiaoman chuckled softly with her eyes closed: "At least they're interested in our line of work. It's better than nobody caring."

"That's true." Feng Xiaolu rolled over, lying on her side and looking out the window. Night fell, the resort lights came on, and the main street was bustling with people, but they were mostly reporters, government officials, partners, and staff. "It's lively, but I wonder how many real tourists will actually come starting tomorrow."

Lin Xiaoman also sat up, picked up the warm water on the table and took a sip, her tone calm: "What's the rush? It takes time for the media to spread the word. Look at those reporters today, how enthusiastically they took pictures and asked so many questions. Once the report is published and the short video is uploaded, the buzz will naturally rise."

She paused, then, as if remembering something, added, "Besides, didn't Mengmeng say that she's going to resume her live stream tomorrow specifically to promote our 'Cloud Hidden Immortal Traces International Resort'? She has a large fan base, and since it's based on her personal experience and on-site promotion, the results are sure to be great."

Feng Xiaolu's eyes lit up: "Oh right! I was so busy I forgot about that! Junior Nephew Mengmeng is now our sect's 'face' and 'number one publicity officer.' With her around, she'll definitely attract a lot of curious kids to come and take photos!"

As they chatted and laughed, their stomachs began to rumble. They had been busy all day and hadn't had a proper meal except for the snacks before and after the ceremony.

"Let's go," Lin Xiaoman stood up, straightened her skirt, "to Xian Shan Fang. Didn't Fatty Li say before that he was hosting a banquet there tonight for important guests and our own people? I guess Chairman Zhao and the others will be there too."

"Let's go! I'm starving!" Feng Xiaolu instantly revived, jumping up and rushing outside. "I wonder what goodies Junior Nephew Fatty has prepared tonight. I heard that for the opening, he even had the head chef come up with several of his best-kept secret recipes!"

The two left the VIP room and headed towards Yunyin Xiaozhu along the stone path lit by warm yellow lanterns.