And so, the battle among the vampires lasted nearly three hours.
When the last Dark Young was ruthlessly slaughtered by Evelyn, the crimson Blood Moon gradually faded, and the world returned to silence.
Luo Wei followed the cavalry of the Thornflower family, trekking a distance before setting up camp in another part of the wasteland.
"Our current position is here," Monica drew a circle on the unfolded parchment map, "and the Black Forest is here. My suggestion is to circle around to the northern side of the Black Forest. That way, we’ll be closer to the border between the two nations. If we alert the Kingdom of Whelan, we can retreat to the Northern Frontier at the fastest speed."
Jo, however, disagreed. "We’re already deep in enemy territory as it is. We should fall back to the Demon River Valley area. That way, we can rely on favorable terrain for defense. We don’t want a repeat of what happened tonight."
The two core vampires of the Thornflower family held opposing views, leaving the next course of action undecided.
"Since Luo Wei has already been rescued, our family doesn’t owe him any more favors, right?" Mike said with a nonchalant expression. "If you ask me, we shouldn’t meddle in this mess anymore. Let’s head home at dawn and avoid endless trouble."
As the group around them began to murmur in discussion, Jo suddenly asked, "What about the family head? What does she think?"
This was a decision best left to Evelyn, the family head.
"You’d better not disturb her," Mike’s tone carried a hint of teasing as he glanced in a certain direction. "The family head is... busy right now."
Monica also looked in that direction and rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Yeah, busy with romance..."
Under the night sky, the long-separated couple was glued to each other. Monica watched the two chatting and laughing, curling her lips in disdain.
"Tsk tsk..."
"Practically stuck together. How nauseating..."
On the cliff, Evelyn suspiciously glanced toward the camp.
"Luo Wei, I feel like someone’s talking about me behind my back."
"Really? My guess is Lady Monica."
"Hmph, she must still hold a grudge over me dumping all the account books on her!"
"Don’t mind her for now."
Luo Wei gently wrapped his arms around Evelyn’s slender waist. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, clinging to him tightly.
"Luo Wei, it feels like it’s been forever since we’ve had time alone..."
"Yeah," Luo Wei lowered his head, gazing into those beautiful emerald-green eyes under the moonlight. "How have you been lately, Teacher?"
"Not good. Not good at all..." Evelyn sighed. "Life without you is so boring."
"Between reorganizing the family and undergoing trials," Luo Wei chuckled, "I doubt you’ve had a dull moment. You’ve even ascended to a Vampire Prince now."
"Boring! Still boring!" Evelyn lifted her head in frustration. "The Northern Frontier is just a frozen wasteland—nothing fun at all! No luxury boutiques like in Saint Callen, no theaters or concerts, nothing! Luo Wei, you have no idea how many limited-edition bags I’ve missed out on!"
"They release those things that fast? And they call them ‘limited’?" Luo Wei sighed helplessly. "Honestly, this might be for the best. You should really break that overspending habit of yours."
Back when she was a teacher at Callen University, her salary was more than decent. Yet Evelyn would blow through it all by mid-month, then whine about being broke. Luo Wei had never seen a vampire so bad at managing money...
"Luo Wei, I regret it so much. I never should’ve fallen for your and Ophelia’s trick..." Evelyn grumbled, nuzzling against his neck and pretending to bite him.
"Even without all those things, as long as I had you with me, it would’ve been enough. But at Thornflower Castle, I couldn’t even see you..."
"After hearing about what happened in the Royal Capital, I wanted to rush there immediately, face those dangers with you, just so I could see you again..."
"But Ophelia absolutely refused to let me go!" Evelyn puffed up her cheeks like an angry kitten.
"Calm down, Teacher. She was thinking of the bigger picture," Luo Wei soothed. "Which side the Duke of Thornflower, guardian of the Northern Frontier, leans toward is a crucial signal for all factions."
"I know, I know..." Evelyn sighed. "The only reason I pushed myself to ascend so quickly was to be of use to you—to all of us."
"The trial must’ve been tough, right?" Luo Wei asked softly.
"Mhm," Evelyn nodded. "It felt like every bone in my body shattered and regrew. But thinking of you kept me going. So? Isn’t your teacher amazing?"
Though she made it sound effortless, Luo Wei could sense the true danger of the trial. He held Evelyn tighter.
"Teacher... thank you."
"Don’t thank me!"
Evelyn perked up again, boasting proudly. "Now this is what you call talent! How many vampires in history have achieved what I have? Now I can finally fight alongside you all! At this rate, I might even surpass Tilis in a couple of years!"
That might be a stretch, Luo Wei thought silently.
Though she could definitely overpower Helena—unless the latter was piloting that custom-built "Steam Gundam" of hers.
The two talked deep into the night, wishing time would slow so they could pour out their hearts without restraint.
Luo Wei suddenly remembered something. "Teacher, how did you find me?"
He never expected Evelyn to be the first to locate him.
"The moment I heard you’d been captured, I charged straight for the Kingdom of Whelan with my forces!" Evelyn huffed. "Now that things in Saint Callen are settled, Ophelia can’t stop me anymore, right?"
Luo Wei stared at her in surprise. From their conversation, he realized Evelyn had arrived at the Demon River Valley even earlier than he had.
"Teacher, how were you so sure I wasn’t taken somewhere else?" Luo Wei wondered inwardly. After all, Eleya had even threatened to lock him away in the Sacred Mountain of Siston or something...
Evelyn blinked playfully.
"A woman’s intuition!"
"Uh... is that so?"
After chatting a while longer, they noticed the camp was on the verge of an argument. With a resigned sigh, Evelyn pulled Luo Wei along to intervene.
Once the family head made the final call, the debate quickly reached a resolution.
If they were going to explore the Black Forest, they might as well wait for Tilis’s mages. Burn the forest in the morning, saturate it with mana-crystal bombs in the afternoon, and by nightfall, Evelyn would activate the Blood Moon Domain to cover their advance into the depths.
The vampires present all agreed it was a relatively sound plan, yet Luo Wei still harbored concerns—he felt things couldn’t be this straightforward.
If the Black Forest could truly be destroyed, it wouldn’t have stood so abruptly in the wasteland for centuries, defying even the Church at the height of its power.
But with no better alternatives at hand, Luo Wei had no choice but to suppress his unease and quietly await the arrival of the witch.
As the discussion concluded and the others dispersed, only Luo Wei and Evelyn remained in the tent.
Evelyn gazed at Luo Wei, lost in thought, her lips parting slightly with a hint of hesitation.
"Xiao Wei..."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”