When this was said, everyone present knew that this female Demon Hunter was implicitly mocking Su Xiyan.
Not only the Demon Hunters of Su City, even many Demon Hunters from other places also knew that there was a Su Xiyan in Su City who, under the powerful pressure of the Demon King, had never been hurt at all and had retreated completely safely.
Everyone was also guessing what kind of relationship the breathtakingly beautiful Su Xiyan had with that powerful Demon King?
The eyes of everyone present focused on Su Xiyan.
There was no expression on her exquisitely beautiful face. She lightly raised her eyes, stared straight at the weird female Demon Hunter, and gave a cold snort: "If you have something to say, you can say it directly. I'm not in the mood to beat around the bush with you."
"If you are not convinced, you are welcome to come and challenge me at any time."
After she said this, no one present dared to say more.
The strongest Demon Hunter in Su City was not undeservedly famous.
That female Demon Hunter came up with a lame excuse, smiling awkwardly, and explained a bunch: "I...I didn't mean it that way. You misunderstood. I just... I don't even know how to explain it to you. Anyway, I'm just stupid with words and can't speak well... There's no way..."
What kind of nonsense was this?
Su Xiyan was professional at mocking green teas: "If you're stupid with words then shut your mouth! If you can't speak well then keep your mouth shut!"
"If you can't bear to make a move, I don't mind helping."
After saying that, Su Xiyan just slightly raised her hand, and that female Demon Hunter immediately retreated in fright again and again, even her breathing was careful.
Originally, Su Xiyan was still thinking about how to vent the arrogance of these people. She didn't expect a silly female Demon Hunter to hit the gun by herself. Now that was good - killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, no one else dared to question Su Xiyan anymore.
At least on the surface, no one dared to stare at Su Xiyan with strange eyes anymore.
No matter what, it was not up to these people to mock and ridicule her.
Su Xiyan held the folder distributed at the meeting in one hand, stepped on high heels and left the conference room.
She had a tall figure, and every curve was exquisite. Especially that pair of long legs, she walked elegantly!
Her legs were 1.8 meters long, but her aura was 2.8 meters!
With the style of a glamorous big sister, plus an icy cold temperament like a glacier, Su Xiyan looked as if she was a snow lotus on the peak that could only be gazed at from afar, not daring to get close.
Compared to the 1.5-meter little loli Su Xiyan, Cheng Xinran's little short legs were running like the wind, before she finally caught up with the tall and glamorous big sister Su Xiyan.
"Pant pant~~ Xiyan wait for me!"
Cheng Xinran patted her chest as she gasped for breath, finally catching up with Su Xiyan. The two got in the car together.
Su Xiyan started the car, her eyes tranquil.
Cheng Xinran seemed to have something to say to Su Xiyan. Her little lips moved, but in the end she did not speak.
While driving the car, Su Xiyan asked: "Xinran, if you have something to say, just say it!"
Cheng Xinran hesitated for a moment, and still said: "Xiyan, do you know who the new head of the Su City Demon Hunters is?"
Su Xiyan's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Who is it? Didn't they say the official orders haven't been issued yet?"
"Don't forget who I am! I'm Cheng Xinran, the cutie in the Su City Demon Hunters with the fastest and most accurate intelligence and information!" Cheng Xinran pouted, "As for little rumors and first-hand news, I'm definitely the first to know."
Su Xiyan casually asked, "Okay, cutie Cheng Xinran, what reliable news do you want to leak to me?"
Cheng Xinran looked at Su Xiyan solemnly, "Xiyan, I heard... the new boss is... is..."
"It's your dad."
The words had just been spoken when Su Xiyan's expression changed drastically. She slammed the brakes!
Cheng Xinran banged her little head violently: "Xiyan, pay attention to safety! If I had known you would react so much I wouldn't have told you."
Su Xiyan could no longer maintain her calm expression. She urgently parked the car at the roadside, then grabbed Cheng Xinran's arm and asked again, "Xinran, are you saying my dad will come back to Su City to take control of this chaotic situation?"
Cheng Xinran nodded earnestly, "Yeah! Yes! The top-level internal meeting has decided. I guess the order will be officially issued soon."
"If... if Chen Shuo really is the Demon King hidden in Su City... then..."
Worry was written all over Cheng Xinran's cute round face.
Su Xiyan's father, Su Yuanying, had already reached the Platinum Tier 3 level in the early years! He was only one chance away from reaching the Legendary Realm that all Demon Hunters dreamed of reaching.
The ranking system of Demon Hunters was that, before reaching Platinum Tier 3, one could increase their ranking by hunting vampires.
However, upon reaching Platinum Tier 3, just hunting vampires would no longer lead to any further breakthroughs. One had to come upon a special chance in order to break through to the Legendary Realm.
That was why Legendaries could become Legendary. It was so rare and precious that it became the goal that all Demon Hunters struggled towards in their lives.
Su Xiyan did not answer Cheng Xinran. She restarted the car and sent Cheng Xinran home first before driving back to school.
All the way, there was no expression on Su Xiyan's cold face. Her pupils were like an abyss that one could not see the bottom of, unable to guess what she was thinking.
Previously, Su Xiyan was not worried about Chen Shuo. She reckoned that even if Chen Shuo was the hidden Demon King, it did not matter. It would be even better if he was the Demon King, because with the Demon King's formidable might, he would have no rivals in Su City, thus it would be even safer.
However, what Su Xiyan could never have imagined was that after Tang Zhiyuan stepped down from the position of the head of the Su City Demon Hunters, the one coming to take over would be Su Xiyan's father, Su Yuanying!
How dramatic could things get?
Su Xiyan's father Su Yuanying should be the Demon Hunter with the highest rank among all Demon Hunters now! However, he had been wandering outside looking for that so-called chance to break through to the Legendary Realm. Why would he suddenly come back to take charge of the Su City Demon Hunters?
If Chen Shuo really was the Demon King, wouldn't that mean he would clash with Su Xiyan's father, the Platinum Tier 3 Demon Hunter Su Yuanying?
Facing a powerful Platinum Tier 3 Demon Hunter, even if Chen Shuo was the Demon King, he probably wouldn't gain much advantage! Not only that, Su Yuanying had extremely rich combat experience and thorough understanding of vampires through research! After this analysis, Chen Shuo didn't really stand much of a chance.
What should be done?
Su Xiyan's white AMG stopped in the parking lot next to the school. She sat in the car for a very, very long time without getting off.
When she got out of the car again, the confusion in Su Xiyan's eyes had disappeared. In its place were calmness and determination!
During the time she spent sitting in the car, Su Xiyan had already figured out the corresponding strategy.
The two things to do next were:
First, use her connections among the Demon Hunters to investigate and protect Chen Shuo!
Second, win back Chen Shuo's affections again and clear up the misunderstanding between them.
Since her father had not yet come to take office in Su City, she should start with the second matter first!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
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?"
