The most feared thing when two people are together is the sudden silence.
It's really too awkward!
Too embarrassing!
Su Xiyan wished she could find a hole to crawl into. Her hands were somewhat at a loss: "Oh... So it was a gift from your mother?"
"I'm sorry, I thought it was..."
Chen Shuo: "You thought it was from another girl, right?"
"Su Xiyan, are you stupid? Do you think I would accept gifts from other girls besides you?"
Hearing Chen Shuo say this, Su Xiyan felt warm inside.
Her heart was also beating very fast! Her clear eyes were full of anticipation as she looked at Chen Shuo.
The atmosphere was heightened to this point, if Chen Shuo didn't confess, it wouldn't make sense!
But Su Xiyan's expectations were still dashed.
Chen Shuo didn't seem to be prepared to confess?
Could he be waiting for her to take the initiative?
Between the two, there was another moment of silence...
Or rather, an awkward atmosphere.
Su Xiyan was angry again, her willow eyebrows furrowed: "Chen Shuo, are you even a man?"
"If you're a man, then..."
Just confess to me! Can't you take some initiative??
Su Xiyan still wasn't able to ask the last two sentences.
She was so proud and aloof, the spotlighted Iceberg Goddess, the cold school beauty, how could she take the initiative to confess? This kind of thing should definitely be initiated by the guy! If she took the initiative to confess, wouldn't that make her the one chasing him?
There's no way I, Su Xiyan, would do something so damaging to my image!
Hearing Su Xiyan's words, Chen Shuo decided to tease her: "Want to find a place to verify if I'm a man or not?"
Su Xiyan: "..."
Instantly, even her earlobes turned red!
Wearing high heels, she fiercely stomped on Chen Shuo's instep.
Only by doing this could she conceal her inner turmoil and shyness.
Chen Shuo endured the pain in his instep: "Su Xiyan, were you a donkey in your previous life? Kicking your hooves at the slightest thing?"
Su Xiyan humphed and walked ahead of Chen Shuo.
The two were still stubbornly at odds, neither willing to speak first.
One in front and one behind, they walked back towards the school.
The misunderstanding was finally resolved, and the relationship between the two had undergone subtle changes.
Chen Shuo had his own plans, and Su Xiyan also had her own little abacus. It seemed to be the same as before, but it also seemed to have some different elements added.
As Su Xiyan was walking, she suddenly stopped and swiftly turned around, ramming straight into Chen Shuo's embrace from behind.
Chen Shuo grabbed his chest: "Su Xiyan, have you practiced iron head kung fu? Your little head is so hard!"
Su Xiyan, who was also seeing stars from her throbbing forehead, retorted: "You say that as if your chest isn't hard!"
Chen Shuo sized Su Xiyan up and down with ill intentions: "A real man is hard everywhere."
Su Xiyan: "..."
She really couldn't out-flirt Chen Shuo!
Su Xiyan could only quickly change the subject: "By the way, Chen Shuo, I didn't know before that the pink scarf was from your mother, and I criticized its taste. You can't be angry about it, right?"
Chen Shuo: "I'm not angry, but I did make a mental note when you said the pink was tacky and old-fashioned. Next time I call my mom, I'll relay your original words to her verbatim. And tell her it was the evaluation of a girl named Su Xiyan."
Su Xiyan's little hands rained down on Chen Shuo's shoulders like droplets: "Chen Shuo! Don't go overboard!"
"What if your mom gets angry and prejudices me?"
Chen Shuo's eyebrows quirked: "Oh? You're so anxious to meet your mother-in-law?"
Su Xiyan: "You're the ugly daughter-in-law! You're the ugly one!"
"...Wait, when did I become your daughter-in-law??"
"Chen Shuo! You stand right there!"
"Explain yourself clearly..."
After leaving the riverbank, Su Xiyan felt her footsteps become much lighter.
Although it was still cold when she returned home, the misunderstanding between her and Chen Shuo had been resolved!
Next was to think of a way to get Chen Shuo to move back in!
Living together and interacting daily, there would surely be opportunities to force Chen Shuo to confess!
Su Xiyan already had her own plans in mind.
Just then, Su Xiyan's phone rang.
Her first reaction was that it must be Chen Shuo.
Seeing it was her bestie Cheng Xinran calling, Su Xiyan still felt a momentary disappointment.
This Chen Shuo didn't even call her!
As soon as Cheng Xinran picked up she started venting: "Xiyan! So angry!"
"Who is Old Tang being wary of?"
Su Xiyan was full of questions: "Xinran, slow down and tell me exactly what happened?"
Through the phone, Su Xiyan could feel Cheng Xinran's anger: "This afternoon, the Su City Demon Hunters had a meeting that you know about, right?"
Su Xiyan: "What meeting? No one notified me? Was it a core meeting or an all-hands meeting?"
Cheng Xinran: "Of course it was an all-hands meeting! Everyone in Su City was there except you and me. And Old Tang presided over the meeting himself!"
"After all, I'm the demon hunter in charge of tracking vampires in Su City. And your combat level is the highest in the entire city! But Old Tang held a meeting without us!! Tell me, isn't he obviously hiding something? And deliberately keeping us out?"
Hearing Cheng Xinran say this, Su Xiyan immediately understood.
In short, Tang Zhiyuan held a demon hunter meeting this afternoon, and all the demon hunters in Su City attended except for Su Xiyan and Cheng Xinran.
Clearly, this was to guard against Su Xiyan, not wanting her to know about something.
Everyone knew Cheng Xinran and Su Xiyan were close. So Cheng Xinran was excluded as well.
What was Tang Zhiyuan trying to plot?
Cheng Xinran: "Xiyan, why don't you ask your dad when he'll officially take over Su City?"
"I really want to see Su Uncle properly deal with Old Tang!"
Sitting on the sofa, looking at the calligraphy work of her father hanging on the living room feature wall, Su Xiyan was silent for a long while, with unknowable thoughts swirling in her profound eyes.
"Xinran, when my dad takes over will probably have to wait for the official order to come down. It's official business, so I won't ask him."
Cheng Xinran was very worried: "Xiyan, I heard from a little fanboy who's chasing me that the main topic of today's meeting revolved around Chen Shuo."
Hearing Chen Shuo's name, Su Xiyan immediately tensed up: "Chen Shuo? Why? He's just a petty vampire! Even if Old Tang already knows Chen Shuo is a vampire, there's no need to go to such lengths, right?"
Cheng Xinran also found it very strange: "I know, right! Chen Shuo's not the Vampire King, what's the big deal?"
The listener understands more than the speaker intends. Su Xiyan, who was holding the phone, had fingers white from grasping tightly.
She bit her lip fiercely. If Chen Shuo really was the Vampire King, then everything could be connected!

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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?!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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.”