All the Demon Hunters, including Su Yuanying, were too shocked to speak.
The mysterious person who had just knocked on Chen Shuo's car window was no ordinary individual!
He was Xiao Mingchen, a vampire driven by vengeance!
He was Su Yuanying's arch-nemesis, an equal match who had been entangled with her for years!
He was a vampire that had troubled and even forced Su Yuanying to hide for decades!
The level of a Demon King was an incredibly powerful existence in Su City!
He could even turn a young person like Chen Shuo to dust with just a thought, without even lifting a finger!
Such a terrifying being that struck fear into people's hearts, and Chen Shuo had nonchalantly told him to "get lost"?
If they hadn't seen the footage from the security cameras, everyone would have thought the young man before them was joking. But the surveillance video had just been transmitted from the security department, still hot off the press!
Chen Shuo hadn't lied; he really had told that Demon King to "get lost."
All the Demon Hunters had been mobilized, and even Su Xiyan and Su Yuanying were frowning with tension.
This clearly showed how difficult it was for Demon Hunters to deal with a vampire of the Demon King level!
Yet, Chen Shuo had made the Demon King leave with just one word?
It was too incredible to believe!
Even fiction wouldn't dare to write something like this!
Chen Shuo looked at the group of Demon Hunters before him, their jaws practically on the floor,
completely unaware of why they were so surprised.
He even wondered if they had discovered his identity as a vampire and a Demon Saint.
But on second thought, it didn't seem likely. If they had found out, would they still be quietly staring at him like this?
Su Yuanying tentatively asked, "Do you know that person from earlier? Or does he look familiar?"
Chen Shuo shook his head without hesitation: "I don't know him."
"Forget about looking familiar, I didn't even get a clear look at his face. I had just lost a game and encountered a cheater, how could I be in the mood to look at some guy's face? It's not like he was a super beautiful woman..."
As soon as he said this, Chen Shuo realized his bad habit of running his mouth had struck again.
He could already feel the murderous aura emanating from Su Xiyan!
Luckily, Chen Shuo's reactions were quick, and he managed to smooth things over: "Even a super beautiful woman wouldn't be as pretty as our Xiyan, right?"
Such a strong survival instinct!
Su Yuanying looked Chen Shuo up and down, and his demeanor didn't seem like he was lying.
Besides, he had no reason to lie. Everything was clearly visible in the surveillance footage; questioning Chen Shuo was just to see if there were any details the cameras might have missed.
Chen Shuo looked at the scene before him and asked in an incredulous tone, "What's going on?"
"Did something big happen?"
Su Yuanying said in a grave voice, "It's nothing, just chasing an old acquaintance."
After speaking, Su Yuanying was about to leave but stopped in his tracks. He turned back to Chen Shuo and said, "Let's have lunch together."
Chen Shuo gave a noncommittal "Oh," watching as Su Yuanying left with a large group of people.
Could it be that the person who was all wrapped up earlier was a vampire?
But why didn't I sense anything at all?
If he wasn't a vampire, then why would Su Yuanying and this group of Demon Hunters from Su City mobilize in full force?
Even Su Yuanying and Su Xiyan wore such serious expressions.
Something unusual must have happened; there must be more to this story!
Chen Shuo didn't want to think too much about it, nor did he care to ask. What business did he, a vampire, have meddling in Demon Hunter affairs?
Anyway, it was none of his business.
Chen Shuo continued playing his game, waiting for Su Xiyan to finish her work so they could return to school together.
He still had to have lunch with Su Yuanying? This was a great opportunity to get in his good graces! Chen Shuo was thinking about building a good relationship with Su Yuanying, so that when Su Yuanying became a Legendary Demon Hunter, he could help Chen Shuo reverse his bloodline.
Such an important matter couldn't be forgotten.
Before he could finish another round of his game, Chen Shuo heard the sound of fingers tapping on the car window again.
Could it be that strange person from earlier had returned?
Chen Shuo suddenly looked up, only to be met with a frowning yet still stunningly beautiful face.
Su Xiyan stood outside the car, bending down to knock on Chen Shuo's side of the window.
She had called out to Chen Shuo twice from outside, but he hadn't heard her.
Su Xiyan was wearing a knit sweater paired with a coat today. When she bent down slightly, one could catch a glimpse of an enchanting view through the neckline of her sweater.
Chen Shuo didn't dare look for too long, lest Su Xiyan notice.
This girl, despite her verbal protests, always seemed to contradict Chen Shuo. Her temperament was even more unfathomable; even Chen Shuo, who spent so much time with her, couldn't figure her out.
Chen Shuo pressed the unlock button, and Su Xiyan walked around to the other side of the car, opened the passenger door, and sat down.
Chen Shuo asked, "Was the person you were looking for earlier someone powerful?"
Su Xiyan sighed, "Not really powerful! Just like you, a Demon King."
Hearing this, Chen Shuo was displeased and asked seriously, "Not powerful? The same as me and not powerful?"
"Are you saying I'm not powerful?"
Su Xiyan loved seeing Chen Shuo's pouty and cute expression. She reached out to pinch his cheek: "You're just a cute and silly little puppy, how could you be considered powerful?"
Chen Shuo was speechless: "Is that really how you see me?"
Su Xiyan raised an eyebrow: "What else would you be?"
"Show me how powerful you are then?"
Chen Shuo: "You're asking for it, you know?"
"When I get serious, I'm afraid I might not be able to control myself."
Su Xiyan hadn't realized the gravity of the situation and laughed, "Alright then, let's see just how powerful you can be?"
Chen Shuo unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned towards Su Xiyan.
One hand braced against the edge of the passenger seat, while the other slid like a water snake through the gap between Su Xiyan's waist and the seat, wrapping around her slender waist and pulling her close with a slight force.
Su Xiyan hadn't expected Chen Shuo to make such a move, and she was suddenly at a loss, not knowing where to put her small hands.
"Chen Shuo!! What are you doing??"
Chen Shuo showed no intention of letting go of Su Xiyan, his hand on her lower back pressing even harder.
Su Xiyan was pressed tightly against Chen Shuo's body, with no room to retaliate in the confined space of the car.
The corner of Chen Shuo's mouth curled into a mischievous smile: "I can show you something even more powerful, want to see?"
Su Xiyan shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, no... that's not necessary."
"You're already very powerful! I've seen enough, can you let me go now?"
Chen Shuo really wanted to make Su Xiyan beg more, but they were in an underground parking lot! It wasn't a private environment, and if someone saw and took pictures to post online, it would be awkward if acquaintances saw it.
Chen Shuo thought to himself that he couldn't ruin his reputation like this.
So, suppressing his urges, Chen Shuo released Su Xiyan.
Freed from Chen Shuo's restraint, Su Xiyan started to provoke him again: "Chen Shuo, are you all talk and no action?"

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.”

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!