The following days seemed to return to the usual tranquility. Chen Shuo went to school as usual, but Su Xiyan had much more to handle.
In addition to her daily studies at school, she also had to manage affairs on the Demon Hunter side.
This was not for any other reason but because of Su Xiyan's recent breakthrough, which was almost a perverse way of advancing, shocking the entire Demon Hunter community.
Su Xiyan was hailed as a genius who hadn't appeared in a thousand years within the Demon Hunter ranks, and as a result, she received significant attention.
The organization even planned to elect Su Xiyan as the leader of the Su City Demon Hunters, assisting her father in handling all matters in Su City.
As such, Su Xiyan was extremely busy, her daily life unusually packed.
If it were before, she could still spend time with Chen Shuo every few days, but now, even if she had some free time, she was assigned tasks that she couldn't refuse.
There were also many Demon Hunters from other places coming to learn, all eager to see this once-in-a-millennium genius.
This put immense pressure on Su Xiyan, who hadn't expected that a coincidence would lead to so many complications.
As the sun set, casting its glow over the bustling streets, Su Xiyan dragged her weary body back home.
She had lost count of how many days she had been busy, and all she wanted now was to lie in bed and find a moment of peace.
As soon as she got home and took off her high heels, Su Xiyan smelled the aroma of a cooked meal, which, despite her fatigue, perked her up.
Following the scent, she found a table full of delicious dishes in the dining room: Lucky Head, Bridge-crossing Ribs, Sticky Rice Chicken, Crispy Duck...
Seeing the array of dishes, Su Xiyan's eyes widened. She swallowed hard, her appetite instantly awakened.
Just as she was about to dig in, Chen Shuo brought out the last dish of soup: "Go wash your hands first!"
Seeing Chen Shuo's enthusiastic look, Su Xiyan raised an eyebrow: "What's the occasion today? Did the sun rise in the west? Why so many good dishes?"
"Look at you, isn't it okay to cook good food without an occasion? Besides, I see how hard you've been working these days, and I want to reward you properly, to nourish your body."
Chen Shuo put down the soup dish and quickly blew on his scalded hands.
"I don't believe it. There must be something fishy. Tell me, is there something you're not saying?"
Su Xiyan didn't buy Chen Shuo's words and looked at him suspiciously.
Staring straight at Su Xiyan, Chen Shuo couldn't hide anything and slowly spoke up: "Well, it's nothing much. It's just that the holidays are coming up, and my buddies want to have a small gathering, so..."
"I thought it was something big. Go ahead, just don't come back too late. If you exceed the curfew, you'll have to stay out."
Su Xiyan didn't mind at all. Although they usually spent a lot of time together, she wasn't overly strict about Chen Shuo's freedom.
Moreover, she hadn't had much time to accompany Chen Shuo recently, so this was also a form of compensation for him.
Hearing Su Xiyan's quick response, Chen Shuo was quite happy, but the latter part of her words made his mouth twitch: "Wait, I've never heard of a curfew before?"
Su Xiyan didn't even look up, her attention fully on the food. She picked up a piece of rib with her delicate fingers, took a small bite, and then said slowly: "You mentioned it was before, before we had any relationship."
"But now it's different. You've entered the Su family, so you have to follow our rules."
Chen Shuo was speechless, not knowing how to respond. Being in the Su family felt like signing a contract of servitude.
He hadn't fully entered the Su family yet, and things were already like this. He couldn't imagine what the future held.
Ah! Was this the hardship of being in a wealthy family?
Imagining those gold-digging women all vying to marry into wealthy families, Chen Shuo wondered what they were after.
As he pondered, Chen Shuo pulled himself back to the present: "Actually, the curfew aside, there's another thing..."
"Another thing? What, do you plan to stay out all night?"
Before Chen Shuo could finish, Su Xiyan interrupted him. Chen Shuo was a bit helpless: "No, why do you always think of these things? I wanted to say that my buddies want me to bring you along, and preferably..."
At this point, Chen Shuo suddenly paused.
Seeing Chen Shuo stop, Su Xiyan, who was enjoying her meal, stopped and looked at Chen Shuo: "Preferably what? Just say it, don't make me guess."
Chen Shuo hesitated, for his own safety, he quickly warned: "Don't get mad when I say it!"
"Alright, tell me first."
With Su Xiyan's assurance, Chen Shuo continued: "If possible, bring along a few of your girlfriends too."
Upon hearing this, Su Xiyan's composure faltered, her voice rising: "So that's what you're getting at, Chen Shuo? I thought you had something good in mind for me, but you're after my girlfriends?"
"Misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding. I, Chen Shuo, have no improper thoughts. It's just what they asked, and I'm just the messenger. If you're not willing, then forget I said anything."
Chen Shuo broke out in a cold sweat, even more so than when facing formidable enemies.
Seeing Chen Shuo's frightened look, Su Xiyan burst out laughing: "Alright, I was just teasing you. I didn't expect someone who isn't afraid of the Ghost King to be so easily scared!"
Su Xiyan was genuinely happy, sensing Chen Shuo's sincerity towards her. If it wasn't true affection, who would care about another's feelings?
"So... you agree to go?" Chen Shuo asked cautiously.
Su Xiyan was silent for a moment, her delicate fingers gently stroking her chin: "I'm not sure about that. You know, I've been quite busy lately, and someone from the capital is coming to Su City, specifically requesting my presence."
At this, Su Xiyan couldn't help but sigh. Originally, the breakthrough was a good thing, but for some reason, it made her less happy.
She was wrapped up in trivial matters every day, leaving her with no freedom.
She didn't know how long this situation would last, at least until the people from the capital arrived, she wouldn't have any free time.
"People from the capital? Who are they?" Chen Shuo sensed the gravity of the situation and became curious.
"The Demon Hunter guild in the capital is the guiding force for Demon Hunters nationwide. They say a big shot is coming, someone not weaker than my father."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo was shocked. Not weaker than Su Yuanying? Could it be a legendary-level Demon Hunter?
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?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
