After finishing everything, Chen Shuo prepared to head home.
However, just before leaving, he was grabbed by Shen Xu, who didn't want to express gratitude, but rather...
Begged him to keep today's events a secret.
Although Chen Shuo was somewhat exasperated, he reluctantly agreed after Shen Xu's desperate pleading.
This guy already had a bad reputation, so why did he still care about saving face?
Did he think people wouldn't figure it out if Chen Shuo didn't say anything?
The cheap perfume smell on him was enough to explain everything.
Why would a grown man smell like a woman? Wasn't that obviously suspicious?
After saying goodbye to Shen Xu, Chen Shuo rushed back home immediately.
After this series of events, he needed to talk to Su Xiyan about the risks involved and warn her to be careful.
After all, they couldn't always be together, and if something happened when they were apart, it could be disastrous.
But as soon as he reached the front door, the brightly lit interior made Chen Shuo pause.
Su Xiyan usually left a light on for Chen Shuo, but never like this with every light blazing. This made Chen Shuo feel uneasy.
"Oh no, could it be..."
A bad feeling arose, and Chen Shuo didn't dare delay. He quickened his pace and hurried inside.
The moment he pushed open the door, his tension eased somewhat.
The scene before his eyes was Su Xiyan talking with her father, and beside them sat a person Chen Shuo didn't recognize.
This person was an elderly man wearing a Zhongshan suit, with white hair but a youthful face. Although his temples were graying, his eyes sparkled with vitality, exuding an air of vigor.
Moreover, at first glance, Chen Shuo could sense that the aura emanating from him was different from ordinary people. Even just sitting there quietly, he gave off an imposing presence.
This kind of aura was something even Su Yuanying didn't possess, which made Chen Shuo's gaze linger on him.
The old man clearly noticed Chen Shuo as well. While Chen Shuo was observing him, the elder stared straight back at Chen Shuo.
His eagle-like sharp gaze seemed to want to penetrate to Chen Shuo's very core.
Chen Shuo didn't hesitate and immediately activated his system to scan the person before him. What he discovered was shocking.
[Name: Xu Changjun, Age: 78, Level: Legendary Demon Hunter, Personality: Decisive, hates evil, shows no mercy when drawing his sword...]
Seeing these striking words, Chen Shuo's heart was filled with complex emotions. What he had expected had finally come, but he hadn't anticipated it would happen so quickly.
A Legendary Demon Hunter - Chen Shuo had always thought they only existed in legends. Seeing one in person for the first time made him feel somewhat surreal.
The man's personality also gave him some concern - hating evil and being decisive.
If he discovered Chen Shuo's identity, then...
Seeing Chen Shuo return, Su Xiyan quickly stood up to greet him: "You're back! Let me introduce you - this is Elder Xu, a senior from the Demon Hunters' Guild who just arrived from the capital."
"Hello, Elder Xu!" Chen Shuo nodded to Xu Changjun, maintaining a neither humble nor arrogant demeanor throughout.
Chen Shuo had no particular fondness for the man before him, but also no significantly negative impression.
He just didn't know why, but this person's appearance made him feel uneasy. Especially the strong Demon Hunter aura around him, which also contained the resentful energy of many slain vampires.
This was enough to prove that this man had killed countless demons, which was why he was shrouded in that resentful energy.
It's no exaggeration to say that just that hint of resentful energy could make ordinary vampires collapse in fear on the spot.
Fortunately, Chen Shuo was a Demon Saint. Although he could sense that aura, it didn't have much effect on him.
Under Su Xiyan's introduction, the old man also rose from his seat and walked directly towards Chen Shuo: "Young man, you're too polite. As Su family's son-in-law, you haven't disappointed me. You have both looks and bearing."
Xu Changjun's words were deeply meaningful, especially the way he sized up Chen Shuo, as if he wanted to devour him.
"Elder Xu, my son-in-law is shy around strangers. If he's impolite in any way, please forgive him," Su Yuanying quickly intervened, sensing the awkward atmosphere.
"Brother Su, look at you, getting all protective. I'm just having a simple chat, don't be so nervous," Xu Changjun said with a smile, but his gaze never left Chen Shuo.
"Not at all, have some tea, have some tea!" Su Yuanying continued to smooth things over, while Su Xiyan, also afraid that Chen Shuo's true nature might be discovered, stepped forward to play hostess.
"Grandpa Xu, this tea is this year's fresh Maojian, top quality. It's rare in the capital. You must try it while you're here. If you like it, I can have some sent to you when you return."
Faced with their attempts to change the subject, Xu Changjun remained unmoved: "No rush. We can drink tea anytime, but people... you don't get to meet them just any time."
"For some reason, meeting this young man gives me a sense of familiarity, especially the aura around him. It feels very familiar!"
Xu Changjun's sudden remark made the Su father and daughter break out in a cold sweat. They exchanged worried glances.
If Chen Shuo's identity was discovered by this man, the consequences would be unthinkable.
He was a Legendary Demon Hunter. Although Su Yuanying was half a step into the legendary realm, that half step was an enormous gap.
Even if father and daughter joined forces, they couldn't hold this man back for a moment.
Moreover, this Legendary Demon Hunter had even slain Demon Kings before. Although Chen Shuo was also a Demon King, he would have no chance against this man.
"Elder Xu, you're joking again. This is your first meeting, how could there be any familiarity? It's just that my son-in-law has a kind face," Su Yuanying tried to smooth things over again, but his words were completely ignored by Xu Changjun.
Xu Changjun stepped closer to Chen Shuo and even started sniffing him lightly.
This abrupt behavior made Chen Shuo instinctively step back, but he had barely moved half a step when Xu Changjun grabbed his shoulder: "Wait, why do you smell like a vampire?"
At these words, Chen Shuo's heart skipped a beat. In the next moment, the cold energy within his body condensed. He had made full preparations.
If the other party made a move, he would strike back immediately.
"Did you just have contact with a female vampire? At least a Half Ghost King level of power?"
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?"
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?!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
