"Your worry is unnecessary. Nothing really happened with that female ghost. It was just a simple entanglement, with some minor physical contact - very ordinary and common stuff," Chen Shuo said casually, while deliberately glancing at Su Xiyan.
Su Xiyan's expressions were rich and varied, from initial anger to surprise, her pupils contracting, trembling, and then shaking with rage. Throughout, there was not a hint of affectation; every facial expression was genuine.
To Chen Shuo's surprise, even with all this, Su Xiyan remained silent.
This was somewhat unexpected for Chen Shuo. He had thought that after saying such things, Su Xiyan would cry and make a scene, or at least show some intense emotion.
But the actual situation seemed to deviate significantly from his expectations, leaving Chen Shuo perplexed.
Perhaps he hadn't pushed hard enough? Should he increase the intensity?
With this thought in mind, Chen Shuo proceeded to act.
"Do you know why that female ghost was able to escape? I deliberately let her go. She promised me that she would do anything for me if I wanted. You know, anything!" Chen Shuo deliberately repeated the word "anything" with great emphasis.
It was this repetition that finally broke Su Xiyan's calm demeanor. Her eyes seemed to shoot fire as she exclaimed, "Chen Shuo! You... you despicable man, how could you do something to betray me?"
Su Xiyan completely lost her usual rationality and goddess-like composure. She lunged at Chen Shuo, viciously slapping him repeatedly.
Chen Shuo hadn't expected things to escalate so quickly. It was only when the slaps landed on his body that he truly reacted.
Those slaps were so heavy, so painful!
Who could have imagined that a woman, in a state of extreme anger, could possess such strength?
Under normal circumstances, as a Vampire, both in terms of speed and physical resilience, one would surpass ordinary humans by countless times.
The same injury that might be unbearable for a normal person could be easily endured by a Vampire, even without a scratch.
And Chen Shuo, being a Demon Saint, was physically superior even to ordinary Vampires.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Vampires below the level of Demon King couldn't even scratch Chen Shuo's skin if they attacked him.
Yet, in this situation, each of Su Xiyan's slaps caused Chen Shuo to feel waves of pain. This was...
Chen Shuo was momentarily confused. He had intended to test how much Su Xiyan cared for him, but now it seemed he had gone too far. The result was clear, but it appeared he had overplayed his hand.
But what could he do now? He had to bear the consequences of the problem he created.
Chen Shuo endured Su Xiyan's outburst without making a sound.
At first, Su Xiyan was immersed in her own anger and sorrow, venting without restraint. But as time passed, she began to notice something odd.
No matter how hard she hit, Chen Shuo neither dodged nor whimpered. He just kept looking at her intently, and through that gaze, she saw Chen Shuo's deep affection.
It was that look that brought Su Xiyan back to her senses. Her hand, raised high in the air, suddenly stopped. She looked at Chen Shuo with a complex expression.
"Why... why aren't you dodging?" Su Xiyan asked, her voice trembling. Having calmed down, she now saw the red marks she had left on Chen Shuo's body, each slap clearly visible.
Even Su Xiyan herself found it hard to believe that she had treated Chen Shuo so harshly.
She had never hit Chen Shuo before, no matter what problems they encountered. How could she have such an intense reaction just because of what he said this time?
It was as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit, her mind clouded by rage.
All she could think of was anger and venting, completely forgetting that the person in front of her was the one she deeply loved.
"I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to... I was too emotional just now, I..."
Before Chen Shuo could speak, Su Xiyan tightly embraced him, her apologetic demeanor mixed with glistening tears, making her even more pitiful.
Seeing Su Xiyan's intense reaction, Chen Shuo realized he had indeed gone too far.
Hugging Su Xiyan back, he comforted her in a gentle voice, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you earlier. You have always been the most important person in my life. In fact, I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you."
"Even though our beginning was like a drama, you should remember that from the moment I chose you, there has been and will only be you in my heart."
"So, you can rest assured that no matter what situation I'm in or how great the temptation, when faced with a choice, I will always choose you without hesitation, because you're worth it."
Every word came from the depths of Chen Shuo's heart. He wasn't typically one for sentimental talk.
But at this moment, he expressed his true feelings, revealing his genuine self.
"But... I... I just didn't trust you. I thought you..."
Su Xiyan sobbed, her tear-stained face coupled with her exquisite beauty would make anyone's heart ache.
Chen Shuo gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Xiyan's eyes, smiling calmly, "Silly, I don't see that as distrust, but as concern, fear of losing me. I felt your love, so I won't blame you."
"Come on, no more crying, okay? Smile for me, let me see your sweet smile."
Under Chen Shuo's coaxing, Su Xiyan gradually regained her composure.
After taking a deep breath to suppress her sobs, Su Xiyan forced out a smile. Just as Chen Shuo was about to give Su Xiyan a passionate kiss, a sharp pain came from his ear.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
Chen Shuo sucked in a cold breath, repeatedly crying out in pain. The one inflicting this pain was none other than Su Xiyan, who had been crying her eyes out just moments ago.
Now Su Xiyan's eyes were full of resentment, her cheeks puffed up in anger, looking both cute and frightening.
"You, Chen Shuo, you've learned to deceive people, huh? You've learned to toy with me, is that it? Tell me, who taught you this? Do you have a death wish? Do you really think that just because you're stronger now, because you're a Demon King, I can't deal with you?"
Hearing Su Xiyan's tirade, Chen Shuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Well, the tender moment was short-lived, and in the end, he was the one suffering.
"I was wrong, I was wrong. I'll never dare to do it again."
"What? You'll never dare again? Does that mean there might be a next time?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant I promise there won't be a next time."
"You're still thinking about a next time?"
"..."
Faced with Su Xiyan's unreasonableness, Chen Shuo was at a loss for words. There was nothing he could do; he had to bear the consequences of the trouble he had stirred up...

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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?"