After adjusting his emotions slightly, Chen Shuo still walked quickly forward.
Either way, it was a lose-lose situation. If something really went wrong, there was no escaping it no matter what.
Rather than worrying about problems, it's better to solve them.
Chen Shuo entered the room. The interior was sparsely decorated, simple and straightforward.
A small tea table with tea already prepared. Xu Changjun was sitting at the table, holding a teacup and enjoying life with a contented expression.
"You're here? Have a seat then."
Xu Changjun put down his teacup and focused his gaze on Chen Shuo.
The moment he was stared at, Chen Shuo felt as if he had been locked onto.
There was an indescribable feeling of constraint, but it wasn't too bad. Chen Shuo was, after all, someone who had seen his fair share of the world.
Moreover, judging from the other's attitude, there wasn't much hostility. This allowed Chen Shuo to relax considerably.
After sitting down in front of him, Chen Shuo clasped his hands and said, "Elder Xu, thank you for what happened the other day."
"You don't need to thank me. I only did that for the sake of an old friend. Of course, it was also partly because of you. I admire your actions."
The admiration was genuine. For someone of Elder Xu's stature, he rarely spoke words of praise.
Because of his lofty position, he had no need to flatter anyone.
Good was good, and bad was bad.
It was precisely Chen Shuo's spirit that day that gave him a different perspective on Chen Shuo.
In fact, on that day, he had already sensed that Chen Shuo's strength was formidable. If he had truly wanted to resist, it wouldn't have been so disastrous.
But Chen Shuo knowingly did the impossible, which was already a great show of sincerity.
It was seeing this sincerity that made him change his mind.
"Elder Xu, you flatter me. The reason I acted that way was because I have an urgent request."
Chen Shuo wasn't one to beat around the bush. Seeing that the other had a good impression of him, he directly brought up his problem.
Just as he was about to mention the cooperation, Xu Changjun interrupted him.
"I know why you're here. Don't worry, I will eliminate the vampire forces in Su City, and I will help you rescue your parents."
This answer was unexpected for Chen Shuo.
However, this idea was contrary to what he had in mind. It wasn't that Chen Shuo didn't believe in Elder Xu's abilities. Someone of Elder Xu's stature wouldn't make such a promise if he couldn't fulfill it.
But the time it would take to find the Demon King and then eliminate him would be too long.
And who knows what unexpected events might occur in the meantime? What if the Demon King, backed into a corner, used his parents' lives as leverage? What then?
There were too many uncertainties, and Chen Shuo didn't dare take such a risk.
"Elder Xu, I know you're powerful, but fighting alone is never as good as working together. Besides, this Demon King is very cunning. So far, we haven't been able to find where his lair is."
Chen Shuo said, unable to hold back a long sigh.
To find the other party, he had even used the power of the system.
Within the range the system could scan, Chen Shuo had carefully searched everywhere, even wasting a lot of time going to many places to search with the system.
But the results were not very promising, with no findings at all.
Sometimes Chen Shuo even doubted whether the Demon King's lair was in Su City, but if it wasn't in Su City, how could his presence be sensed in Su City during each operation?
This was the Demon King's cunning. If Chen Shuo could find him, he wouldn't need a Legendary Demon Hunter to intervene. He could make the other party vanish in an instant by himself.
But with no other option, to lure the other party out, the only way was for him to engage in a big fight with Elder Xu.
At the crucial moment, they would seek help from the Demon King, and when he appeared, they would capture him together.
Only in this way could they successfully draw the snake out of its hole. Otherwise, how long would this aimless search go on?
Chen Shuo laid out his entire plan, hoping to gain Elder Xu's support.
"Elder Xu, I know you don't want to stoop to my level, but this matter really needs your help. If we can't lure him out, everything else is just empty talk."
Chen Shuo's words plunged Elder Xu into silence. The reason he had planned to act alone was exactly as Chen Shuo had said. He was unwilling to cooperate with vampires.
If it were his previous personality, seeing a vampire like Chen Shuo, he would have eliminated him first without a second thought, before considering anything else.
But in these two interactions with Chen Shuo, he found that Chen Shuo was a decent person, the type he admired.
If not for the fact that he was a vampire, he would have been willing to be friends with Chen Shuo despite their age difference.
Unfortunately, Chen Shuo's vampire identity meant their paths were destined to diverge.
Good and evil cannot coexist - this was fundamental.
"Young man, you know your identity. The fact that I haven't killed you is already very merciful. Don't ask for any more conditions," Elder Xu said sternly, his words devoid of any sentiment.
Hearing this, Chen Shuo became anxious.
He had explained everything so clearly, how could the other not understand?
Wasn't the current situation urgent? By the time he found the Demon King, his parents would already be in danger.
Moreover, the Demon King had given him limited time. If he couldn't complete the task within the specified time, who knew what the consequences would be?
"Elder Xu, if you really want to eliminate the Demon King, cooperating with me is your best choice. I know you disdain to associate with me. But let me tell you, if you're really defending justice, what's wrong with using a few tactics?"
"Let me ask you, after so many days, have you found any trace of him? What if you can't find him? Will you keep searching? How long will that take? You'll have to leave eventually, right? Who will outlast whom, you or him?"
Chen Shuo's mouth was like a machine gun, firing questions rapidly.
Each question left Xu Changjun speechless.
This was the first time in his life that he had been questioned like this.
It's worth noting that since he became a Demon Hunter, his life had been on an upward trajectory.
By his twenties, he had already reached Platinum Level Strength as a Demon Hunter. Five years later, he entered the Semi-Legendary Realm, and after another ten years, he achieved the strength of a Legendary Demon Hunter.
Before the age of forty, he had become the world's only Legendary Demon Hunter.
That was such a prime age, and whenever it was mentioned, how many people envied and admired this achievement?
This was something many people pursued for a lifetime but couldn't attain, yet Xu Changjun had achieved it.
He was the chosen one, heaven's pride. He was used to questioning others, but others questioning him? Chen Shuo was the first, and the only one.

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!

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?"

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.”

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?!