"Heh." Chen Shuo sneered coldly. He couldn't believe Xiao Mingchen could still be so stubborn in the face of death.
At this point, no matter what he said, today would be his day of reckoning.
"Xiyan, do it!"
Hearing Chen Shuo's command, Su Xiyan didn't hesitate. She focused intently, concentrating all her power into a single point.
Normally, it would be effortless for Su Xiyan to summon the Demon Hunting Crossbow, but with Chen Shuo's power enhancement, she encountered some resistance. With each bit of energy she gathered, another bead of sweat formed on her forehead.
Sensing the immense energy, the Ghost King Xiao Mingchen let out a heart-wrenching scream. He was truly terrified now.
In the face of death, his previous arrogance vanished: "Chen Shuo, if you spare me, I'll be your slave. If you want, I can even help you become the new king of Su City."
"Not only that, I can introduce you to the powers behind me. I know you're currently at the Semi-Legendary Ghost Saint level, right? If you gain their favor, you'll definitely break through your current level and reach the legendary Demon Saint realm."
Xiao Mingchen firmly believed the temptation he offered was too great for Chen Shuo to refuse.
The Demon Saint was the pinnacle of vampire power, a height countless vampires couldn't reach in their entire lifetime.
But he was wrong, mistaken in his understanding of Chen Shuo's true strength.
Chen Shuo had already reached the Demon Saint level, and he didn't need any external help.
However, Xiao Mingchen's words did catch Chen Shuo's attention. To guide a Semi-Legendary Ghost Saint to the Demon Saint realm would require at least a Demon Saint level vampire.
In other words, there were other Demon Saints in this world besides him.
Realizing this, Chen Shuo's expression grew serious.
Previously, Chen Shuo might have thought Xiao Mingchen was just talking big to save his life.
But after hearing his explanation, Chen Shuo began to ponder seriously.
As the saying goes, there's always someone better out there.
There were still many unknowns in this world, and one couldn't deny the outside world based on their own limited knowledge.
Just like how Legendary Demon Hunters were once thought to exist only in legends, yet they were real and present in the capital, less than a thousand miles away.
And there might be more than one. If Legendary Demon Hunters existed, it wouldn't be surprising if Demon Saints did too.
"I appreciate your offer, but for us right now, eliminating you is more important. You've done too much evil and should face the consequences," Chen Shuo said after a long pause.
His decision wouldn't be swayed by the other's words. Even if there were other Demon Saints, they were just at the same level as him. In a fight to the death, it wasn't certain who would win.
Moreover, Chen Shuo had the support of his system, giving him some confidence if it came to that.
"Xiyan, don't wait any longer."
Chen Shuo looked at Su Xiyan and nodded.
By now, Su Xiyan was drenched in sweat, her flushed face showing her discomfort.
This arrow contained the strongest arrow intent she had ever used, further enhanced by Chen Shuo's power.
At Chen Shuo's nod, she finally released the arrow.
This arrow, imbued with the essence of heaven and earth, flew out like an unsheathed blade, tracing a beautiful arc in the air.
Its speed was so fast that it was imperceptible to the naked eye. The Ghost King Xiao Mingchen didn't even have time to react. As the light pierced through him, his pupils contracted violently.
Without much suffering, without even uttering a word, Xiao Mingchen's form dispersed like dust. Simultaneously, countless golden lights flew towards Su Xiyan.
In an instant, Su Xiyan was enveloped in golden light. Seeing the dazzling radiance, Chen Shuo smiled with satisfaction.
A Ghost King was indeed a Ghost King. This powerful energy was incomparable to the previous vampires they had encountered.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that even a hundred high-level vampires couldn't match a single Ghost King.
Now, all Chen Shuo had to do was wait for Su Xiyan to quietly absorb everything.
According to Chen Shuo's guess, after absorbing the Ghost King Xiao Mingchen's energy, Su Xiyan should be able to successfully break through to the Platinum Rank.
He was curious to see just how far into the Platinum Rank she would reach, and felt a sense of anticipation.
Time passed minute by minute, with Chen Shuo silently standing guard beside Su Xiyan.
The golden light gradually faded from deep to light as time went on.
From the initial golden yellow to a pale yellow, and finally to colorless.
When the "energy cocoon" enveloping Su Xiyan finally burst, she slowly awakened from her meditative state.
As she opened her eyes again, Su Xiyan exuded an aura completely different from before.
She had broken through, and her strength had increased significantly. Even without Su Xiyan displaying her power, Chen Shuo could clearly sense it.
The current Su Xiyan was at least several times stronger than before. Now, she could probably easily handle a Semi-Legendary Ghost King level vampire.
"How do you feel? What level have you reached?" Chen Shuo asked with concern as Su Xiyan recovered.
"I... I'm not quite sure. I feel some fluctuations, and... I sense something inside my body," Su Xiyan said, assessing herself.
Due to her recent breakthrough, everything was still unstable.
As she was self-assessing, she suddenly became aware of something new in her body, making her feel a bit uneasy.
She didn't know when it had appeared, as it hadn't been there before.
But after absorbing the energy, this thing appeared. She could sense it, but couldn't touch it.
It seemed to exist, yet also seemed not to.
This feeling of something being there yet not there left Su Xiyan feeling uncertain.
She wasn't sure if this was normal after a breakthrough, so she explained her situation to Chen Shuo. His expression grew serious as he listened.
He had never heard of such a situation before. It shouldn't be like this.
To be safe, Chen Shuo placed his hand on Su Xiyan's shoulder.
He channeled his internal yin cold energy, converting it into natural energy that Su Xiyan could accept, and slowly let it seep into Su Xiyan's body through her pores.
At first, everything went smoothly. Chen Shuo could clearly sense Su Xiyan's current strength.
But when Chen Shuo's power tried to probe her sea of consciousness, a great resistance, like surging waves, blocked his power from afar.
Chen Shuo wasn't willing to give up. He tried again, but the result was the same as before.
"How can this be?" Chen Shuo muttered, his expression growing more serious. But he had no intention of giving up. He once again mobilized his internal yin cold energy and continued to try...
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.”
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.
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'!"
