Moreover, Tang Zhiyuan, who is a close friend of Su Xiyan's father, has known each other for many years. He has always treated Su Xiyan as his own daughter, but Su Xiyan has always maintained a cold and distant attitude towards him, considering him only as her immediate superior.
If Tang Zhiyuan were to find out that Chen Shuo is a vampire, I wonder what means he would use to deal with him?
Su Xiyan dared not continue to ponder on that thought.
Su Xiyan has only heard some rumors about Tang Zhiyuan's methods and strategies.
Perhaps due to some unknown reasons, Tang Zhiyuan harbors a deep hatred for vampires! Whenever there is a vampire, he seeks to exterminate them without mercy.
Unlike Su Xiyan, whose only goal is to accumulate points and hunt vampires to break through to the legendary realm.
For Tang Zhiyuan, it's a matter of emotions.
It doesn't matter who kills them; he doesn't care about gaining points himself.
He has only one purpose: vampires must die!
Thinking about Tang Zhiyuan's iron-fisted methods over the years and Chen Shuo's weakness, Su Xiyan's expression became unusually serious.
Tang Zhiyuan must have other motives for inviting them to tea today!
Deep in her heart, Su Xiyan made a determined decision: no matter what, she must protect the people around her.
While Su Xiyan was not at home, Chen Shuo was studying.
As a freshman, Chen Shuo's courses in his major were quite demanding.
Although his attention was divided due to some real-life matters, Chen Shuo still maintained the mindset of a top student.
He didn't neglect any mandatory or elective courses.
Being admitted to Nanli University also proved Chen Shuo's academic excellence.
The scrap paper was almost used up, and as he picked up the last piece, Chen Shuo discovered a strange book hidden beneath it — "108 Tricks for Giving Gifts to the Opposite Sex."
What on earth is this?
When did I buy such a book?
Chen Shuo's reading range was quite broad, but it didn't seem like he would read such peculiar books, right?
Isn't this typical street literature?
Beloved by the uncles and aunties of the last century.
Flipping through it, Chen Shuo couldn't help but laugh out loud. The content inside was truly corny.
Judging by the taste, it didn't seem like Su Xiyan's book! Does Su Xiyan even need to buy such a book?
No one else has been to the house either! How did this book suddenly appear?
After thinking for a while, Chen Shuo remembered that only one person had visited the house during this period, and that was Su Xiyan's close friend Cheng Xinran.
Cheng Xinran, this girl, tends to dress in a Lolita style and speaks in a lively and down-to-earth manner. It's possible that she accidentally left this book behind.
Being absent-minded, it's better to have Su Xiyan bring this book back to Cheng Xinran when she has the time!
Afraid of forgetting later, Chen Shuo took the book and went to Su Xiyan's room.
Su Xiyan wasn't home, and the door was slightly ajar. Chen Shuo pushed the door open.
Her room has gradually become tidy recently, without Chen Shuo having to specifically clean it up. However, every weekend, Su Xiyan would always find a way to involve Chen Shuo, as if it had become their habitual interaction.
As Chen Shuo placed a book on Su Xiyan's desk, he was getting ready to leave when his slipper accidentally stepped on the blanket by the bed.
Losing his balance, he fell onto Su Xiyan's soft and fragrant bed.
The plush blanket carried Su Xiyan's scent.
Chen Shuo couldn't help but take a deep breath. He wanted to get up, but at the same time, he wanted to stay lying on the bed and savor the tranquility this scent brought him.
In that instant, Chen Shuo suddenly felt a strange desire to immerse himself in this kind of life, as if he didn't want to wake up anymore.
Didn't they agree that their relationship was just a mutually beneficial one with Su Xiyan? Once Su Xiyan became a legendary demon hunter and helped Chen Shuo reverse his lineage, their relationship would also come to an end.
If that day really arrived, what would he do? Would he never have any connection with Su Xiyan again?
At this moment, Chen Shuo's heart was filled with peculiar thoughts.
Speaking of which, her blanket was really comfortable! It felt like sleeping on a cloud, and it brought an indescribable sense of tranquility.
Outside the room, the sound of the front door opening could be heard.
Su Xiyan had returned!
Chen Shuo's mind froze for a few seconds, and then he immediately snapped out of it, quickly getting up from Su Xiyan's bed.
But it was already too late.
Su Xiyan pushed the door open and immediately saw Chen Shuo lying on her bed, looking completely content.
"Chen Shuo? What are you doing in my room?"
Chen Shuo remembered his strange thoughts just a moment ago, and his handsome face turned red in an instant.
"If I say that I came to get something for you, would you believe me?"
Su Xiyan glanced at the blanket wrapped around Chen Shuo and shook her head. "Do you think I would believe that?"
"Can you let go of my blanket?"
Only then did Chen Shuo realize that he was still holding onto Su Xiyan's blanket. He hastily moved the blanket away from himself in a flustered manner.
Su Xiyan raised an eyebrow. "Why were you lying on my bed? Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
With innocent eyes, Chen Shuo replied, "Your blanket made the first move."
As he said that, Chen Shuo pointed to the blanket by the bed.
The blanket, which had been rolled up at the edge, was now smoothly spread out on the floor, without a trace of anything that could trip someone.
Chen Shuo thought Su Xiyan was going to take advantage of the situation and scold him, but to his surprise, Su Xiyan just sat on the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed, seemingly unable to conceal her worries.
In this moment, Su Xiyan finally appeared somewhat vulnerable, despite her formidable nature.
After contemplating for a moment, Chen Shuo asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"
Su Xiyan turned her head and looked at Chen Shuo. In her clear eyes, the coldness remained, but there was also warmth and concern.
"Chen Shuo, promise me that you will take care of yourself."
Su Xiyan didn't say the rest of her words - you have to live well.
Now, not only the vampires are cleaning house, even Tang Zhiyuan, the leader of the Su City Demon Hunters, has become suspicious of Chen Shuo. Compared to the vampires, Tang Zhiyuan's methods are even more chilling.
Chen Shuo had never seen Su Xiyan so serious before. For a few seconds, his brain was in a state of shutdown, and then he reacted.
In Su Xiyan's eyes, Chen Shuo had always been just a weak little vampire, with his fighting power remaining at the lowest level. Any vampire or demon hunter could easily crush him.
After the incident at the night market, Chen Shuo openly stood on the opposite side of the vampires and became a "traitor."
No wonder Su Xiyan was still worried about herself.
Chen Shuo smiled easily, "It's okay, I will definitely live well."
"If I die, who will cook for you, tidy up the wardrobe, and match your stockings?"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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?"