Upon returning home, Su Xiyan immediately went to knock on Chen Shuo's door.
"Wake up, don't sleep anymore."
"Chen Shuo, have you gotten out of bed?"
Not getting a response from Chen Shuo, Su Xiyan simply turned the doorknob and walked in.
Chen Shuo had been busy preparing a birthday gift for Su Xiyan until late last night. At this moment, he was sleeping soundly!
On a cool autumn morning, wrapped in a warm quilt, there was nothing more blissful than this, was there?
Chen Shuo was in the middle of a sweet dream when he felt a pair of hands pinching his cheeks.
He was startled awake from his dream.
Opening his eyes blurrily, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring right at him.
It's Su Xiyan??
If it had been in the past and Su Xiyan had suddenly barged into his room, Chen Shuo would have immediately wrapped himself in his quilt, as if afraid Su Xiyan would devour him whole in the next second.
Now, there had been a tacit understanding in the development of their relationship.
With Su Xiyan intruding into Chen Shuo's room, he no longer reacted with as much shock.
It was just like a family member, no longer having that sense of rejection and distance.
"Chen Shuo! Get up quick!!"
Chen Shuo's muffled voice came from inside the quilt, hoarse and thick: "No! I want to sleep a little longer!! If you want breakfast, there are xiaolongbao I packed yesterday in the fridge. Just put them in the steamer to heat up."
"It's not about having breakfast." Su Xiyan simply sat at the edge of Chen Shuo's bed. "There's a very important matter that needs your help. Plus today, I just need to borrow your time for two to three days."
Chen Shuo's little head emerged from the quilt, face full of confusion: "Huhhh? The most powerful demon-hunter in Su City, Miss Su Xiyan, actually has something that needs my help, this little vampire?"
Su Xiyan looked seriously at Chen Shuo, nodding her head.
Chen Shuo joked, "Don't tell me you can't find any vampires to hunt, but you urgently want to level up, so you thought to make use of my little life?"
The next second, Su Xiyan's fist had already landed on Chen Shuo's body.
Chen Shuo quickly retreated back into his quilt, with the room filled with his pig-slaughtering screams.
After the calm, Chen Shuo weakly stuck his head back out from the quilt, glanced at Su Xiyan to confirm she had stopped hitting him, before asking: "Hurry tell me, what do you need my help with? Tell me quick so I can go back to sleep!"
Su Xiyan handed Chen Shuo a dance party invitation letter: "Here, I'm inviting you to eat delicious food."
Chen Shuo opened his bleary eyes and rubbed them, before making out the words on the invitation clearly: "Such a high-class dance party, if I go like this shabby dog, won't I get kicked out?"
Su Xiyan was very confident: "Don't worry, I'll be there."
"You don't need to do anything, just be my dance partner."
Chen Shuo sat up in bed, now wide awake: "Dance partner? Sure! When I was young I was sent to dance class by my parents because I looked so delicate. Then after spending some time in dance class, I got sent back home by the teacher."
Su Xiyan's clear eyes shone with puzzlement: "Why? Because you danced badly?"
Chen Shuo: "Because I was too handsome and got surrounded by the girls in dance class, causing them to lose focus on practicing."
Su Xiyan: "......"
Another round of punching and kicking before Chen Shuo painfully crawled out from his quilt.
After a simple breakfast, Su Xiyan brought Chen Shuo to a high-end custom tailor to urgently tailor the formalwear needed to attend the dance party.
When Chen Shuo was trying on suits in the fitting room, Su Xiyan had merely gone to the bathroom when several female shop assistants had already gathered around Chen Shuo.
Chen Shuo was already quite good-looking to begin with. After trying on a suit, his entire temperament had become different.
Gone was some of his youthful immaturity, replaced with the charm of a mature man. However, his innate age advantage also meant he didn't have the greasiness of most mature men. The well-tailored suit also failed to conceal Chen Shuo's youthful spirit that shone from the inside-out.
No wonder the female shop assistants were attracted over.
Su Xiyan sat expressionlessly on the nearby sofa.
Although she didn't say anything with her mouth, her face was already as cold as a ten thousand year old glacier.
While basking in the attentions of the shop assistants, Chen Shuo sensed the chill coming from behind the crowd.
He couldn't help but shiver a little.
His gaze passed through the ladies and saw Su Xiyan sitting on the sofa.
Although the shop assistants here were all required to look presentable and each had her own beauty, when Chen Shuo saw Su Xiyan, he felt those other ladies had all become bland and tasteless.
Just then, the store manager came over: "Miss Su, Mr Chen, shall we customize the suits according to this style? What do you two think?"
Su Xiyan stood up, tidied her clothes, and walked out: "No need, I don't like it."
Su Xiyan was like an aloof queen, stepping out of the store entrance in her high heels.
Inside the store, the group of ladies looked at each other, their eyes filled with puzzlement and questions: Just now it clearly looked good during the fitting! Why did she not like it? Indeed, a top-tier goddess has rather unique tastes.
With Su Xiyan gone, Chen Shuo hurriedly changed back into his own clothes to chase after her.
"Didn't you ask me to try that suit just now? Why do you now dislike it?" Chen Shuo asked.
Su Xiyan stopped in her tracks, face still cold: "I don't like it now, do I need a reason?"
Chen Shuo looked at Su Xiyan with her knitted brows and thought for a bit, before realizing: "Don't tell me you saw so many ladies surrounding me and got jealous? You're feeling sour right??"
"I already told you, when I went for dance class as a kid, I was the most popular with the girls!"
In front of Su Xiyan, Chen Shuo was truly losing any instinct for self-preservation.
The usually strong-aura Su Xiyan was for once at a loss for words.
Could it be...she really was angry?
Seeing Su Xiyan with quivering lips yet not saying anything, a strange guilt rose up in Chen Shuo's heart.
Stepping forward, Chen Shuo softened his tone considerably while approaching Su Xiyan: "Alright alright, I won't make you angry anymore."
What Chen Shuo didn't expect was that Su Xiyan would tilt her head to rest it on Chen Shuo's shoulder.
Her shoulders were desperately trying to suppress it, but there was still some detectable faint trembling.
Recently, she had truly felt too tired, too exhausted! All sorts of emotions were tangled up within her with no outlet.
She was so worried about Chen Shuo, yet she couldn't tell him the specifics.
And this annoying brother just had to make her angry!!
If something like this happened to other girls, they would likely bawl their eyes out for three days straight already.
Su Xiyan was the sort of girl who could process her own emotions well. She only leaned on Chen Shuo's shoulder for a few seconds before lifting her head back up swiftly.
The expression on her face had already returned to normal.
Chen Shuo: "That's it? Not leaning for a bit longer??"
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?!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
