My head hurts so much...
Luo Wei struggled to open his eyes and found himself in a brightly lit mansion illuminated by countless candles.
Where is this?
He immediately looked around and discovered he was in a vast hall large enough to fit several classrooms, with luxurious decorations that made it look like a palace.
Evelyn should have brought me to her home in the Lower District, but are there really buildings like this in that area?
Luo Wei pondered to himself, thinking that even though she was a vampire lady who had fallen to living in the slums, she still refused to compromise on her living conditions...
Come to think of it, although he was straight, he could tell that Evelyn never skimped on her daily necessities - her clothes and bags were all custom-made by hand.
Finally, he understood where all her money went, no wonder she always complained about being poor...
After waking up, Luo Wei rubbed his still somewhat dizzy head and stood up.
He was surprised that Evelyn hadn't tied him up like Helena did - wasn't she worried he might run away?
But he soon realized he had overthought it.
Because within this spacious hall, numerous tall, dark blood servants were wandering about.
When they noticed him awake, they merely glanced in his direction before lowering their heads and continuing their patrol.
Evelyn must have given them specific instructions.
As long as he didn't try to escape, they wouldn't attack him.
Luo Wei also discovered that he had been searched - even the small items hidden in his undergarments had been taken by Evelyn, let alone his shoulder bag and revolver.
Perhaps this was why she hadn't bothered to tie him up, instead just leaving him casually in the living room.
Against those patrolling blood servants, without his Mithril Bullets, he probably couldn't even defeat one of them...
Luo Wei carefully navigated between the blood servants until he saw a door - the only open door in the entire hall.
A strong smell of blood wafted from inside, piquing his curiosity.
Luo Wei cautiously glanced at the blood servants; they paid him no attention.
So he quietly entered.
It was a secret room, about the same size as Evelyn's office. When he entered, all the flames flickered slightly.
In the flickering light, Luo Wei finally saw what secrets were hidden inside.
Five deathly pale, emaciated humans were tied to connected hospital beds. Their arms were covered in countless needle marks, so dense that some had turned black and festering. Beside each of them stood a cold glass container - empty now but showing traces of dried blood.
Luo Wei suddenly heard a barely audible moan and hurried over.
The sound came from a woman who was so thin she was almost unrecognizable. It took Luo Wei a while to realize she was the last missing student - the unfortunate senior who had been captured while studying late at the library.
She lay with her eyes closed, occasionally furrowing her brow as if having a nightmare, making soft whimpering sounds.
Then she fell back into peaceful slumber.
These people were the five students from the campus disappearance cases.
So they weren't dead after all, but were being kept here as something like "blood bags" or "food storage."
"Teacher sure knows how to enjoy life, quite the perfectionist..." Luo Wei muttered to himself.
Vampires couldn't eat human food - the only thing they could consume was blood.
However, Evelyn, being appearance-obsessed, only drank the blood of beautiful people...
What about the ugly ones?
Luo Wei glanced back at the blood servants - could that be what happened to the ugly ones?
What a looks-obsessed society this is...
"Of course teacher is particular about these things~"
Suddenly, Evelyn's voice appeared behind him like a ghost.
Luo Wei was startled.
Turning around, he saw that Evelyn had fully recovered. She was wearing a pure white nightgown and gazing at him lazily.
"You should be able to tell that teacher only likes beautiful things. After all, I am an artist~"
"An artist?" Luo Wei asked puzzledly.
"An artist of blood!" Evelyn declared as crimson blood energy surrounded her body.
She raised her swan-like neck gracefully and made an elegant turn, like a step from a waltz, with the blood energy forming what looked like a swirling skirt.
The Evelyn before him appeared like a princess born between pure white and crimson, possessing an otherworldly beauty.
Evelyn noticed Luo Wei staring intently at her and curved her lips into a satisfied smile.
She extended her hand, seemingly inviting Luo Wei.
Luo Wei hesitated for a moment.
But then an invisible force pulled him forward, forcing him to hold Evelyn's slender waist.
"Hey, I don't know how to dance!"
"Aren't you worried I'll step on your feet?"
"Then learn!" Evelyn glared at him. "There will be plenty of social occasions in the future where you'll need to do this. I don't want those ugly, greasy men taking advantage of me - from now on, you'll be my only dance partner!"
"Uh..." Luo Wei looked at her helplessly as she forced him to spin around with her.
While learning to dance, a huge question formed in his mind.
It seemed Evelyn didn't plan to use him as "food storage," and earlier that butler Annie had also said some cryptic things...
So what exactly did Evelyn want to do?
"Teacher... you're not planning to turn me into a vampire too, are you?" Luo Wei asked tentatively.
Evelyn smiled and corrected him: "Not vampire - member of the noble Vampire Clan!"
Luo Wei frowned - wasn't that the same thing?
While thinking, Luo Wei, who completely lacked any artistic sense for dancing, became increasingly clumsy and even stepped on her foot.
"You're so clumsy!" She sighed and let go of his hands.
"No more dancing! You're like a wooden block. I'll train you later," she muttered. "We'll have plenty of time in the future anyway."
But Luo Wei stood frozen in place, feeling a strong sense of rejection inside.
Vampire...
Who the hell wants to be a vampire?
Although... vampires have long lives, beautiful appearances, mysterious powers, and even have ancient vampire ancestors to back them up when they get in trouble...
But still!
Vampires have no sense of taste! They can't eat and drink freely!
Soy milk, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, braised pork, pork belly, preserved vegetable pork... no wait, in this world it would be cream of mushroom soup, seafood pasta, and fluffy bread with pork floss... if he became a vampire, he would never be able to taste any of these things again!
Probably everything would taste like chewing wax to a vampire, or even make them feel sick.
What would be the point of living then?
Isn't living all about eating?
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
