"I'll trust you this time. Where did you learn about Su Xiyan's identity?"
Chen Shuo was more concerned about this. It was their first time in Rong City, and being approached right away couldn't be a mere coincidence.
"Su Xiyan, the Demon Hunter from Su City who slaughtered over thirty Advanced Vampires in one night. This news has spread like wildfire everywhere."
"Moreover, she's caught the attention of the Demon Hunter headquarters in the capital. Even a Legendary Demon Hunter personally sought her out. Such a sensational event - who wouldn't know about it?"
Upon hearing this explanation, Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo couldn't help but exchange glances.
Su Xiyan's eyes held a hint of resentment. If it weren't for Chen Shuo's words back then, there wouldn't have been such a commotion.
As the saying goes, fame brings trouble just as fat brings slaughter to pigs. Once famous, good things may or may not come, but bad things will surely flood in endlessly.
Just like now - they had barely entered Rong City's territory, and Vampires were already seeking them out.
It seemed unlikely they'd have any peaceful days ahead.
However, Chen Shuo now understood why they were approached. It must be because of the Legendary Demon Hunter's visit to Su Xiyan. This person wanted to use Su Xiyan's connection to have the Legendary Demon Hunter turn him back into a human.
"So you found us because you want..."
"I know a group of Vampires like me. They're inherently good, forced to become Vampires. They all want to renounce evil and return to virtue. If you can change us, we'll serve you like oxen and horses!"
Before Su Xiyan could finish speaking, the other party rushed to express his intentions.
This situation was unexpected for both of them. Chen Shuo had thought he was the only one, but there were many others like this?
If that was true, it seemed he wasn't an isolated case after all.
"How many of you are there like this?" Chen Shuo asked, somewhat intrigued by the other's words.
"This many." The hip-hop styled man held up two fingers.
"Two?"
"No, twenty. With me, it's twenty-one. Seven Intermediate Vampires and thirteen Advanced Vampires."
Such a number caught Chen Shuo's attention. Although these people were small fry in his eyes, and he could turn them to dust anytime he wanted, in this world, it's better to have more friends than enemies.
Moreover, their strength wasn't bad among Vampires. If they could all be brought under his command, it seemed like a good deal.
This way, he'd have some helpers. Despite his strength, he didn't really need them, but having extra hands was always good.
Furthermore, Su City was constantly in turmoil, and there were many people around him who needed protection.
No matter how strong he was, he couldn't be everywhere at once.
If they joined, it could ease his burden.
However, there was a difficult problem to solve. The Legendary Demon Hunter wasn't Su Xiyan or her father, but Xu Changjun.
They weren't familiar with this person; he was just sent from above to meet Su Xiyan.
Moreover, this person had an impatient personality and a strong hatred for evil. When encountering Vampires, he would kill first and ask questions later.
Sending them to Xu Changjun would be like sending them on the Path to the Underworld, wouldn't it?
If it was just one, Su Xiyan might be able to find a way.
But over twenty? Even if the Legendary Demon Hunter was powerful, he couldn't turn so many Vampires back into normal humans in a short time, could he?
Besides, the price a Legendary Demon Hunter would pay to turn Vampires back into ordinary humans was unknown.
After so many years, no Legendary Demon Hunter had been seen using this ability, so accomplishing this seemed somewhat far-fetched.
"It's not that we're unwilling, but implementing this might be difficult..." Chen Shuo explained, outlining their current predicament.
He didn't want to deceive them, nor did he intend to. Since becoming a Vampire, he too had constantly wished to return to being human.
It was precisely because of this shared suffering that he couldn't bring himself to deceive them.
Perhaps he could agree now and worry about fulfilling the promise later. But Chen Shuo didn't do that, nor would he.
"I understand that, of course. We just need a promise, and we can wait! As long as you agree, we're willing to serve you with utmost loyalty, sparing no effort."
The hip-hop styled man spoke, kneeling on one knee, his attitude reverent.
The sincerity was evident in his dark eyes.
Chen Shuo turned his gaze to Su Xiyan beside him. If they were to truly help, it would depend on Su Xiyan.
Even he himself was waiting for Su Xiyan to become a Legendary Demon Hunter to help him turn back into a human, so the decision largely rested with Su Xiyan.
Su Xiyan was lost in thought. In her professional career, she had never encountered such a situation.
Although she wasn't an indecisive person, deep down she was still kind-hearted.
Especially feeling the other's sincerity, it moved Su Xiyan to compassion.
"I can promise to try my best to help you, but..."
"Thank you, Miss Su! Thank you, Miss Su!"
Before Su Xiyan could finish, the hip-hop styled man excitedly interrupted.
"Let me finish what I was saying, I..."
"No need to finish. As long as you're willing to speak, nothing else matters. You're the future prodigy. When you become legendary, you'll surely be able to fulfill your promise to us."
Once again, Su Xiyan's words were cut off. The hip-hop styled man seemed afraid she might change her mind, agreeing so promptly.
However, this Vampire was quite perceptive, knowing Su Xiyan's status and understanding the concept of playing the long game.
His calculations weren't bad. Once Su Xiyan became a Legendary Demon Hunter, given how highly she was regarded, it wouldn't be impossible for her to enter the capital and take that seat of power in the future.
It was a gamble, but the wisest gamble.
"Don't agree so quickly. What if I can't do it..." Su Xiyan was conflicted. She wasn't sure if she had that ability, so she dared not make any grand promises.
Otherwise, she might end up hurting not just one person, but many.
"Don't worry, you still have me, right? I'll help you. Since they're being so sincere, wouldn't we seem a bit... you know... if we don't agree?"
Seeing Su Xiyan unable to decide, Chen Shuo took the initiative to agree for her: "We agree to your request. However, words are just words. You need to prove your loyalty first."
"Oh? How should I prove it?" The hip-hop styled man looked puzzled.
Chen Shuo didn't respond. Instead, with a wave of his hand, a blood formation appeared in mid-air, inscribed with profound mystical symbols, emanating a chilling aura.

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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?!

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.