"Hahaha..."
The Dark Demon laughed maniacally, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"You? You're not even worthy to be my enemy."
As the Dark Demon mocked, his figure flickered, and in the next moment, he appeared directly in front of Su Xiyan.
Lifting her up with one hand, his eyes revealed nothing but contempt: "I admire your courage, but you know, courage alone isn't enough."
"Since you wish to die, let me grant you that wish."
As his words fell, his grip began to tighten gradually.
A suffocating sensation left Su Xiyan completely powerless to resist.
"Let go of my daughter! If you want to fight someone, fight me!"
Su Yuanying roared, charging forward with his Demon Hunter Sword that gleamed like a destructive blade.
This was Su Yuanying's strongest attack, fueled by his life force - something he would never resort to unless absolutely necessary.
But when someone threatened his daughter's life, he couldn't care about anything else.
Even if it meant burning away his life force completely, he would protect his beloved.
"Such speed!"
Sensing Su Yuanying's obvious transformation, the Dark Demon took him more seriously.
After all, this was a life-force-burning attack, with power nearly matching that of a Legendary Demon Hunter.
But almost wasn't enough - not being a true Legendary Demon Hunter still left him short.
Just as Su Yuanying came incredibly close to the Dark Demon, the latter simply dodged with a casual movement, avoiding the lethal strike.
While evading, the Dark Demon reached out and grabbed Su Yuanying in his other hand.
"Since both father and daughter are so eager to die, why don't I grant both your wishes?"
The Dark Demon licked his dry lips, revealing a hint of excitement.
"You know, it's been a long time since I've tasted the blood of a Semi-Legendary Hunter. I bet it will be delicious."
"You... if you want something... come at me... don't... don't hurt my daughter..."
Su Yuanying's voice came out weak and powerless, yet even now, his only thought was protecting his daughter.
"Dad, are you okay? Please, let my father go. If you want someone, take me instead!"
Su Xiyan cried out in pain, tears rolling down her cheeks like rain.
She had always thought she was strong enough now to stand on her own, but facing a real crisis, she realized she wasn't nearly enough - she was still far too weak.
To truly protect those around her, she needed to work much harder.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a touching father-daughter scene. I'm almost moved! But haven't you realized something yet? You're merely insects in my hands - you don't get to decide what I do."
The Dark Demon said with cold eyes and a smile, enjoying this emotional scene and the thrill of holding others' lives in his hands.
"Chen Shuo, why... why haven't you come out yet? Quick, save Xiyan!"
In this desperate moment, Su Yuanying didn't know how else to save themselves. Perhaps out of pure instinct, he used his last bit of strength to shout.
Even though he knew what might happen, he could only place his final hope in Chen Shuo.
"Chen Shuo? Who's that nobody? You weaklings are truly amusing, always trying to band together to increase your strength. But weaklings are still weaklings - gathering together just makes you a group of weaklings."
The Dark Demon sneered, his contemptuous words showing he had lost all patience.
He now had only one thought: to savor the blood of these two hunters.
"Hey, who are you calling weaklings?"
Just as the Dark Demon's fangs were about to reach Su Yuanying's neck, a lazy voice spoke from nearby.
The Dark Demon looked over to see a young man standing in the distance, arms crossed.
His handsome features, with fine eyebrows and bright eyes, radiated both good looks and youthful energy, much like the lead actor in an idol drama.
Upon seeing him, the Dark Demon's brow slightly furrowed.
He despised such appearances, even hated them.
But what puzzled him more was that he couldn't sense any power from this person - he appeared just like an ordinary human.
This was what shocked the Dark Demon the most.
Because no normal person could remain so calm after witnessing such a scene, unless...
"Who exactly are you?" the Dark Demon asked in a deep voice, lowering the father and daughter.
Having sensed something extraordinary about Chen Shuo, he dared not be careless.
"What do you think? I'm obviously that nobody you were just talking about," the young man replied with a cold smile.
This young man was none other than Chen Shuo.
At this moment, he had completely absorbed the spirit, whose power far exceeded Chen Shuo's expectations.
After absorbing it, his power had reached an entirely new level.
Indeed, it was a height no vampire had ever achieved, not even in legends.
Beyond the Demon Saint, an existence that looked down upon all living things.
Now in his eyes, even the Dark Demon with his Demon Saint-level power was nothing more than a speck of dust in the air.
"So you're that whatever Chen Shuo? Fine, since you want to play the hero saving the beauty, let me see what you're capable of."
The Dark Demon licked his dry lips again, and as his words fell, his hands transformed into blades. Pushing off the ground, he shot toward Chen Shuo like a cannonball.
Chen Shuo just stood there, quietly watching everything.
"Die!"
The Dark Demon shouted as his twin blades pierced through Chen Shuo's body.
The speed was so fast that everything happened in an instant.
Looking at the Chen Shuo he had just impaled, the Dark Demon's lips curled into a sinister smile: "And here I thought you'd be something special, but you're just as pathetic as the rest."
"Oh really? That's funny, because I was thinking the same thing about you. I thought you'd be something special, but you've really disappointed me."
As the Dark Demon was mockingly speaking, a voice came from beside his ear.
The Dark Demon turned to look and found the same person standing beside him, just quietly watching.
Especially that calm, peaceful gaze - it gave him an inexplicable sense of terror in his heart.
"How is this possible? You... this..."
The Dark Demon exclaimed in shock. When he looked back at the Chen Shuo he had impaled, he was astounded to see that body turn into a mere afterimage and disappear.
"Impossible, this can't be possible!"
The Dark Demon couldn't believe it, his entire mind starting to collapse.
He had always prided himself on never losing to anyone in terms of speed, but the scene that had just played out before his eyes forced him to accept that he had been completely outmatched in speed.
Indeed, he had been thoroughly defeated - what he had struck was nothing more than Chen Shuo's afterimage...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
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.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
