"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...
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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.”
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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
