Chen Shuo knew that this scrawny vampire had come to find him, definitely had something going on.
Moreover, looking at the resentment oozing from this vampire's face, his hatred meter directly maxed out, it definitely wouldn't be anything good.
Why would he harbor so much hatred against a fellow vampire?
Chen Shuo pointed at the empty stool beside him, "Eat some barbecue?"
The bloodshot veins in the scrawny vampire's eyes bulged as he glared fiercely at Chen Shuo.
"If you don't want barbecue, how about duck's blood vermicelli? Eat some blood, get your strength up, you look famished."
The scrawny vampire squeezed out two words from between clenched teeth, "Traitor!"
Chen Shuo: "What do you mean?"
"When did I ever become a traitor among vampires? I wasn't born a vampire."
In contrast to Chen Shuo's composure, the scrawny vampire's hands were clenched tightly into fists, the veins on the back of his bony hands protruding.
Chen Shuo picked up a skewer, gave it a sniff: "You really should eat more! If you're too thin, you'll be at a disadvantage in a fight."
With Su Xiyan not around, Chen Shuo could freely access his system panel.
Through the system interface, Chen Shuo saw that the vampire before him was just a low level fledgling. He still had a ways to go before reaching a higher level.
Moreover, this vampire's blood meter was running low. Looks like he hadn't fed in quite some time.
The Su City demon hunters have been doing a good job lately! They had frightened the vampires so much none dared to go out and feed.
Chen Shuo pointed at the empty stool and nonchalantly said, "That seat originally had a gold ranked demon hunter sitting there, but she's gone to buy snacks and stepped away for now. You'd best run along before she gets back."
The scrawny vampire let out a raspy chuckle, "Su Xiyan? She went towards the eastern snack street. Don't ask how I know, you should ask how I even have the chance to stand here now."
After a moment's thought, Chen Shuo understood:
"No wonder she's been gone so long just to buy a small iron plate tofu."
"So you guys deliberately lured her away."
When the scrawny vampire spoke to this point, he clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table,
with such great force that even the barbecue on the table got scattered around.
Chen Shuo unhurriedly tidied up the messy barbecue: "In our human values, food should not be wasted."
"Kid, what you're doing is wrong."
The scrawny vampire leaned forward, right up to Chen Shuo's face, and grated out between clenched teeth: "You humans? Traitor! Don't forget, you're a vampire!"
"Don't forget, it was Tang Ya who spared your pathetic life and allowed you to become a vampire."
Chen Shuo sneered coldly: "So her name was Tang Ya? What a pity, when she died before my eyes I still didn't know her name!"
"But I have no interest in ever knowing it either."
This was like a heavy blow to the scrawny vampire, igniting his fury!
He shot up from his stool, voice hoarse:
"Courting death!!!"
This commotion attracted the attention of the other barbecue patrons, who started looking over at Chen Shuo's table.
Chen Shuo thought to himself, this was not a good sign. If the vampire's identity was exposed and humans knew there were vampires existing around them, it would cause tremendous panic among the human populace.
By then, both vampires and demon hunters would be exposed.
Just then, right on cue, the barbecue stand owner came over too.
The owner was a kindly middle aged man, he and his wife ran this little barbecue stand to make a humble living.
Small business people like them were most afraid of fights breaking out at their establishment.
The owner had a towel draped around his neck and came over to Chen Shuo's table, took off his greasy mask, smiling ingratiatingly: "Young men, there are no disagreements that can't be talked through peacefully while seated."
"How about this, young men, give me some face and let this barbecue meal be my treat."
Chen Shuo really didn't want to drag such a kindly, timid man into this, so he intentionally spoke very loudly to the owner: "Boss, don't worry about it, this guy's my relative, he's a bit mentally ill and has fits where he can't control wanting to hit people."
"He goes after anyone around him."
"Rest assured boss, just focus on running your barbecue business, I'll take care of him right away."
After hearing Chen Shuo's words, the frightened owner immediately retreated back to his barbecue stand.
The other barbecue patrons also grabbed their food and moved to tables farther away, afraid of getting caught as collateral damage from being too close to Chen Shuo.
This was precisely the effect Chen Shuo wanted to achieve.
Dealing with a vampire couldn't be seen by others, nor bring harm to surrounding humans.
Chen Shuo could set up a boundary, but surely not right before people's eyes!
Now with people dispersed,
Chen Shuo lightly waved his hand in the air, immediately adding a transparent boundary around them.
The humans nearby could only see Chen Shuo and the scrawny vampire sitting quietly eating barbecue, nothing else, no fighting. Those who had fled farther but still wanted to watch lost interest and stopped looking over.
Even if they did look, they wouldn't see anything.
Within the boundary, before Chen Shuo could even speak, the scrawny vampire started trembling all over!
He stared at Chen Shuo in horror, his lips quivering for a long time before he could get any words out.
Chen Shuo picked up a skewer of barbecue and took a bite, calmly saying, "Go ahead, any last words?"
"How can a species like vampires be allowed to exist in this world?"
"The world is peaceful and all things are good, it cannot tolerate your wantonness."
Speaking these words, Chen Shuo didn't seem to feel at all that he himself was a vampire. From start to finish, Chen Shuo also avoided acknowledging the fact that he was a vampire. Or perhaps Chen Shuo was actually evading the reality that he was a vampire.
With the barrier in place and Su Xiyan not around, Chen Shuo no longer needed to conceal his true strength.
The powerful pressure caused the scrawny vampire before him to turn deathly pale.
"You...you're the Ghost King that appeared in Su City?!"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.
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!
