After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

The two looked at each other, and the tense atmosphere at the dinner table dissipated, becoming somewhat subtle.

A family?!

This kid has a really big appetite.

But then I thought, if someone else had said those words, they would probably have had their legs broken and been thrown out of the manor by now.

But he is Zhou Ran.

The two venerable gentlemen, both renowned figures in their respective fields, exchanged a glance and surprisingly saw a hint of agreement in each other's eyes.

That expression seemed to say, "It's not impossible."

"Cough, let's drink, let's drink."

Chen Guodong raised his wine glass, breaking the strange silence.

Just then, the LCD TV on the living room wall switched to broadcast an urgent news report.

"Breaking news: Xiao Changfeng, former secretary-general of Jiangnan, was formally arrested this afternoon on suspicion of endangering public safety, illegal fundraising, and other serious crimes..."

The camera zoomed in for a close-up.

In the scene, Xiao Changfeng, dressed in prison clothes, is being escorted by two fully armed special police officers.

Seeing his gaze, Zhou Ran seemed to be deep in thought.

......

The morning sun had not yet dispelled the haze over the city.

In the back alley of "Extraordinary Gym", a dilapidated Jinbei van had just been started.

"Assistant Qian, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"

A cold, emotionless voice rang out.

An arm thicker than a normal person's thigh reached in through the car window, its five fingers like iron claws, and grabbed the hair of the bespectacled man in the driver's seat.

A tremendous force came!

"ah--!"

Qian Jin screamed as he was dragged out of the car and thrown to the ground.

Let me go!

I am a member of the Song family!

You dare touch me?!

Qian Jin struggled desperately, clutching a black briefcase tightly in his arms, which contained all his belongings that he planned to abscond with.

Fatty Wang stood beside the car, his huge muscle vest stretched taut.

The muscles he had developed under Zhou Ran's guidance gleamed with a captivating bronze luster in the morning light.

He smirked, grabbed Qian Jin by the collar with one hand, and lifted him up as if he were a chick.

"The Song family?"

Ma Tianhao has already gone in and sang "Tears Behind Bars," and you, a mere errand boy, still think you can escape?

Fatty Wang dragged him to the roadside recycling bins and looked at the signs on them with great seriousness.

"Hmm... what you have should be classified as non-recyclable hazardous waste."

"Bang!"

Qian Jin was stuffed headfirst into the "hazardous waste" bin.

Only two legs were outside, desperately flailing about, like a duck that had been impaled upside down.

……

Jiangcheng No.1 Detention Center.

High walls and electric fences, heavily guarded.

Zhou Ran presented the pass personally approved by Governor Liu, and proceeded without hindrance, arriving directly at the innermost single cell for serious offenders.

Xiao Changfeng sat cross-legged on the iron bed.

He changed into a gray prison uniform, and his hair was shaved off, but the arrogance of a tyrant in his bones remained undiminished.

Upon seeing Zhou Ran, he even leisurely crossed his legs.

"I didn't expect you would actually dare to come see me."

Xiao Changfeng scoffed, looking Zhou Ran up and down with the eyes of someone looking at trash:

"What?

Are you here to laugh at me, or to beg for mercy?

Zhou Ran pulled out a chair, sat down, lit a cigarette, and remained silent.

"Kid, you really think you've won just because you've captured me?"

Xiao Changfeng leaned forward, his voice extremely low, his tone revealing a morbid excitement.

"You have no idea how terrifying the Song family is, let alone what the words 'Immortal Sect' mean!"

"The laws of mortals are nothing but a joke in their eyes!"

He held up three fingers.

"I'll be 'pardoned' and released in three days at most."

"When the time comes, I'll skin you, that bitch Xiao Hongli, and that slut Chen Ya alive!"

Xiao Changfeng became more and more excited as he spoke, his facial muscles twitching violently from extreme malice.

Zhou Ran remained expressionless, took out her phone, and played a recording.

It wasn't a press conference, but rather a more private recording of a phone call.

The emotionless voice of the Song family spokesperson rang out clearly:

"...All actions of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce have nothing to do with my Song family."

"From this moment forward, all contact shall be severed..."

Immediately following was Song Qingshu's sharp and venomous voice.

"Xiao Changfeng?"

He should have died long ago!

Everything about him has nothing to do with the Song family!

The air in the cell suddenly became oppressive.

The smile on Xiao Changfeng's face froze inch by inch, and then shattered.

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, leaving an emptiness after his faith had been uprooted and crushed into powder.

"impossible……

This is impossible...

Xiao Changfeng's lips trembled as he rushed to the iron railing and shook it desperately.

"I am a meritorious contributor to the Song family!"

I have performed a great service!

I delivered so many "goods" to the Song family!

They can't do this to me!

"In their eyes, you are not a hero, not even a dog."

"You're just a tool to be used and discarded, nothing more."

"No! I'm still useful! I know the secret! I know..."

Xiao Changfeng's mental defenses completely collapsed.

He doesn't want to die.

He was more afraid of death than anyone else.

Clinging to this last straw, his eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhou Ran.

"As long as you keep me alive..."

I'll tell you a huge secret!

The Song family's true core stronghold in Jiangcheng!

"explain."

"The Blissful Club".

On its basement level.

……

That night, the darkness was as black as ink.

Zhou Ran only brought Qin Sanye's men and raided the place called "Paradise Club".

This club is extremely secretive. On the surface, it is a private club for the super-rich, and even a local bigwig like Master Qin has never been able to get a glimpse of it.

When the sturdy iron door hidden deep within the wine cellar was forcibly broken open—

A pungent, putrid stench, mixed with the smell of blood, hit you so hard you felt like you were going to vomit your bile.

Even the tough guys under Master Qin, who were used to risking their lives, turned pale and bent over, retching violently.

What they saw was not the human world.

It's like hell has been brought to life in reality.

In the dimly lit underground space, dozens of metal cages were arranged.

In each cage, a haggard-looking, dazed girl was imprisoned.

They were barely clothed, their bodies covered with various transparent IV tubing, from which fresh blood was being continuously drawn and channeled into a wide, scarlet pool in the center.

Without exception, all of these girls were born in the year and month of the Yin (a concept in Chinese astrology).

Here, they have no names.

They have only one code name: "Blood Eater".

It is a "human-shaped medicinal herb" that was carefully raised specifically to prolong the life of that old monster in the capital.

Zhou Ran stood by the blood pool, staring at the horrific scene before him, the air around him freezing.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The old demon Ye Futian, who had always been cynical and whose mind was filled with thoughts of possession and treasures, fell into a long silence.

a long time.

Ye Futian's voice rang out, carrying an unprecedented chill and violence.

"Boy, although I am a demon and have killed countless people, I only kill those who block my way and only slay those who defy the heavens."

His voice carried the pride and disdain that came from the ancient demon gods.

"This patriarch of the Song family doesn't cultivate the demonic path, he cultivates the animal path!"

"This kind of trash doesn't even deserve to be my food!"

"Kill him!"

Zhou Ran closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils had turned into a dark purple.

"Qin San, save him!"

"Suppress all news, don't let their families see this... It's too cruel."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou!"

Qin Sanye's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse.