The apartment Shen Yuelan lived in was in an old residential compound where she had resided since childhood. Fortunately, it had not been demolished, so it only required cleaning. Luo Chen had always suggested buying a separate property, but Shen Yuelan was rather reluctant to leave. After spending half a day working hard, the group finally cleared the place up. Shen Yuelan brought back some groceries on her way, tidied them, and began cooking. Li Yingying and Li Jiayi were naturally invited to stay for dinner. However, due to the earlier conversation, Li Jiayi felt quite uneasy and remained quiet the entire time. Conversely, Li Yingying looked at him the way a mother-in-law views a potential son-in-law, finding him increasingly pleasing. Shen Yuelan, on the other hand, was loudly insisting on taking Luo Chen to a matchmaking event. Regarding Li Yingying wish to pair Li Jiayi and Luo Chen, Shen Yuelan acted rather clueless, pretending to know nothing. Just as the meal was prepared and before they could start eating, a knock came at the door. Li Jiayi opened it and nearly jumped in fright, quickly stepping aside. It was Shen Junfeng, the son of the fourth brother in the Shen family. He was also the individual Li Jiayi had described as far from ordinary. Nobody in the entire Shen family liked Shen Junfeng, not even his parents. He was considered a freak and a monster, acting strangely since childhood and always seeming out of place with everyone else. Every movement he made differed greatly from normal people. In his room, terrible screams and growls were often heard in the middle of the night, but when you pushed the door open, you could see nothing at all. Most importantly, fatal incidents frequently occurred wherever he appeared. If it were just one or two cases, it might be acceptable, but his presence at the scene of twenty or thirty murders was rather hard to justify. Yet, investigations confirmed he had absolutely no connection to any of those deaths. Consequently, he seemed more like a crow bringing bad luck. A spokesperson for the grim reaper, symbolising death. Naturally, such a character was not well liked, yet he had many friends scattered across the globe. Even in places like London and Rome where he had never visited, close friends would suddenly appear to seek him out. After meeting, they would show a warmth comparable to brothers who had faced life and death together. People even came from Egypt to find him. It was clear that Shen Junfeng harboured secrets that ordinary people could not comprehend. Seeing that it was Shen Junfeng, Li Jiayi simply kept a straight face and did not even greet him. Shen Junfeng seemed long accustomed to such treatment and did not mind it in the slightest. Li Yingying, however, took a glance at him. As he was from the younger generation, she felt it would be too impolite to ignore him, so she offered a greeting. Shen Yuelan naturally greeted him as well. “Aunt Yuelan, I have come to apologise on behalf of Juntao and Aunt Yuemei,” Shen Junfeng said. “Well, let us just let the past remain in the past,” Shen Yuelan replied, skilfully avoiding the topic. “So this is little brother Chen?” Seeing that Shen Yuelan was not engaging with him, Shen Junfeng turned his attention to Luo Chen. “Hello. It is nice to meet you. I hope we can get along well. Oh, and I have a gift for you.” Shen Junfeng suddenly took something out from his coat. It was a jade pendant. It looked crudely made and rather rough, no larger than a thumb. In truth, Luo Chen had noticed something the moment Shen Junfeng entered. What surprised him was that Shen Junfeng was not actually alone. Ordinary people might not perceive it, but Luo Chen could. A western vampire clan member? This left Luo Chen slightly astonished. However, he seemed to be a hybrid of human and vampire, with a highly mixed bloodline. He was nowhere near comparable to a true vampire. In the east, whether martial artists or cultivators, the foundation was always qi. For instance, martial artists cultivated internal energy, while cultivators refined spiritual energy. In the west, however, the foundation focused on mental and soul power. It was merely a difference in starting point. Cultivators would eventually reach the realm of mental and soul power as well. Luo Chen then took a look at the jade pendant. He reached out to take it, but at that moment, a hand stopped him. It was Li Jiayi hand. “This gift does not look very nice. Perhaps we should exchange it for something else,” Li Jiayi said, signalling to Luo Chen with her eyes. “What are you saying, sister Jiayi? This was given by a friend from the indigenous tribes. It is quite rare,” Shen Junfeng smiled. Luo Chen deliberately ignored Li Jiayi signal and reached out to take the pendant. The pendant was certainly problematic, but it had piqued Luo Chen curiosity. Therefore, Luo Chen took it. The moment Luo Chen touched the pendant, a trace of mockery and a cold smile flashed briefly in Shen Junfeng eyes. It was as if some objective had already been achieved. The instant Luo Chen took the pendant, he discovered a strange energy fluctuation emanating from it. It had instantly marked him. “Luo Chen!” Li Jiayi suddenly shouted, snatching the pendant away and throwing it straight out of the window. “Leave. Get out right now,” Li Jiayi said, pointing at the door. Shen Junfeng did not get angry. His goal had been accomplished anyway. He did not utter a word, stood up, and walked straight out. Li Jiayi glared at Luo Chen, then sat down in a huff. They finished the meal in a rather awkward atmosphere. After dinner, while Shen Yuelan and Li Yingying went to wash the dishes, Li Jiayi finally spoke to Luo Chen. “I just saved you. Do you realise that?” Li Jiayi asked irritably. “Oh?” Luo Chen raised an eyebrow. “You probably do not know, do you? How many of those pendants has that freak Shen Junfeng given away over the years?” “Yet nine out of ten of those people died inexplicably,” Li Jiayi snorted. Shen Junfeng had indeed given away many such pendants over the years. They acted like death warrants. Almost everyone who took one subsequently met a violent or accidental end. Shen Yuelan, who had been away for years, naturally knew nothing of it. However, since Li Jiayi moved in the same broader social circles, she had heard rumours about it. The rumours had always been quite sinister, which was exactly why everyone feared Shen Junfeng. Luo Chen, however, waved his hand dismissively, appearing completely unconcerned. He was merely curious. As for Shen Junfeng tricks, they were truly insignificant in his eyes. “Sigh. Just look out for yourself then,” Li Jiayi said, losing the desire to say more after seeing his attitude. She had been trying to warn him, but he refused to listen. Once the dishes were cleared away, Li Jiayi and the others left. After Shen Yuelan finished tidying up, Luo Chen naturally returned to his room to meditate. He had hardly ever neglected his cultivation. The Supreme Emperor Scripture held a tremendous secret. Once cultivated, it would automatically circulate within the body at all times. Otherwise, it would not have been hailed as the most powerful immortal technique in eternity. Nevertheless, Luo Chen still habitually meditated before sleeping, as it was a practice formed over ten thousand years. Yet, shortly after he began meditating, he suddenly froze. He had been forcibly teleported.