Vampire in a Master's Guise

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows across the tree-lined boulevard of the Nuoding Primary Soul Master Academy.

Su Yu led Tang Wu and Xiao Wu out through the gates of Dorm Seven.

Having just finished washing up, Tang Wu looked exceptionally fresh and bright.

Though she wore that same coarse, washed-out cloth garment, it could not hide the ethereal and pure temperament she had gained after her marrow-cleansing transformation.

Her skin, white with a rosy tint, glowed with healthy radiance in the sunlight, and her short, deep-blue hair lay softly against her cheeks.

As usual, she held tightly onto Su Yu's left arm with both hands, leaning half her body against him as if afraid someone might not know this was her Brother Yu.

Xiao Wu walked on Su Yu's right side.

Her long, slender legs moved with a light, brisk gait.

Although she didn't cling to Su Yu as desperately as Tang Wu, she kept an intentionally close distance, her shoulder brushing against Su Yu's arm every now and then.

"Brother Yu, are we going to get our certificates now?"

Tang Wu tilted her head, her clear, large eyes filled with anticipation.

She was already a level ten soul master; as soon as she obtained her first soul ring, she would become a true soul master.

Su Yu nodded and was just about to speak when his gaze was drawn to a group of people not far ahead.

In the center of the boulevard, several people were walking toward them.

Leading the group was a middle-aged man with a crew cut.

He wore a long black robe, his hands clasped behind his back, his chin slightly raised, and his face wore an expression of haughty, dismissive arrogance.

What was surprising was that the old dean of the Nuoding Academy was currently walking beside this middle-aged man.

The old dean, who usually carried himself with great dignity before the students, was now acting like a lackey, bowing slightly and wearing a fawning smile as he nodded and scraped while speaking to the man.

"The dean is actually showing that person the way? And why does this guy look so familiar?"

Xiao Wu followed Su Yu's gaze and muttered in surprise.

Su Yu stopped in his tracks, ignoring Xiao Wu's confusion.

He habitually focused his spiritual power into his eyes, and a brilliant golden light began to swirl deep within his pupils.

The Eye of Truth activated without a sound.

In an instant, the world around him shifted within Su Yu's vision.

He ignored the old dean and the passing students, his golden gaze locking precisely onto the arrogant man with the crew cut.

Above the man's head, there was no common gray or pink panel, but rather a strange, dark-red glowing panel suspended in the air.

The color of this panel was jarring, like congealed blood, exuding an uncomfortable, evil aura.

On the panel, several large characters were written clearly in blood-red font:

[Luck Plunder System]

Su Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze quickly scanning the dense lines of information below the panel.

[Host: Yu Xiaogang (Possessor)]

[Current Status: Soul fusion at ninety percent; has fully taken over the original body and social identity.]

[Core Function: By taking a Child of Luck as a disciple, forcibly establish a causal bond. Once the master-disciple relationship is established, the system will automatically open a plundering channel, continuously draining the target's luck, talent, and opportunities to nourish the host.]

[Current Bound Disciples: None.]

[Host's Current Luck Value: 10 (Average person level).]

Looking at these blood-red characters, Su Yu sneered in his heart.

So, he was a possessor.

In the original story, although Yu Xiaogang was a loser who only knew how to plagiarize information from the Martial Soul Hall and relied on deceit to earn the title of "Grandmaster," he was at least the original version.

Now, after being possessed by this transmigrator brought by the system, he had turned into a vampire wearing the skin of a Grandmaster.

This Luck Plunder System was far more vicious than the low-level pig-slaughtering system he had encountered before.

There was no need to work hard at cultivation or complete dangerous missions; one only needed to wear the halo of a "Grandmaster" and trick geniuses into becoming disciples to legally drain them of everything they had.

The geniuses drained of their luck would not only become mediocre, but they wouldn't even know how they died, while this possessor could step on the corpses of his disciples to reach the peak.

It was precisely because of this that Xiao Wu hadn't immediately recognized that this man was Yu Xiaogang.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was walking leisurely down the boulevard.

He turned a deaf ear to the old dean's flattery beside him.

On the surface, he feigned the cold indifference of an expert from the outside world, but in reality, his eyes were scanning the students passing by.

In his mind, the system panel was constantly chiming with notifications, frantically evaluating the aptitude and luck value of every student who entered his sight.

[Scanning target: Ordinary student. Aptitude evaluation: Inferior. Luck value: 5 points. No plundering value.]

[Scanning target: Commoner student. Aptitude evaluation: Trash. Luck value: 2 points. Host advised to ignore.]

[Scanning target: Noble student. Aptitude evaluation: Low-average. Luck value: 15 points. Does not meet disciple recruitment criteria.]

Yu Xiaogang felt incredibly irritable as the continuous stream of notifications rang out in his mind.

He had already been possessing this body of Yu Xiaogang for quite some time.

Although he had successfully bluffed the dean of Nuoding Academy with the theoretical knowledge left behind by the original owner, securing a special status where he could eat and drink for free, his strength remained stuck at level twenty-nine.

If he could not find a Child of Luck to take as a disciple soon, he, this possessor, would be nothing more than a waste for the rest of his life.

Is there really no genius in this godforsaken place?

Yu Xiaogang cursed inwardly, They are all just eyesores with low scores. Do I have to try my luck at those high-level Soul Master Academy institutions? But with my current strength, no one would even pay attention to me at a high-level academy.

Just as Yu Xiaogang was full of complaints and preparing to look away, his footsteps suddenly came to a halt.

The Luck Plunder System in his mind went wild, emitting a harsh, red alarm.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The dark red panel flickered frantically before his eyes, the blood-red characters instantly enlarging to occupy his entire field of vision.

[Excellent plunder target detected!]
[Luck value off the charts! Immeasurable!]
[System strongly advises: At all costs, take her as a disciple immediately!]

Yu Xiaogang's heart gave a violent twitch, his entire body trembling slightly from extreme excitement.

Luck value off the charts!

In all the time he had been bound to this system, this was the first time he had ever seen such an evaluation.

Following the guidance of the giant red arrow on the system panel, Yu Xiaogang whipped his head around.

His gaze, like that of a starving wolf, locked firmly onto the three people standing not far away: Su Yu and his companions.

More accurately, he locked onto Tang Wu, who was standing to Su Yu's left.

At this moment, Tang Wu was holding onto Su Yu's arm, whispering something.

The morning sunlight shone on her face, highlighting her flawless skin—the result of a marrow-cleansing process—making her look even more moving.

That aura of spiritual grace, as if she had gathered the very essence of heaven and earth, made her stand out like a crane among chickens compared to the ordinary students around her.

Yu Xiaogang stared at Tang Wu, his eyes fixed.

He didn't just see Tang Wu's stunning appearance; through the system, he saw the golden pillar of luck rising into the sky from her body.

That massive amount of luck was countless times greater than everyone he had ever met combined.

"Gulp."

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Flames of greed burned wildly in the depths of his eyes.

As long as he took this girl as his disciple, as long as he established a karmic bond, he could be reborn in an instant.

The bottleneck of level twenty-nine, the limitations of a trash martial soul—all of it would vanish under the wash of this immense luck.

He could even break directly through to the realm of a Titled Douluo and become a god in this world!

"Master, why have you stopped?"

The old dean beside him, seeing Yu Xiaogang suddenly stop and stare intently at a few work-study students, looked over in that direction with some confusion.

Yu Xiaogang ignored the old dean entirely.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the ecstasy and excitement in his heart.

He knew that when dealing with a young girl who had yet to see the world, he absolutely could not appear too eager; he had to maintain his image as an expert.

Yu Xiaogang immediately put on a smile that was both inscrutable and amiable.

He raised his hand and meticulously adjusted the collar of his black robe, ensuring every movement befitted the status of a "Master."

Then, he strode forward with long, purposeful steps toward Su Yu and the others.

He quickly arrived before the three of them, blocking their path like a wall.