Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 233

No one knew where Ling Su dragged that ghost woman from.

Unlike the usual shadowy specters that floated around just to scare people, this ghost was decked out in gold and silver, dressed lavishly with makeup and accessories far more refined than the others. Among all the red-clad ghosts, she stood out as particularly elegant and beautiful.

The ghost was bound tightly with silk ribbons like a dumpling. A wad of cloth stuffed in her mouth muffled her groans into eerie, garbled sounds.

Thinking back to the threat Ling Su had made earlier, the players all felt a chill run down their spines. Was this the treasured beauty that the nobleman held in the palm of his hand?

Goosebumps.

Ling Su kicked the ghost woman to the ground.

With a sharp flick of his wrist, a bone whip appeared in his gloved hand.

The whip cracked through the air, landing with a thud. Dust flew up as the ghost screamed, her body torn open and squirming like a maggot on the ground.

A sharp, furious shriek echoed from deep within the tomb.

Dark mist surged from all directions, aiming straight for Ling Su with clawed fingers outstretched.

He yanked the ghost woman up by the hair and lashed her again, his voice low and filled with malice.
“Swallow my reward, and you’d better cough it up. Otherwise—”

His foot stomped down hard. The crunch of cracking bone filled the air, and the black mist around him trembled, as if in pain.

【Congratulations! Players Ling Su and Su Ci have achieved the accomplishment “Love Stronger Than Gold.” Rewards have been granted in advance. Please release the key NPC of this instance immediately!】

Only then did Ling Su dust off his hands and boot the ghost back into the mist with a look of disdain.
“Get lost, you jinx.”

The other players: “…?”

What the hell?

He did all that… just for the “Love Stronger Than Gold” title?

Risking everyone’s lives for this? What a psycho.

Once the second round began, the grave robbers scattered like startled birds, desperate to avoid being around when Ling Su pulled another stunt.

As soon as they left the central chamber, everyone instinctively softened their footsteps, hoping not to attract the beautiful ghosts’ attention and trigger a location shift into rooms with too many robbers.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

During the ten-second interval between rounds, the contents of the coffins began shifting positions. The brief chaos quickly died down.

Because they had failed the earlier test, the beauties’ team could now move every half-hour. But each movement window was still limited to just ten seconds—they couldn’t just teleport into whichever room the players entered after the fact.

In the now-empty central chamber, Ling Su raised an eyebrow at Li Song, eyes gleaming with blatant provocation.

He put away his bone whip and lazily rested one hand on Su Ci’s shoulder.
“Come with me, partner.”

Li Song held onto Su Ci’s other hand, blinking her curled lashes.
“You said you’d team up with me, remember?”

Su Ci was caught between the two. Everything was already a mess anyway—might as well dive in headfirst.

“Then let’s go open coffins together.”

Ling Su had already cleared out four side rooms to the north earlier. This time, the three of them crept quietly into a tomb chamber to the east.

This one mostly contained wooden furniture.

“What’s everyone’s current score?”

Each player could view only their own score and rank on their panel—not others’.

Ling Su had opened 38 coffins and tossed most of the rewards to Su Ci, putting him at 317 points and ranked second.

Su Ci had opened only one coffin but ranked first with 350 points, all from picking up drops.

Li Song had also opened one coffin and had just 10 points, tied for fifth-to-last with two other players.

In the “Gifts from Predecessors” section, only Su Ci had an item—a Gold-Touch Talisman. None of the others had looted anything special.

Even knowing the male lead had great luck, Su Ci still felt a bit uneasy. She pulled out the talisman.

“Whoever opens the coffin gets to hold this.”

It granted one-time immunity from attack.

Since Li Song had the lowest score, Su Ci handed her the talisman first and gently reminded her to open a few more.

“Early game has a lower chance of triggering monsters. If we want to win, we should open more now and slow down later.”

Su Ci had figured it out—Ling Su’s method was risky, but high risk meant high reward. Instead of passively waiting it out, it was better to play aggressively.

Even if they didn’t open many coffins, other players would. Assuming everyone opened just one per round, the number of unopened coffins would still shrink fast. That would raise the chance of triggering monsters anyway.

Plus, Su Ci had two life-saving items—one was the Gold-Touch Talisman, and the other was her own passive “Reverse the Flow” talent. As long as she was fast enough, one second would be all she needed.

Li Song, holding the talisman, looped her arm around Su Ci’s and shot Ling Su a look full of smug challenge.

He scoffed coldly.
“Heh. Clown.”

Ling Su waited silently while they opened the coffins. His gaze, shadowed and unreadable, lingered on the girl still holding hands with Li Song. His left hand clenched unconsciously in mid-air.

That soft, delicate feeling…

She knew the talisman was a survival item and still handed it off like it was nothing. So adorably dumb.

What really pissed him off was that it was something he had given her—and she turned around and gave it to someone else, right in front of him.

Was she really that into this boundary-less, overly affectionate woman?

A wave of heat suddenly surged through him. He tugged open the zipper of his heavy jacket, revealing a black athletic tank top underneath. The fabric clung to the sculpted contours of his chest.

Su Ci didn’t notice the sticky stare behind her.

Maybe she was just used to being the center of the male lead’s gaze.

Even if Li Song was only part of the male lead’s identity, Su Ci still wanted to clear the game with her. As for the other players—strangers—she didn’t feel any particular obligation to them.

Li Song didn’t hold back. To show her thanks, she kissed Su Ci several times on the cheek until the girl blushed, flustered, and breathless before finally opening a coffin.

The female body was built so differently from the male.

“Sexy” had practically become synonymous with Li Song—tender, alluring, and oozing with sensual charm. Every movement was drenched in womanly grace.

Su Ci could barely handle the temptation.

Yet both Li Song and Ling Su looked perfectly composed, as if two girls kissing, hugging, or touching each other was completely normal.

Li Song opened five coffins in one go.

All contained basic items: +8, +12, +14, +10, and +11 points.

Then came the sixth coffin.

Inside was a small wooden plaque. Before Li Song could read what it said, an invisible force yanked her inside.

Su Ci, still holding her hand, was dragged in too—swept into the black mist filling the coffin.

Ling Su managed to grab only a corner of their clothes.

The coffin slammed shut.

It didn’t disappear. Nor was there any system broadcast saying the two had been captured.

“What’s going on?”

Ling Su frowned, circling the coffin twice before tapping on the lid. No response.

It was deathly silent.

Fortunately, the tomb chamber had plenty of wood furniture. Ling Su quickly found two suitable tools and started trying to pry it open.

“Hiss—”

Suddenly, a sharp jolt of pain and tingling struck a sensitive spot on his chest—like someone had just dug in with their nails.

The sensation was oddly electric, slicing deep into his nerves.

Before he could catch his breath, something hot and wet brushed against his throat.

That slippery warmth slid down his skin until it reached the spot that had just been pinched—blowing lightly, kissing, sucking, and gently licking, as if to soothe the pain.

Ling Su clenched his fists so hard the veins popped on the back of his hand.

They…

Just what the hell were they doing in there?!