Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 237

Inside the coffin lay a long wooden sword.

Su Ci gripped the hilt and pulled it out.

[Player has received the offering: “Peachwood Sword” ×1]

[Gift from a predecessor: Peachwood Sword, crafted from sacred wood, wards off evil and brings blessings. Can be used to kill Beauties/Handmaidens/Slaves. Single-use item.]

Even Li Song found it hard to believe.

Su Ci had only opened three coffins: one revealed a treasure—the phoenix crown and wedding robes worth 50 points—and the other two were predecessor offerings, the Demon-Revealing Mirror and now the Peachwood Sword, together worth 200 points.

Even the goddess of luck herself would be ashamed to show her face in front of her.

Something occurred to Li Song, and her gaze subtly flicked to Ling Su. The latter only lazily lifted his eyelids, pretending to be supportive.

“Newbie player, your luck’s unreal. Another key item?”

With the Demon-Revealing Mirror and Peachwood Sword together, the threat to the Beauty was now enormous.

Su Ci’s eyes sparkled.
“Isn’t it? I think so too.”

Li Song volunteered,
“Let me go first for the next two rounds. I’ve got the lowest score and haven’t pulled a single treasure. Be a dear and let your big sister go first, alright?”

She’d let her guard down earlier and hadn’t stopped Su Ci in time.

Actually, in a situation where coffins were limited and the room likely contained a ghost, the best outcome would be sacrificing only one person instead of two.

Over the three required time periods, if someone was taken during the first hour, then in the remaining two hours, the other two only needed to open two coffins each: 3 + 2 + 2 = 7 coffins.

If someone was taken during the third hour, then it would be 3 + 3 + 2 = 8 coffins—just enough for this room.

That assumed there was only one ghost, and the remaining two players could avoid it every time it moved.

Li Song took a deep breath.

Just as she was about to open the lid, she suddenly felt warmth behind her. A soft voice soothed her:
“Go get ’em, Sis. Let me pass my luck to you.”

Maybe it really worked, or maybe Li Song had decent luck herself, but this time the coffin held—

A treasure: a jade bracelet worth +50 points.

Su Ci let out a breath of relief.

When it was Ling Su’s turn, he raised a smug eyebrow at Su Ci and opened his arms wide.
“Passing luck? I want some too.”

Strands of silver hair brushed past his brow as the usually cold and vicious boy pulled her into his arms like a giant fluffy white dog. With his height and long limbs, he easily enveloped her.

The heat radiating through the thin athletic tank top, mixed with his crisp scent, trapped Su Ci in that small space. Her heartbeat synced with his.

Their bodies fit perfectly together.

Ling Su could feel the pounding of his heart.

There had been countless times he wished to die.

But this time, he wanted to win. He wanted to live.

While Su Ci was distracted, he lowered his head slightly and brushed a secret kiss across the top of her hair.

Watching this, Li Song muttered as her jealousy flared,
“Alright already, stop draining her luck. We’ve still got two more rounds in here!”

“Don’t rush me.”

Ling Su finally released Su Ci and headed toward a coffin in the corner. His steps were purposeful, his back tense with determination.

And in that instant, a realization clicked into Su Ci’s mind.

The Beauty had locked them in this room, which meant there was a ghost inside. But key items were usually scattered—why would the Beauty place them with a ghost?

In a game of probability, everyone knew not to get greedy. If you found something good in a room, you stopped. If you triggered something bad, the rest of the coffins were likely safe.

And both she and Li Song had just drawn good items.

That left three possible explanations:

Either the Beauty had gone all-in, hiding every offering and treasure in one place, betting that scattered tomb robbers would never find this room.

Or the Beauty had panicked and misplaced everything—perhaps due to being flustered by the appearance of powerful newcomers.

Or, the last possibility…

“Ling Su, wait—”

Clunk—!

Too late. The moment he opened the lid, a notification flashed across Su Ci and Li Song’s player panels.

[Player has received the offering: “Dragon-Seeking Ruler”]

[Gift from a predecessor: Dragon-Seeking Ruler. Detects special magnetic fields and guides the player to the coffin they most wish to open—be it Beauty, treasure, offering, or sacrifice. Single-use item.]

This offering paired perfectly with the Demon-Revealing Mirror.

Use the mirror to identify the Beauty’s location, the ruler to find her coffin, and the Peachwood Sword to kill her in one blow.

If they weren’t locked in this room, the game could’ve ended already.

But since the Beauty might not be in this room, it was all for nothing.

Still, getting three valuable offerings in a row convinced Su Ci of her theory. She no longer felt as nervous about the remaining time.

Ironically, the one who looked disappointed was Ling Su. He seemed unsettled by his own luck, as if this outcome wasn’t what he wanted.

While the trio remained trapped in relative peace, the rest of the tomb raiders outside were tearing each other apart.

Su Ci’s earlier speech had sown distrust, making cooperation impossible.

Yet the broadcast of each offering was visible to all players.

Three players missing for three whole time periods—it was obvious they’d been trapped by the Lovers’ Lock.

They were probably dead by now.

With their strongest competition potentially gone, even those who had given up on ranking began to stir with new ambition.

No way the Beauty was dumb enough to lock the offerings up with the tomb raiders… right?

So the Peachwood Sword and Dragon-Seeking Ruler must be out here, somewhere among them. All they had to do was use threats and torture to get someone to talk.

Weaker players and newbies were brutally interrogated.

Wei Xinlian wasn’t spared either.

Because she’d carelessly revealed some hidden rules earlier, the stronger veterans kept grilling her relentlessly.

Of course, they got nothing from her.

Tension mounted in the central chamber.

No one could’ve predicted that the Beauty really had been dumb enough to lock the offerings and tomb raiders together.

—

In the next round, Li Song and Ling Su each pulled a treasure. Su Ci hadn’t opened hers yet. With only three coffins remaining, it wouldn’t be enough for the next round.

After so many good pulls, Su Ci began to suspect there was no ghost in this room at all.

Even so, someone had to be sacrificed. Her plan was simple: whoever opened the next coffin would take all the treasures with them.

That way, even if they were enslaved, their high score might still secure a win by the end of the game.

It was Su Ci’s turn.

She handed the three offerings to Ling Su and Li Song.

Perhaps lulled into complacency by the streak of luck, the moment she pushed the lid open, a pale ghost hand reached out and dragged her inside before she could react.

It moved as fast as Ling Su.

Even with both Ling Su and Li Song pulling, they couldn’t stop her from being yanked into the coffin. Only when the lid nearly crushed her arm did they have to let go.

Worried that her points might be lost, they shoved the offerings in after her. Offerings inside a coffin were fine—as long as the points stayed with Su Ci.

But then came the twist.

A system message sounded immediately after:

[Tomb Raider Su Ci has triggered the Beauty and been enslaved. All offerings recovered: “Gold-Touching Talisman,” “Demon-Revealing Mirror,” “Peachwood Sword.”]

They had been just one step away from winning. But concern had clouded their judgment.

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Mini Theater

Big Star: You’re doomed! Totally doomed! All that effort for nothing!

Ling / Li: If we can’t boost our girl’s score, we’ll just make sure everyone else’s goes down. Just wait and see.