Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 252

Below the arena, demons and cultivators clashed in a chaotic storm of blood and blades. Onstage, Immortal Qingxu and several law enforcement disciples stood poised and tense, eyes fixed on the scene with deadly focus.

Qi Linchen, utterly oblivious to the looming danger, wore a look of blissful satisfaction on his face—as if he and the girl in his arms were living in a peaceful dream, completely detached from the bloody chaos that surrounded them.

The moment Immortal Qingxu saw the demon drawing near Su Ci with both threat and temptation, his eyes burned crimson. With a roar of fury, he summoned his life-bound weapon and charged, sword poised to strike Qi Linchen from behind.

But just as the sword tip was about to pierce his back, Qi Linchen dissolved into a swirl of black and crimson mist, whisking Su Ci away in an instant.

Gone without a trace.

Immortal Qingxu stood frozen, face contorted in rage.

He and Qi Linchen had crossed blades more times than he could count—hundreds, if not thousands.

But this was the first time his enemy had retreated without a fight.
And it had happened under the watchful eyes of the entire crowd.
Worse yet—Qi Linchen had taken the woman he admired with him.

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The Demon Realm.

With a few steps that spanned a thousand miles, Qi Linchen arrived at an opulent palace shimmering with extravagant beauty.

In the Demon Realm, mist shrouded the world year-round. Sunlight never reached its skies. The palace interior gleamed with luminous night pearls and amethyst crystals set into every corner.

Su Ci was still wrapped around his waist, pressed tightly against him. In such intimate proximity, she could clearly feel the frantic rhythm of his heartbeat—pounding wildly, utterly out of sync.

“You—”

His Adam’s apple bobbed.

Instinctively, he wanted to say: “Rest here for now. If you need anything, summon a maid. I’ll go handle that dog Qingxu and be back within three hours.”

Even with all his power, he couldn’t guarantee her safety if she remained at the chaotic Xuantian Sect. He couldn’t be by her side every moment. It was best to settle her first before going back to handle business.

But just as the words reached his tongue, Qi Linchen caught himself—he was reporting his movements like some lowly subordinate!

His cold lips pressed into a flat line, and what came out instead was a detached, icy command:

“Stay here quietly. Don’t bother struggling. I’ll come back to marry you.”

He had to scare her a little. What if she tried to sneak off while he was away?

The Demon Realm was crawling with lawless creatures—many of whom took twisted pleasure in humiliating captured celestial maidens.

If his little cultivator wandered outside alone, she’d be no different from unprotected monk’s flesh, just waiting to be devoured.

The thought alone made his scalp prickle.

So Qi Linchen immediately laid down over a dozen protective wards around the palace.

Just as he was about to head back to Xuantian to settle things with Qingxu, he felt something tighten at his waist.

Looking down, he saw the girl’s pale fingers hooking around his belt. Her eyes, deep and shimmering like autumn water, gazed up at him with tender affection—and then she leaned in and kissed his cheek.

Soft. Fragrant. Incredibly real.

His scalp tingled. His mind went blank.

His entire body seemed to burn as if set aflame. Blood roared through his veins like a tidal wave, screaming to tear her apart, claim her, devour her—until her teary eyes accepted every piece of him.

Su Ci noticed he’d frozen up and grew bolder. Her arm slid around the back of his neck, and her kiss trailed from his cheek to the corner of his lips, and finally landed on his burning mouth, gently grinding against it.

At first, she’d just wanted to make up for the kiss she’d skipped earlier.

But the moment her lips touched his, it became addicting.

His cheek was cool like polished jade, smooth and chilled. But his lips—his lips were warm, tender, and soft, opening up for her without resistance.

Even their mingled breaths smelled sweet and clean, like some bewitching, natural aphrodisiac.

Was this… physical attraction?

If she kept going, they’d be at it for hours again.

Su Ci figured he still had things to do, so after planting two deep kisses, she stepped back and loosened her grip.

Qi Linchen was still dazed from the “reward.”

Before he could react, his arms were suddenly empty. The girl had slipped out of his embrace, taking two steps back. Her lips were lightly pressed together, soft like red petals touched with dew, and she gently drew them in with her tongue.

A soft, pink flash.

Qi Linchen’s brain short-circuited.

“…”

The proud Demon Lord—flushed crimson, humiliated beyond belief—fled the scene in panic. The accessory hanging from his belt fell off without him noticing.

On his way to confront that mangy dog Qingxu, a cold breeze slapped him in the face. The fog in his head finally began to clear.

And the more he thought about it, the more something felt off.

How could she do that to him?!

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Author’s note:

AAAAA babies, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow!! Da Xing is about to drop dead! Who would’ve thought this author’s internship runs from 8 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. every day?!

Ծ‸Ծ I promise to update like crazy tomorrow and finish this arc!!