Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 254

Qi Linchen stormed the Xuantian Sect on his own, and although Su Ci was anxious, she couldn’t take it out on the two palace guards who just swept floors for a living.

Besides, judging by the way Mu Feng and Mu Bai acted, they didn’t exactly scream “reliable.”

But the Left and Right Guardians under the Demon Lord were a different matter. Both were incredibly powerful and held command over demon forces.

The moment she met the Right Guardian, Ye Yunhe, Su Ci realized how little she truly knew about demonkind.

The woman who now held her in a possessive grip, groping and staring with sparkly eyes—was this really the same Right Guardian of the Demon Realm, famed for her swift and ruthless ways?

“Qi Linchen? You want to rescue Qi Linchen?”

“What’s the point? He won’t even share a bed with me! Why should I lift a finger to save him? The sooner he dies, the sooner I get to be Demon Lord!”

“Ohh—I get it! You like him!”

“Listen, sweetheart, don’t fall for him. He’s a lump of cold ice you can’t melt. If you must like someone, like me. I’m very faithful!”

Mu Feng and Mu Bai, who’d rushed after them: “Right Guardian… faithful?”

Then what about the hundreds of male concubines in her palace?

Ye Yunhe shot them a glare laced with warning.

Concubines and wives weren’t the same, obviously.

And if little Ci minded the number of concubines she had, Ye Yunhe could loan her a few to play with—
No wait, she meant she could dismiss them. Those common men didn’t deserve to be compared with her little Ci.

Generosity was one of her best traits.

Not like some stingy, jealous scumbags who couldn’t bear to see their women dally with someone else.

She had access to the most extensive resources across all six realms—whatever kind of man Su Ci fancied, she could have them tied to a bed within the hour.

Ye Yunhe held Su Ci’s hand, throwing all thoughts of Qi Linchen aside, now passionately interrogating her on her preferences.

“Ah-Ci, what kind of demon men do you like? If you’re into Qi Linchen’s type, I’ve got one just like him—you’ll have to use him in secret though, don’t let him catch you…”

“I… I’m not interested.”

“You’re not?! Even better!”

Ye Yunhe clearly misunderstood, dragging her toward her own palace.

“I knew it. How could you like Qi Linchen? You prefer me, don’t you? Come stay at my place for a few years, hmm?”

Stay for… a few years?

Mu Feng and Mu Bai were left in the dust, staring dumbfounded into the wind.

What was Right Guardian playing at now? They’d never heard she swung that way…

Still, just now, wasn’t the fairy girl genuinely worried about the Demon Lord? She was standing on their side! Her heart was way too kind!

If it had been the old Demon Lord, young and hot-headed, getting crushed by those old fogies wouldn’t be surprising.

But three months ago, their Lord forcibly broke through to the next realm. He’d been reborn.

Even while outnumbered, he held the upper hand.

Maybe it was time to stop calling him Demon Lord and start calling him Demon God.

Even so… they couldn’t understand why he’d fake weakness and pretend to be seriously injured.

But no matter. If he was doing it, he must have his reasons. Surely he had a better way to put those self-righteous hypocrites in their place!

—

Two hours later, Qi Linchen returned.

Knowing Su Ci had been watching him in secret, his heart surged with emotion. Riding high on adrenaline, he ended the one-sided massacre early.

Pity that dog Clearxu managed to get away.

The effects of harvesting a pure yin body were simply too strong. If Clearxu had been one step from ascension before, now only a sliver remained.

Advancing through dual cultivation was inherently unstable. Before leaving, Qi Linchen had wanted to kidnap Clearxu’s furnace partner—
That last sliver might take him centuries to make up.

He wasn’t some benevolent saint—just someone who enjoyed making life harder for Clearxu.

That damned furnace had dared pull a trick on the little junior in front of everyone during the competition. He hadn’t even gotten the chance to deal with her yet.

But after searching all over Xuantian Sect, she was nowhere to be found.

Revenge could wait. He was more concerned about the girl waiting for him in his palace.

He drew a formation and returned to his bedchamber in a flash.

Heart pounding, he rushed in—only to find the place deserted.

Instead, two miserable demon guards awaited him like mourners.

“Where is she?”

She? Who?

Mu Bai took a while to catch on.

“My lord… you actually brought the fairy here?”

Dark fury coiled around Qi Linchen, his voice like an oncoming storm: “I’ll ask one more time. Where. Is. She?”

Mu Feng trembled.

“She… the Right Guardian took her.”

He hadn’t even finished speaking before a surge of powerful yin wind sent both brothers flying hundreds of meters from the palace, slamming into the outer walls.

“Useless. Get as far from me as possible.”

Tears welled up in their eyes.

How were they supposed to know the fairy was someone the Demon Lord had personally brought back?

Usually, anyone who got near the bedroom got punished. This time they removed someone and still got punished?

Wait… more importantly—

The thousand-year iron tree… had finally bloomed!

That fairy sister—could she be the future Demon Queen?

HAHAHAHAHA! This is great!

Now they’d get to see her every day!

But their joy didn’t last.

Just as they helped each other up, news reached them from brothers returning from Xuantian Sect.

Two things:

First, the Demon Lord didn’t just have a fairy girl—he had a whole bunch of love debts across the land.

His rumored lovers included pure and virtuous fairy maidens from all the top sects—even that Senior Sister Qin Lan from Xuantian Sect with the Vermilion Bird spiritual vein!

Second, the Demon Lord was marrying the fairy girl. Orders had been given. The wedding must take place by the end of the month.

Mu Feng and Mu Bai were devastated.

The sky had fallen.

Their once-pure Demon Lord… had become a philandering scumbag who couldn’t control his lower half?

How could he still marry the fairy with any self-respect?

Mu Feng mumbled in despair.

“No wonder he emptied his private treasury for her. His heart’s a hornet’s nest—every hole hiding a girl.”

Mu Bai fumed. “No! He can’t betray the fairy! I’m telling the Right Guardian—she can take the fairy and run away!”

Mu Feng twitched. “Are you stupid? Right Guardian’s even more chaotic than the Demon Lord. I say we figure something out ourselves…”

—

Meanwhile, Su Ci was watching a play in Ye Yunhe’s palace when Qi Linchen came in, sword in hand.

Ye Yunhe hadn’t been born a demon—she’d turned after straying from the righteous path. As a result, she still held onto some human customs.

Her male concubines came in all forms—humans, demons, beasts, and ghosts—all of them were gorgeous.

Even better, they were well-trained and obedient: they could sing, dance, play instruments, and paint… you name it.

“Ah-Ci, how about this one? I picked him up from an opera troupe recently. Lovely voice. Still a virgin…”

Ye Yunhe gave the man a push toward Su Ci. “What are you dawdling for? Serve the fairy wine and snacks! Being in her presence is your greatest honor!”

The man was handsome, his ears turning red.

“The Right Guardian is correct. I… I offer wine to the fairy.”

His family had collapsed, buried in debt. He’d sold himself to an opera troupe to bury his mother, suffering abuse and scorn—until the Demon Realm bought his freedom.

The Right Guardian not only gave him wealth but also punished those who’d driven his mother to death—
Including the one who claimed she was possessed and beat her to death, and those in the troupe who starved and mistreated him.

It wasn’t the righteous who saved him—it was a demon.

Good and evil had never been about race or realm, but about the heart.

The demon realm might be wild and unrestrained, but they valued consent.

At least the Right Guardian had never forced him into bed. She didn’t force any of her men.

They all came willingly, begging for a place at her side.

Now she wanted to recommend him to this fairy girl. Such grace—how could he ever repay it?

“Please bestow a name upon me, fairy. From this day forward, I am yours in life or death. I shall serve you with my whole heart—”

“Whoosh—!”

A sharp whistle tore through the air. A gleaming sword flew past his ear and embedded itself into the screen behind Ye Yunhe.

“Everyone in this damned palace must have a death wish.”