The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Wen Yubai gradually awoke from the darkness.

Beneath me was the cool, smooth touch of silk, and my ankles felt as if they were bound by something.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing you see is a canopy of interwoven black and gold, with tassels adorned with tiny gemstones that sway gently.

"woke up?"

Wen Yubai suddenly turned his head.

A man was dressed in a dark red robe, his black hair loosely tied up, his face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, and his brows held a hint of laziness and playfulness.

Most striking are his golden eyes, which are unlike those of ordinary people.

Golden eyes.

Could it be...

"You are the Demon Lord, Ye Lanxuan?"

Wen Yubai propped himself up, then suddenly froze.

A very thin gold chain was fastened to her right ankle, with the other end disappearing deep into the bed.

Strangely, the gold chain was as light as a feather and did not hinder movement in the slightest.

But when he tried to circulate his spiritual energy, he found that his dantian was almost empty, just like a newly initiated cultivator.

Ye Lanxuan walked slowly to the bedside, looked down at him, and an indescribable interest flashed in his eyes.

So beautiful.

He felt that this chain suited him very well when he first met Wen Yubai.

Ye Lanxuan reached out and playfully twirled a strand of his hair around her fingertip.

"Do you like it? I specially sought out the black gold from the North Sea and had it forged just for you."

The gesture was too intimate, and Wen Yubai turned her head away, her eyes already filled with frost.

"I am deeply grateful for your help at Hanchi. Now you are acting as if you want me to repay your life-saving grace?"

Ye Lanxuan chuckled softly, then suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, the force not strong, but not allowing him to refuse.

"Senior Brother Wen, you don't know? You owe me more than just this one thing."

He caressed Wen Yubai's skin with his fingertips, his tone casual.

"I carried you out of the Cave of Ten Thousand Evils myself that time."

Wen Yubai paused slightly and remained silent for a moment.

"What do you want me to do?"

These words carried a hint of gritted teeth.

Ye Lanxuan moved closer, his breath hot.

"I have a golden cage, but I'm currently missing a sparrow."

The flippant and explicit words made Wen Yubai feel nauseous.

He tried to turn his head away, but Ye Lanxuan grabbed his chin and forced him to look up, leaving him no choice but to look directly into those golden eyes.

The desire in his golden eyes was undisguised, a mixture of curiosity, obsession, and possessiveness, burning fiercely.

Wen Yubai suppressed the bitter taste in his throat.

He had no idea when he had caught the attention of this demon lord.

"Why me of all people?"

Ye Lanxuan's movements softened; he released his chin and instead stroked Ye Lanxuan's cheek.

"Your face, your body, and that defiant spirit in your eyes, they're all very much to my liking."

Wen Yubai lowered his eyes, concealing the disgust that was almost overflowing in them.

"What doesn't the Demon Lord have? Why bother with such a boring sword cultivator like me?"

"Humble, Senior Brother Wen is quite interesting."

The night was still, and a strand of Wen Yubai's hair lingered, creating an atmosphere of ambiguity.

"Give in to me, how about it?"

Wen Yubai took a deep breath, but still couldn't hold back. He raised his knee to kick, but the other party grabbed his ankle.

"Dream on, I'm going to die..."

"Shut up!"

Ye Lanxuan's voice suddenly turned cold, and the playful smile vanished instantly, replaced by anger.

Chu Mingyuan and Xie Linchen could get their hands on him, but when it came to Ye Lanxuan, he only deserved to hear the word "death."

On what grounds?

In terms of appearance, cultivation, and status, in every way is he inferior to those two?

Is Wen Yubai blind?

Ye Lanxuan even wondered where he fell short of them.

But this thought stunned him.

He should have been looking down on them with ease, manipulating them effortlessly, instead of being swayed by their emotions, even—

Doubting one's own charm.

The flames in his eyes burned even brighter.

"Don't even think about dying. If you dare to die, I'll make Chu Mingyuan wish he were dead."

Ye Lanxuan snapped his fingers, and a water mirror appeared, showing Chu Mingyuan chained to a pool of blood, his face as pale as paper.

"Oh right, you didn't know that, did you?"

Ye Lanxuan chuckled, "Your new junior brother, Li Mingya, is the same Chu Mingyuan you kicked off the cliff back then."

He leaned close to Wen Yubai's ear and whispered, "He came back to get revenge on you, but what did you do? You were still so good to him. After the Heavenly Key was stolen, you even took him with you when you ran away."

"Aren't you stupid?"

Wen Yubai: ...

What does it mean to be wholeheartedly good to Chu Mingyuan?

That's probably said backwards.

Moreover, since it has been made clear that Li Mingya is Chu Mingyuan.

Wen Yubai raised his eyes. "Since he is Chu Mingyuan, do you think threatening me with him will work?"

Ye Lanxuan feigned annoyance: "Oh, right~"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly smiled, "But do you think you can die right under my nose?"

He didn't forget.

However, she couldn't stand Wen Yubai's concern for Chu Mingyuan; it was too irritating.

Revealing their identities was to shatter the false brotherhood that Chu Mingyuan had maintained.

"Stay by my side, be a good girl."

His hand gripped Wen Yubai's ankle, stroking it restlessly.

"Don't think about dying, don't think about escaping, and don't think about those insignificant people."

Wen Yubai did not answer, but clenched his fists tightly.

He could feel Ye Lanxuan's gaze on him, which made his stomach churn.

Ye Lanxuan naturally noticed his undisguised rejection, and his golden pupils darkened slightly.

He withdrew his hand from him, curling it up inside his sleeve.

He had always enjoyed the thrill of chasing and controlling, but when he saw the disgust in Wen Yubai's eyes, he felt as if he had been pricked in the heart by a needle.

It left behind a lingering, indescribable numbness and pain.

Wen Yubai's helpless struggle at this moment did indeed evoke a sense of triumph in him.

But it was too shallow, like sand slipping through his fingers, gone in an instant, and he was not satisfied.

He may not have had much that could be called "love" for Wen Yubai.

He just felt that after living for so long, it was rare to find someone who could catch his eye, so it was naturally worth his effort.

After a moment of silence, Wen Yubai finally spoke, "How long?"

His voice carried a suppressed weariness and humiliation.

Ye Lanxuan raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

"How long will it take before you let me go?"

He looked up, not begging for mercy, but asking with an almost numb expression.

Ye Lanxuan felt a pang in his heart again, but it was fleeting, and his tone returned to its flippant manner.

"Until I get tired of Senior Brother Wen's face. Don't worry, I'm only interested for a short time. Maybe tomorrow I'll find you boring."

Even he himself doesn't know how long this "three-minute enthusiasm" will last.

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

"Senior Brother Wen, get some rest."

The palace doors slowly closed behind him.

As Ye Lanxuan walked out of the palace, the languor between his brows dissipated somewhat. He still had a lot of things to deal with, but he stopped in his tracks under the corridor.

"Yoruzo, keep a close eye on this place."

A very faint response came from somewhere in the corner.

"Yes."

Ye San looked at the person lying on the Lord's bed in the inner palace.

He thought that the Lord had ordered the renovation of the sleeping quarters on a whim, but he never expected that it was prepared for this person.

The Lord told him to watch, so he obediently watched.

[Congratulations, host! You've achieved the "keeping a mistress in a golden house" ending.]

188 has already started to give up somewhat, and even has the mood to make sarcastic jokes.

It had no idea how the second male lead, the Demon Lord, had become interested in its host.

This plot is truly bizarre. If it weren't for the inability to contact the main god, it would definitely complain about this world.

"Do you think the mission in this world can still be carried out?"

Extreme despair gives rise to a strange calm.

Don't worry, maybe the Demon Lord will lose interest in you tomorrow and let you go.

Wen Yubai twitched the corners of his mouth, but there was no real smile in it.

"You believe that?"

188 certainly didn't believe it. The Demon Lord was currently extremely interested in the host, and it was just forcing itself to comfort the host.

Now that we're cut off from the global market, we can't even get our guaranteed commission.

[Think about it, you still want to be resurrected.]

Wen Yubai closed his eyes.

Yes, he can't be willful.