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

Among all the members of the Demonic Sect, none has more romantic experience than Pavilion Master Lin of the Wind and Moon Pavilion.

A purple figure gracefully entered the hall.

She was in charge of all intelligence work for the Demon Sect and was adept at manipulating people's hearts; many men and women were willing to die for her.

He rarely gets a day off, but he was summoned by the Demon Lord with a single decree to listen to his troubles.

"Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

There's still something wrong with it.

Lin, the Pavilion Master, rolled his eyes inwardly.

Locking someone in their bedchamber like a caged bird, while wondering why the other person doesn't appreciate it.

It's not that there's anything wrong with it; it's clearly that they don't understand how to write the word "good".

But seeing the Demon Lord's expression—clearly concerned but pretending not to care—she dared not tell the truth.

If she really told him, I don't know if the Demon Lord would be happy, but she would definitely be half dead.

Master Lin slowly poured himself a cup of tea.

"Lord, don't you think you're being too concerned about that cultivator?"

"care?"

Ye Lanxuan rested his chin on his hand, feigning contemplation, "Perhaps there's some truth to that."

"How many points?"

Master Lin smiled and said, "You used to disregard love, but now you're agonizing over what's wrong with it. That's not like you at all."

When it comes to narcissism, the Demon Lord is unmatched.

In the past, many people offered themselves to him, but the Demon Lord simply scoffed, "Are you worthy?"

Now, tsk tsk, he's getting anxious and uncertain about a righteous cultivator.

She changed the subject, adding a touch of seriousness.

"Moreover, I've heard that this Young Master Wen is the chief disciple of the Xuantian Sect."

"He is the Daoist partner chosen by Immortal Venerable Qingheng, and now Immortal Venerable Qingheng is searching for him all over the world."

"The obstacles you've set up can only hold him back for a while. He'll come looking for you sooner or later. That Immortal Venerable is not someone to be trifled with."

His words carried a hint of advice.

Master Lin saw things clearly.

Although she was a womanizer and a romantic, she never got involved in any trouble.

Our lord is usually very shrewd, so why did he have to provoke Xie Linchen this time?

Ye Lanxuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly sat up straight.

"You've reminded me."

"I need to finalize things with the right people first."

How could anyone be Xie Linchen's Daoist partner?

If so, it must be him late at night.

As for whether he was truly in love or simply driven by desire.

He was too lazy to investigate further.

All he knew was: if you want something, you have to get it.

If he wants him, then he has to hold onto him first.

"I'm going to hold the covenant ceremony next month."

Pavilion Master Lin: ...

Well, it was all for naught; you didn't listen at all.

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A month is neither short nor long.

This gave Chu Mingyuan enough time to dismantle the clues that were misleading Xie Linchen during the gaps in the mission.

Xie Linchen finally broke the deadlock and charged up to the Demon Sect headquarters, following the direction of the location.

That place is hidden in the depths of hell, fraught with obstacles.

He, however, moved with perfect accuracy, as if walking on flat ground.

Nobody would believe there wasn't an inside agent involved.

At that time, Ye Lanxuan was fiddling with a needle, studying embroidery techniques.

He insisted on sewing a wedding dress for Wen Yubai.

Only what he made with his own hands is worthy of him.

Occasionally, I get pricked by a needle.

He would also go to Wen Yubai and deliberately bring his injured finger to the other person's face.

Unfortunately, Wen Yubai remained unmoved.

If we had arrived a few seconds later, the injury would have healed.

He thought the Demon Lord was quite idle, even researching how to make clothes.

Ye Lanxuan did not tell Wen Yubai about the betrothal.

On the one hand, I wanted to surprise him, and on the other hand, I was afraid he would run away if he found out.

The peace was shattered by an urgent report from a subordinate before the wedding dress was even finished being embroidered.

"Lord, Immortal Venerable Qingheng has broken in."

Ye Lanxuan's face turned cold.

According to his plan, it would take Xie Linchen at least three months to even get close to the Demonic Sect.

By then, he and Wen Yubai would have already formed a pact.

What's done is done, and the die is cast.

Ah, but it's just in time.

Let's remove this thorn in advance, so it won't be an eyesore.

He rose, took his whip, and went out, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

At the Demon Sect's location, Xie Linchen's robes were stained with blood, and his sword intent was as cold as frost.

He met Ye Lanxuan.

Where are they?

Ye Lanxuan sneered: "Who's there? Only my men are here."

Xie Linchen's eyes darkened; it seemed he had no intention of releasing them.

Ignoring his injuries, he charged straight at them, each move a desperate attempt to take them down with him.

Ye Lanxuan, relying on his superior cultivation, initially managed to evade the attack with ease.

But the other party's ruthless and fearless attitude made him abandon his contempt.

Chu Mingyuan sneered from the corner, "Let's fight. It would be best if we both suffered heavy losses and died together."

Unaware of the situation, Wen Yubai remained locked in his bedchamber.

He had just finished watching a movie and was feeling drowsy.

To conserve energy, 188 is in a semi-dormant state during this period.

Until a system alarm is triggered.

[Beep beep beep, warning: The protagonist's life is in danger!]

This startled Wen Yubai awake.

He frowned. "Chu Mingyuan again?"

188 thought so too, but a check revealed it wasn't.

[The protagonist is the seme, Xie Linchen!]

Wen Yubai quickly realized that Xie Linchen had found his location and impulsively forced his way into the Demon Sect.

[The system has detected that his health is continuously decreasing. Without intervention, he is expected to die within twenty minutes.]

"I'm locked up here now, what can I do?"

If you don't save him, the plot will completely collapse once the protagonist dies.

Wen Yubai rubbed his temples; his head ached.

He reached the palace gate, but the golden chain around his ankle prevented him from taking another step.

He knew that Ye Lanxuan had been keeping an eye on him.

Although it had never appeared before his eyes.

He took a deep breath and decided to take a gamble.

"Let me go, or I'll die."

"If I die here, the Demon Lord will not let you go. You will not survive either."

No one responded.

The next instant, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the vase, and smashed it hard against the ground.

He picked up a shard of porcelain and, without hesitation, slashed it across his neck; blood instantly gushed out.

Ye San, hidden in the shadows, twitched his eyes slightly; the bloodstain stung his gaze.

Finally, just a second before Wen Yubai was about to poke deeper, he moved his hand.

A flash of light, and the golden chain snapped.

Thank you.

Wen Yubai wiped away the bloodstains, turned around, and strode out.

188 was rapidly giving him directions in his mind.

Turn left! Go straight! Xie Linchen is right next to the courtyard in the back mountain!

Ye San followed silently behind him, a communication talisman in her hand.

However, they did not send a signal for a long time, and even secretly dealt with some of the guards who wanted to stop Wen Yubai.

Once he leaves here, Young Master Wen won't be so gloomy anymore.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

Xie Linchen, exhausted and covered in wounds, his breathing disordered, still fought to the death.

He used a desperate fighting style, each sword strike carrying a ruthless, death-defying intensity.

Ye Lanxuan didn't fare much better; the renowned Qingheng Immortal Venerable was indeed difficult to deal with.

If they were at the same level, he would probably have truly lost his life to the sword.

Fortunately, his cultivation level was higher than Xie Linchen's.

Xie Linchen revealed a flaw while panting.

Ye Lanxuan seized the opportunity, and the long whip seemed to tear through space, striking straight at his heart.

This strike concentrated all his power, enough to kill a person on the spot.

[Warning! The protagonist is about to die! Warning! Please rescue immediately!]

[Quick, I'll teleport you there. You can take this attack for Xie Linchen, which will be considered as being killed by the demonic cultivator.]

[Upon reaching the death ending, we are immediately removed from this world.]

This is truly an unexpected delight.

Wen Yubai almost burst out laughing; he could finally leave.