Quick Transmigration: The Big Shot Has Gone Crazy Again - Chapter 46
Chapter 46
Nan Yuan pulled back the hand she had been about to use for silencing him, thinking to herself: So dumb and dazed… forget it.
She was beautiful and kind-hearted, unwilling to fuss with a fool.
But then the fool spoke first:
“You… I… just now, I saw everything.”
When he said the first word, his voice was still hoarse, probably from drinking too much, but afterwards it smoothed out.
That voice was indescribably pleasant—gentle, melodious, clear and pure.
Nan Yuan’s ears found it very comfortable.
Xiaotang in her arms, however, was so frightened it jumped up, blurting human words in panic:
“Yuan Yuan, what are you waiting for, silence him now! He saw us shattering the void, he knows we’re not from the Demon Realm! We could’ve passed ourselves off as fallen martial cultivators since we don’t have demonic qi, but he saw everything, ahhh, we can’t let him live!”
Nan Yuan: …
Even if he didn’t know before, you’ve said it all out loud now.
Why was the cub she raised so stupid?
Spiritual beasts that could speak human words were extremely rare.
The drunkard seemed stunned, whether from suddenly hearing Xiaotang speak or from the huge amount of information it revealed.
His lips moved slightly, mumbling something.
He stared dazedly at the woman and beast before him for a long time, as if his very soul had left him.
When he came back to himself, he fixed his gaze on Nan Yuan.
Earlier, he had stared at Xu Xiaotang like a pervert.
Now, he was staring at Nan Yuan the same way.
That look made one’s skin crawl.
Expressionless, Nan Yuan raised her hand.
“Fairy, don’t kill me!” The drunkard’s survival instinct kicked in, and he hurriedly explained: “My name is Ah Qing, I’m just an ordinary demon cultivator. I don’t know anything!”
He did indeed have demonic qi on him, and his cultivation didn’t look high…just a low-level demon cultivator.
But Nan Yuan’s focus was on something else.
Her hand stilled slightly.
“You said your name is… what?”
“Fairy, my name is Ah Qing,” the drunkard repeated, staring fixedly at her.
Nan Yuan hadn’t spoken yet, but Xiaotang exploded, bristling with anger: “There’s only one Ah Qing, and that’s my stinky brat! You’re not allowed to use that name!”
Nan Yuan poked its puffed-up little face, then asked the drunkard: “What did you see just now?”
The drunkard’s scarred face broke into a big, ugly grin that looked rather simple-minded.
“I saw a fairy descend from the heavens. But she landed in the wrong place…this is the Demon Realm.”
After a pause, he added quickly, “I know the terrain of the Demon Realm well. No matter where Fairy wishes to go, Ah Qing can guide the way.”
As he said this, his unblinking gaze remained glued to Nan Yuan, making Xu Xiaotang extremely uncomfortable.
Nan Yuan knew her looks were enticing, but her overwhelming strength usually made others too afraid to look directly at her.
Anyone who dared to stare like this had long since been reduced to ashes.
But Nan Yuan had mellowed considerably.
As long as someone didn’t go out of their way to court death, she would spare them.
Moreover, his name was Ah Qing.
For the sake of that name, she would let him live.
“Where does the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord live? Do you have a way to approach him?” Nan Yuan asked.
The drunkard’s gaze clinging to her wavered slightly, a flicker of something strange passing through his eyes.
“The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord resides in Yuanqing Palace. Riding the double-winged demon wolves of the Demon Realm, one can reach it in half a day.”
When Nan Yuan heard the words Yuanqing Palace, something stirred inside her, but she didn’t dwell on it.
“The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord’s temper is fickle. May I ask, Fairy, why you wish to seek him?”
The drunkard’s eyes were dark and profound.
Nan Yuan noticed he had very beautiful eyes, faintly glowing in the night.
She couldn’t help but look twice.
Her true purpose couldn’t possibly be revealed to a demon cultivator.
So she lied without blinking:
“I heard the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord is unrivaled in beauty. I’m going to see him and find out who’s more beautiful.”
Xu Xiaotang: …
The drunkard’s gaze toward her grew a little strange, and then he chuckled softly.
Though his face was utterly ruined, his voice was mesmerizing.
“The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord is not as beautiful as Fairy. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. That’s why, just now, Ah Qing was staring at you, utterly entranced.”
Xu Xiaotang curled its lips.
He was still entranced now.
Nan Yuan accepted the flattery.
“Your words don’t count. I have to see it with my own eyes.”
The drunkard asked, “If you compare, and a winner is decided, what will you do then?”
Nan Yuan didn’t even blink.
“If he’s more beautiful than me, I’ll be his subordinate. If I’m more beautiful, then I’ll… be his Demon Queen. That way, I’m not really taking advantage of him.”
“Cough—cough, cough, cough…”
The drunkard choked on his own saliva, coughing so hard he nearly hacked up a lung.
Nan Yuan gave him a look of pure disdain and tossed him a handful of magic crystals.
“Get me there, and you’ll be rewarded further.”
She had heaps of every kind of crystal anyway.
Xu Xiaotang was no longer clamoring to silence him.
“Yuan Yuan, this demon cultivator looks really dumb.”
“But Yuan Yuan, are you really going to be that demon’s queen? Isn’t that too much of a sacrifice?” This last was said in beast-speak.
Nan Yuan stroked its little tuft of fur and replied with divine sense: If I can’t get close, how can I kill him at the first chance?
It was only a title.
Even if she took it, it didn’t mean she had to fulfill the role.
The drunkard stared blankly at the magic crystals in his hand for a moment, then carefully put them away.
He pulled out a ghost-faced mask from somewhere and offered it to Nan Yuan.
“Fairy, to avoid drawing attention, you can wear this.”
Xu Xiaotang glanced at it and extended a paw.
“And what about me? Won’t I draw attention? Look at my sleek, glossy fur…don’t I stand out?”
The two adults ignored it completely.
The drunkard said, “There’s a place selling double-winged demon wolves. Should I take Fairy to buy one? There are ones with carriages and ones without. I think with just the two of us, buying one without a carriage is enough, and it’ll be faster.”
Nan Yuan’s expression didn’t change.
“Get one with a carriage. You’ll be the driver.”
The drunkard looked regretful.
“Alright, I’ll listen to Fairy.”
Nan Yuan, tired of hearing “Fairy” over and over, shot him a cool glance.
“Call me Lord.”
The drunkard nodded in panic.
“I heard this spirit beast call you Lord… Yuan Yuan. Then I shall call you Lord Yuan?”
For some reason, Nan Yuan felt that when this drunkard said Yuan Yuan, it carried a certain lingering tenderness that made her shiver.
But since his voice was so pleasant, the shiver actually felt rather nice.
So Nan Yuan allowed it.
From then on, one “Fairy” after another became one “Lord Yuan” after another.
Ignored, Xu Xiaotang wailed and went into self-imposed isolation.
It was a beast without any rights.
Poor little thing, boo hoo.
After sobering up, the drunkard seemed sharp and not so stupid anymore.
But he still miscalculated.
Nan Yuan, with the ghost-faced mask on, drew even more attention than without it.
Her stunningly beautiful yet cold face was hidden, but her voluptuous, willow-slim figure swayed through the bustling market.
It was like an enchanting spirit, exuding seduction, beckoning to everyone around: Come here, come closer~
The surrounding demon cultivators all stared, eyes going wide.
