Quick Transmigration: The Big Shot Has Gone Crazy Again - Chapter 50
Chapter 50
Without needing him to remind her, Nan Yuan already knew they had arrived, after all that palace ahead was bright enough and dazzling to the eye.
“Circle once above that palace,” Nan Yuan said.
Ah Qing, who was driving the carriage, paused at first, then quickly laughed and agreed, “Alright.”
His voice carried a hint of delight.
This was the Demon Palace of the mighty Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, how could anyone drive their carriage around it as they pleased? Even ordinary birds and beasts dared not fly over the palace, let alone living people.
But with the two in the carriage, one giving the order and the other carrying it out, no one found it strange.
The four double-winged demon wolves pulled the carriage steadily in circles above the Demon Palace, while Nan Yuan sat inside, admiring the palace below from every angle without missing a single detail.
The more she looked, the more she liked it.
Once she had enjoyed it enough, the demon wolves glided down, and the carriage landed smoothly.
Ah Qing lifted the curtain and reached out his hand to help the woman inside.
Nan Yuan fixed her gaze on him.
One hand held Little Xuetang, while the other rested lightly on his sleeve.
The tight line of Ah Qing’s mouth suddenly relaxed, curving faintly into a smile.
“Lord Yuan, I can only send you this far.”
Nan Yuan nodded and tossed him a handful of demon crystals.
“Take the carriage with you. It is yours.”
“Lord Yuan, your generosity truly knows no bounds.”
Ah Qing looked at her with a gentle smile, his voice soft and low.
“I wish you success in all your desires this time.”
With those words, he leapt onto the back of a demon wolf, glanced deeply at Nan Yuan, and then drove away.
Little Xuetang watched the carriage disappear into the distance and sighed, “I never thought the Demon Realm would have such warmhearted demon cultivators.”
It felt ashamed. At first it had even thought of killing him to silence him.
Nan Yuan stroked its fur and suddenly said, “You are still too young.”
Little Xuetang was confused.
“Squeak?”
What did that mean? Was she saying it was wrong, that this demon cultivator was not kindhearted but harbored ulterior motives?
But he had driven them all night, personally delivering them to the Demon Lord’s palace gates, and then left after. If that was not kindness, what was it?
Nan Yuan, patient enough with the little creature, patted its head and said, “That kind of carriage from the market…no matter how many crystals I gave him, he could never acquire such a luxurious wolf-drawn carriage. He concealed his cultivation and appearance. His status in the Demon Realm is not low.”
Little Xuetang did not understand.
“Then why did he keep pleasing Yuan Yuan?”
Nan Yuan paused, thought for a moment, and said, “Perhaps he covets my body?”
Little Xuetang: !
The little creature’s fur instantly stood on end.
“Yuan Yuan, I will kill that toad who dares dream of eating swan meat!”
Nan Yuan cast it a glance.
“Go on, then.”
Little Xuetang: “Eh?”
Was she not supposed to stop it?
Nan Yuan spoke lazily, “Good looks are common, an interesting soul is one in ten thousand. But I suppose with me, it is the other way around. My soul is dull, yet this body is one in ten thousand. If this body is coveted, I am not surprised.”
She was also willing to use this body to make things convenient.
For example, she intended to use it to catch the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord’s attention.
Proximity gave the greatest advantage, even in killing one had to seize the initiative.
Little Xuetang was speechless. Yuan Yuan’s self-awareness was truly accurate.
Nan Yuan carried Little Xuetang forward, but before long, the path ended.
Though the carriage had circled the palace, it had landed in a wide open space, so she still had to walk some distance to the main gates.
Now, however, the road to the palace was crammed with people—women, all of them.
At a glance it was a dense mass, like countless ants swarming together.
She had been too focused on admiring the beautiful palace earlier and had not noticed the crowd gathering outside.
She did not even know when they had gathered.
Even worse, people continued to pour in from all directions.
Nan Yuan glanced at a nearby female demon cultivator with her chest half exposed and began eavesdropping.
The coquettish demoness asked another, “Sister, where did you rush from? You received the news so quickly.”
The burly demoness twisted her orchid fingers, forcing her rough voice into a sharp pitch.
“How could I not hurry? This is the Demon Lord’s consort selection. Even if I were one hundred and eighty thousand miles away, I would still drag out my ancestral flying boat and rush here with my life on the line.”
The coquettish one asked, “Why is the Demon Lord suddenly choosing a consort? Did he tire of the one he favored in his harem?”
The orchid-fingered woman twisted her waist, broader than a man’s, and said, “Who knows? Men always like the new and discard the old, that is normal. Though he is choosing a consort this time, the other Demon Lords have harems of three thousand beauties. Perhaps some of us will be chosen to stay as consorts. Oh hoho.”
The coquettish one cupped her face in mock shyness.
“Ten years ago I was fortunate enough to see the Demon Lord once, and I have never forgotten him since. I would gladly warm his bed for a lifetime, hehe.”
Nan Yuan: …
That was a lot of information.
These female demon cultivators had rushed here overnight, even using their heirloom flying artifacts.
Clearly the news had been released at midnight.
The Demon Lord had announced his consort selection in the middle of the night, and in just one night, traffic jams had formed outside the palace?
Even the Demon Lord himself might not have expected such a spectacle.
Oh, this Demon Lord was dangerously alluring.
“The gates are opening! The first gate of the Demon Palace has opened!”
Excited shouts rose from the front.
But before long, several figures were thrown out, tracing neat arcs through the air, followed by shrill screams.
One landed right at the orchid-fingered demoness’s feet.
She quickly asked what had happened.
The woman on the ground, her face smeared thick with rouge as red as a monkey’s bottom, sobbed, “The gatekeeper told me to have some self-awareness, said I was too ugly and would sully the Demon Lord’s eyes. For the sake of my life, he told me to roll away as far as possible. It is too cruel, sob sob, my poor heart has been trampled!”
Nan Yuan: …
The orchid-fingered demoness hesitated and asked her companion, “Sister, do you think I look alright?”
The other replied with a blatant lie, “Sister, though you are a bit tall and strong, your face is like flowers that put the moon to shame. Do not belittle yourself.”
The monkey-face on the ground rolled her eyes and fainted.
Before long, more arcs filled the air.
Soon, the ground was crowded, the sky too was crowded, blocked by flying women, making for a spectacular sight.
The line of women was shrinking with incredible efficiency.
Nan Yuan watched as the orchid-fingered and the coquettish ones were each grabbed by a palace guard at the gate, one in each hand, and tossed away with piercing screams.
“No, I am as beautiful as sinking fish and falling geese, as radiant as the moon and flowers. Why is this happening to me—”
“Ah—I have not even seen the Demon Lord yet, I am not reconciled—”
When it was Nan Yuan’s turn, she had not even removed her mask before the head guard instantly switched his grim face to a sycophantic smile.
Bowing slightly, he gestured politely, “Your figure, your bearing, at a glance it is clear you are extraordinary. The Demon Lord will certainly be pleased. Please proceed directly to the third gate.”
Nan Yuan: …
