Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

Jiang Rangrang has entered another mission. There's nothing she can do about it; the things she likes are all very expensive, and she doesn't have enough points, so she can only work harder.

And to be honest, I dated two people, then forgot about the other two. It didn't feel very good, and I feel a bit empty inside.

Everyone says the way to forget an old love is to find a new one, and she thinks that makes sense. But for the sake of her Daoist principles, she'll find another male lead.

The main problem is that no one in the Time and Space Bureau takes care of her, so she wants to go to the mission world to enjoy life.

This world is the physical embodiment of the novel "Master, Your Wife Has Run Away Again".

Does the title make it sound like a lighthearted, sweet romance novel? Actually, it's not at all.

The male protagonist is the leader of the infamous cult Wuwang Sect, and also the great demon in the eyes of the righteous path.

The female lead is a junior sister of a righteous sect, innocent and cute, who has been pampered since childhood.

After seeing her senior brothers, sisters, and masters running around in circles because of the chaos caused by the cult for the first time, she secretly decided to go undercover in the cult.

The male protagonist had never seen such an innocent and naive person before. In addition, she was small and cute, so he kept her around as a source of amusement.

What follows is a very cliché scenario: the male lead falls in love with the female lead and forces himself on her.

The female lead couldn't accept it, so she ran away while he chased her, caught her and she ran away again, and he caught her again.

Then, after many people from both the righteous and evil factions died, the female lead finally learned that the male lead had never done anything evil, and the story ended happily ever after.

Jiang Rangrang was speechless. Every time a supporting character or passerby suffered misfortune because of the love between the male and female leads, she would curse the author as brain-dead.

What did the supporting characters do wrong? What did the bystanders do wrong?

It's as if every time a deity falls in love, all living beings are doomed to perish. The people of the world are truly unlucky to have deities like you.

Jiang Rangrang, who had just finished reading the outline and was preparing to revise the script, had already arrived in the mission world and was currently in his sect's Forget-Worry Pavilion.

Yes, she just passed by the main room where her master and the others were having a meeting, and now it's time to leave a message and go undercover.

She was about to write a letter when she picked up the pen but instinctively froze for a moment, recalling a slightly tiring memory. She then shook her head and continued writing.

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I couldn't even stand myself after writing two characters; they were too ugly! I could never have mastered calligraphy in my entire past life.

[Hey 888, come on, give me some calligraphy practice tools.]

[Hmm, 100 points, calligraphy proficiency buff.]

With the buff applied, Jiang Rangrang's hand seemed to have its meridians opened up, and she quickly wrote a letter.

I admired my own beautiful calligraphy, and nodded with satisfaction before placing the letter under the inkstone.

Don't say that she didn't practice on her own so what's there to be proud of? Didn't she earn those points through hard work?

She's so proud! She loves getting something for nothing.

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Three days later, at the back mountain of the Wuwang Sect headquarters, a place also known as a forbidden area by its followers, not to mention that it is connected to the Ten Thousand Mountains, and once you go deep into it, you will never be able to get out.

For example, since their leader likes to stay in the back mountain when he has nothing to do, no one from the Wuwang Sect goes there. They are afraid that if their leader is in a bad mood, they will be beaten to death.

Jiang Rangrang was there at that moment, holding a small short sword, carefully following 888's navigation towards the male protagonist's base.

Seriously, she has an exceptionally good sense of direction.

But that was useless in the mountains; her sense of direction was useless here. She followed the directions given by 888 all the way from morning until afternoon.

If they don't get to their destination soon, she'll either be exhausted or have to spend the night in the mountains! No way!!!

[Host, the male lead is sleeping in the tree on the left.]

Jiang Rangrang perked up and acknowledged that he had received the message.

"Is anyone there?" she whispered, her soft, delicate voice sounding particularly out of place in the empty forest.

A moment later, she raised her voice a little: "Is anyone there?"

Xiao Wang frowned, his heart pounding at the sound. He opened his eyes in frustration and looked toward the source of the "noise."

Wearing a pink dress, she was lively and cute, with a chubby little face and big, flustered eyes. When she pursed her lips, her two dimples were particularly noticeable.

Xiao Wang's first reaction was: Cute.

I was stunned for a moment after thinking that to myself.

The next moment, his gaze sharpened.

Jiang Rangrang felt a cold wind sweep past her. Before she could turn around, her collar was grabbed and she was moved to another place.

"Ah!" Jiang Rangrang exclaimed briefly, but did not shout loudly.

"Where did you come from? Are you tired of living?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, yet his tone carried a hint of nonchalant indifference.

Jiang Rangrang didn't bother to look at the male lead's appearance, but instead looked at the spot where she had just been standing. A poisonous snake was pinned to a tree trunk by a hidden weapon and was still writhing.

Jiang Rangrang was terrified. She lunged forward, wailing, "Waaah... I'm just lost! This place is so scary, waaaah..."

Xiao Wang looked down at the pink creature that was hugging his waist, burying its face in his chest and making noises, and felt a little lost.

As far back as he could remember, no one had ever been this close to him.

He held his arms up, neither hugging her back nor pushing her away, simply enjoying the novelty he had never experienced before.

Jiang Rangrang didn't look up until she was tired of pretending to cry, and then she met a pair of eyes as black as ink.

He wore a long black robe with silver patterns, had long, narrow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and smiling lips. The half-smile at the corner of his lips made him look very... roguish and handsome!

He still bears a striking resemblance to the previous two male leads.

Sigh~ The authors are too lazy. They should come up with some new adjectives. All the male protagonists look so alike.

But it's pretty good too (ᴗˬᴗ*)

She blinked her reddened eyes and said pitifully, "Brother, can you take me away from here? I'm lost, this place is so scary..."

Xiao Wang lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was still clinging to him, looking at him with those big, grape-like eyes still wet with tears.

His Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Where do you want to go?"

Jiang Rangrang sniffed, her eyes glistening with tears: "I...I want to go to Lin'an Town...I'll never dare to take shortcuts again..."

A faint smile flickered across Xiao Wang's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

He pushed her away slightly and took a half-step back: "Lin'an Town? Come with me."

Jiang Rangrang asked innocently, "Can you find it, brother?"

"Um."

He responded with a soft "Follow me," and then repeated in a lazy voice, "Come with me."

Jiang Rangrang nodded obediently and clung to his back like an insecure, furry little animal, almost stepping on Xiao Wang's heels several times.

If she were ahead, she would have noticed that Xiao Wang was only walking back by muscle memory, because he had been distracted the whole time.

To be precise, his thoughts were constantly on her; all he could think about was:

How can she be so cute?

Why does it feel so good when she hugs me?

Are all women this soft?

But why does he feel so uncomfortable when he looks at other women?

She is different.

After summarizing the results, Xiao Wang stopped spacing out and occasionally glanced back at her, his gaze falling on her slightly trembling eyelashes before subtly looking away.

Behind the headquarters of the Wuwang Sect, there is a tall pavilion built of black stone and wood, which is Xiao Wang's residence.

Today, this pavilion welcomes its second human.