The Vicious Beauty Faked His Death Three Times [Transmigration]

Lin Qinghan has transmigrated into a book. Specifically, he’s entered a “starting-point style” harem novel after reading only the first page. He is now a cannon fodder obstacle on the protagonist’s road to counterattack.

The Good News: The Dragon Aotian protagonist, Ling Yanhe, has a magnificent life filled with countless villains. If Lin Qinghan finishes his plotlines, he can go home.

The Bad News: He has to play three different roles. From a personal servant to a malicious senior disciple, and finally to a cold, hypocritical Sect Leader—he’s performed every cliché villainous trope in the book.

Lin Qinghan’s performance was top-tier. In just three years, he achieved the “Grand Slam of Fake Deaths.” But nobody told him that if the plot collapses, he’d be forced back for a second shift.

Lin Qinghan, currently being camped at his respawn point: “Wait… this isn’t in the script! And why is the protagonist looking at me like that??”

The Male Lead’s Perspective:

Ling Yanhe was the legitimate eldest son of a prestigious immortal family, but because he was born with Heavenly Demon Bones, his life was cursed with misfortune. To get what he wanted, he was willing to pay any price.

Until he began meeting the same person over and over again.

• The First Time: They fell off a cliff together. Ling Yanhe watched coldly as his servant pretended to suffer with him while secretly plotting his death. Ling Yanhe showed no mercy when planting a Heart Demon Curse on him. Yet, at the critical moment, the servant betrayed him only to sacrifice his own life to help Ling Yanhe awaken his Demon Bones and ascend the path to immortality. Ling Yanhe stood in silence as the fire consumed everything, eventually taking away a jade pendant the man had intentionally left behind.

• The Second Time: Ten years later, a malicious senior disciple pushed him into a forbidden zone. The man was narrow-minded, yet he had those same eyes—filled with sighs, pity, and mockery, like a high-and-mighty bystander. Ling Yanhe thought: Perhaps… he has his reasons. Sure enough, he died by the man’s sword again, only to gain an ancient divine sword and awaken his spiritual roots because of it. This time, Ling Yanhe dug up the man’s grave and slept beside the body for a day and a night before leaving, looking forward to their next encounter.

• The Third Time: Ling Yanhe was discredited and hunted. The hypocritical Sect Leader, in front of everyone, kissed the corner of his lips before pushing him into the abyss—sending him far away from the danger zone. Ling Yanhe swore never to let him be hurt again. But by the time he claimed the throne of the Demon Sovereign and marched on the Immortal Realm, the man chose to commit suicide to help him unite the world. Holding the cold body, Ling Yanhe’s Dao Heart shattered, and he fell completely into the demonic path.

Five Years Later

Inside the Han Chamber of the Demon Realm’s Palace, moonlight spills like water. A young immortal, blindfolded, is half-submerged in a cold spring, letting out muffled, strained groans. The mist dyes his collarbones a faint pink, and the faint sound of rattling chains echoes from beneath the water.

The Supreme Sovereign of the Demon Realm, dressed in black, kneels by the shore. He submissively braids his beloved’s hair, ignoring how the water soaks his priceless robes. His voice is laced with a doting smile:

“Senior Brother… don’t move.”

“This cold spring is good for your injuries…”

“The Dual Cultivation inscriptions are a bit hard to endure…”

“If you stop running, I’ll unlock the chains for you. Deal?”

MC: “Wait, bro? I gave you ‘cheats’ to level up, and you want to sleep with me?”

Also MC: “Is the ‘healing’ you’re talking about even legal?”