The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 51.1

The moment her tears fell, Mu Linglong’s mind raced with conflicting thoughts, both good and bad. She knew she shouldn’t place too much hope in a human, as her own identity couldn’t withstand the cold calculus of self-interest. She had never dared to gamble, lacking the intelligence to read human hearts or understand their nature.

Yet she also understood something else: her tears were genuinely for Li Ju.

The sight of Li Ju’s blood was too glaring, the pain so intense that it overwhelmed her tear ducts, forcing tears to flow uncontrollably.

The single tear transformed into a gemstone, gently landing in Li Ju’s palm.

What should she do next?

Stab Li Ju again with her own hand? Or save her?

Mu Linglong cradled the unconscious Li Ju, quietly studying the dagger embedded in her abdomen. The weapon perfectly reflected the Merman’s nature, even its hilt encrusted with jewels, as if to flaunt its value.

Her bloodstained fingers trembled as they approached the dagger. Mu Linglong’s face was as cold as frost, her composure absolute. Bathed in the moonlight, she resembled a goddess fallen to the mortal realm, her ethereal purity undiminished even by the blood staining her right hand—merely an accentuation of her otherworldly grace.

Ah! Host! Stop pretending to be unconscious! Wake up!

The female lead is about to finish you off!

System 666, sprawled in the control room, erupted into a shrill alarm. Mu Linglong’s actions were beyond anything it had anticipated. Who could have imagined that the usually delicate and easily flustered Mu Linglong possessed such a cold and ruthless side?

System 666’s frantic cries temporarily diverted Li Ju’s attention, easing her mind from the throbbing pain in her abdomen.

As for the system’s worries, Li Ju remained unmoved, continuing her Oscar-worthy performance.
Suddenly, Mu Linglong stopped.

She tilted her head back, gazing mockingly at the crescent moon. The silvery arc reminded her of Li Ju’s ever-smiling eyes.

“Forget it,” Mu Linglong said softly. “I admit defeat. I can’t kill her.”

In this battle against her own conscience, she had won, vanquishing reason.

But Mu Linglong couldn’t be sure whether she had truly won or lost in reality.

She had shown mercy to Li Ju, refraining from delivering the final blow. What about Li Ju?

Her eyes clear and piercing, Mu Linglong bent down to cradle Li Ju in her arms. Her gaze swept over the dagger embedded in Li Ju’s abdomen. “I hope you won’t disappoint me,” she murmured.

Her murmured words were unusually clear in the night. Li Ju remained calm and composed, as if she were the one who hadn’t been injured.

Thank goodness, the female lead is still following the plot.

Host, you’re amazing! I was so startled by Mu Linglong’s sudden change of expression.

No wonder you’re the Host I’m bound to, while I’m just a support system.

Li Ju replied calmly, “Being reserved and afraid of humans doesn’t mean Mu Linglong is a pushover. Have you forgotten how she retaliated against that drunkard the other day?”

She wasn’t surprised by Mu Linglong’s transformation. Having her true identity exposed was a life-threatening crisis, and Mu Linglong’s reaction was exactly what she had anticipated.

What Li Ju hadn’t expected was Mu Linglong’s presence at the Black Market. Otherwise, she would have definitely dodged Mu Rongguang’s dagger.

It was System 666’s urgent warning that forced her to take the blow, successfully triggering a crucial plot point.

After all, how could a “reveal” scene not be considered important?

Weakly leaning against Mu Linglong’s embrace, Li Ju finally realized that this woman who had always been so accommodating was actually incredibly light and soft, like a wisp of cloud. She was also a woman who needed to be cared for.

Mu Linglong’s deliberately understated appearance was now impossible to maintain. Li Ju, cradled in her arms, had been stabbed in the abdomen, her blood staining the hem of Mu Linglong’s black robe. Those who recognized Li Ju rushed to fetch Qin Peipei.

Qin Peipei was currently haggling fiercely with a vendor, refusing to budge on the price.

But when she heard about Li Ju’s injury, she slammed her hand on the table and immediately agreed to the vendor’s terms.

“Where’s my sister?”

“Flower Snake is watching her! Master Fugui is being held by a woman in a baseball cap, and Flower Snake didn’t dare leave in case something happened.”

Qin Peipei’s face darkened with fury. “Damn it! Who’s the blind bastard who dared to hurt my sister? Was it that woman in the baseball cap?”

“I don’t know. Flower Snake recognized Master Fugui and sent me to find you.”

Qin Peipei dashed over like a whirlwind. When she saw Mu Linglong, she demanded suspiciously, “I’ve never seen someone like you around here before. Do you even want to keep those eyes of yours? You could have hurt anyone, but you dared to hurt my sister!”

Mu Linglong glared at the oppressive crowd surrounding her. Her simmering impatience finally boiled over. She loathed humans!

Under normal circumstances, Mu Linglong would never have acted this way. But with her mind consumed by Li Ju’s injuries, she had no patience to worry about her own behavior.

“Enough talk. Save her first.”

Her eyes locked onto Qin Peipei, her face obscured except for those striking, painterly eyes. Their unique shape and depth hinted at a beauty that needed no further confirmation.
Qin Peipei felt a strange familiarity with those eyes, as if she’d seen them somewhere before. But she had no time to dwell on it. With a grave expression, she led Mu Linglong to a secluded area.

The air here was thick with the medicinal scent. A slender woman wearing an eye patch emerged to treat the injuries. Her frail frame and pale complexion, devoid of color even in her lips, suggested poor health.

“This is… What happened to her?” Mu Linglong asked, laying Li Ju gently on the sickbed.

Qin Peipei, her heart aching for Li Ju’s well-being, urged her impatiently, “Sai Xishi, stop asking so many questions and just save her!”

Sai Xishi scanned them with her good right eye and said coldly, “You two, leave.”

Mu Linglong shot a sideways glance at Qin Peipei, who immediately agreed. “This is Sai Xishi,” Qin Peipei explained. “She’s dedicated her life to pursuing beauty, though she’s never quite achieved it. Still, her medical skills are unparalleled, and she only practices in the Black Market. Let’s go outside and not delay my sister’s treatment.”

Sai Xishi let out a haughty snort and nudged the door open with her knee, sending the two women out.

Mu Linglong stood silently outside, her arms crossed. Qin Peipei had no intention of letting her off the hook. “You’d better not be the one who hurt my sister,” she pressed. “The truth will come out when she wakes up.”

Mu Linglong’s mind was a whirlwind of worries. She was torn between her exposed identity and her inability to kill Li Ju, while also puzzling over why Mu Rongguang had attacked Li Ju in the first place. The tangled thoughts gave her a splitting headache.

“I arrived just as she was being stabbed,” she said coldly. “Ask her yourself when she wakes up if you don’t believe me.”

“What were you doing at the Black Market?”

Mu Linglong’s eyes flickered with unease as she glanced at Qin Peipei. “Buying gemstones,” she replied. “Cheap gemstones. What’s wrong with that?”

“Buying gemstones? Fine, I’ll remember that. When my sister wakes up, I’ll ask her. If you’re innocent, I’ll take care of getting you those gemstones.”

Mu Linglong eyed her suspiciously. “You have connections?”

“You can tell you’ve never been to the Black Market before—you’re such a greenhorn. Even here, gemstones don’t circulate in bulk. Forget about getting them cheap; finding them at market price is a miracle. The Mu Clan used to have a stranglehold on the gemstone trade, and even though they’ve been brought down, others have taken their place. So, finding large quantities of gemstones at low prices is pure luck. It’s downright eerie how the Mu Clan controlled the gemstone channels. I’ve never even seen a middleman dealing in them at the Black Market. Were those people really that loyal to the Mu Clan? What a waste—no matter how loyal they were, the Mu Clan still went bankrupt.”

Mu Linglong felt a mix of emotions. Loyalty? she thought. It was just family members bound by shared secrets. That’s why Qin Peipei saw it as a stable channel—because we all guarded the same secret.

Mu Linglong’s reaction clearly displeased Qin Peipei, who pressed, “What kind of gemstones are you looking for?”

“Anything will do.”

“There’s a handsome man who’s been looking for people at the Black Market lately. I remember seeing him with a bunch of gemstones. Maybe I could introduce you two and earn a referral fee.”

Mu Linglong’s intuition told her it must be Mu Rongguang. She pursed her lips and said casually, “We’ll see. I’m not in a hurry.”

Qin Peipei stared at her for a moment, muttering something under her breath. Mu Linglong didn’t bother analyzing her words; her thoughts had already drifted to Li Ju.

In the room, Sai Xishi put on her gloves and was about to lift Li Ju’s hem when someone gripped her wrist tightly. Sai Xishi looked up and met Li Ju’s cold, indifferent gaze.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. “When did you wake up?”

“Sai Xishi, give me anesthesia.”

Li Ju’s voice carried a warning chill. Sai Xishi awkwardly withdrew her hand, stubbornly retorting, “I was already planning to give you anesthesia. I wouldn’t waste my medicine otherwise.”

Li Ju lay back down, closing her eyes and waiting quietly for Sai Xishi to treat her.

She had issued that warning because she had noticed Sai Xishi’s gaze lingering on her face for a moment earlier. Li Ju didn’t want too many people in the Black Market to see her face; having one trustworthy person like Qin Peipei was enough.

Sai Xishi huffed indignantly, but a sliver of apprehension lingered in her heart. She hadn’t expected Li Ju to remain so composed even in this situation, and she couldn’t be sure if Li Ju had seen through her intentions. In any case, Sai Xishi dutifully treated the wound before gesturing Qin Peipei in with a sour expression to take her away.

But Qin Peipei was a step too slow. Mu Linglong moved even faster.

“I’ll carry her,” Mu Linglong said, her arms strong and slender.

Her face remained obscured, radiating an air of mystery. Seeing her steadily cradle Li Ju, Qin Peipei scrutinized Mu Linglong from head to toe, unable to reconcile her appearance with that of a trained fighter.

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