The Villain I Loved Has Broken Free and Transmigrated Out of the Story - Chapter 5

The worst-case scenario flashed through Yin Ya’s mind, making her heart sink. Yet she instantly mastered her expression, maintaining perfect composure.

Don’t panic! The ancient Big Villain had no idea what a cell phone was. Even if she was being watched, the villain wouldn’t understand what Yin Ya was looking at unless she started acting suspicious!

Yin Ya steadied herself, pulled the phone from her pocket, and turned to face Cang Lanyan.

“Cell phones have countless uses. What would you like to know about?” she asked calmly, forcing a smile as she held up the device.

Cang Lanyan frowned, pondering for a long moment before speaking. “I originally thought it was merely a source of light. I never imagined it could also record text.”

Yin Ya secretly sighed in relief. “It’s usually used by the Human Clan as a communication artifact, kind of like… a messenger pigeon.”

“Ah, pigeon post. That explains it.” Cang Lanyan accepted the explanation without doubt, her expression lighting up with sudden understanding.

Since Cang Lanyan had filled in the explanation herself, Yin Ya didn’t elaborate further. She put away the phone and turned back to organizing her computer desk.

“Standing is too tiring. You can just read here from now on,” Yin Ya said to Cang Lanyan, who was watching her. She closed her laptop and started unplugging the various cables.

After tidying up, Yin Ya picked up her laptop and strode directly to the bedroom, secretly delighted.

The rental apartment was so small. Fortunately, the Big Villain had requested the lower bunk last night; otherwise, Yin Ya would have had to worry about finding a new writing spot.

But as soon as she moved the laptop to the upper bunk, Yin Ya looked at the Light Screen still surrounding her and thought of another problem.

What should she do about the Surveillance Spell left by the Big Villain?

Based on her understanding of the Big Villain, this demon has adapted to new things quickly. She might not even know all the common characters today, but tomorrow she could be clutching a phone and reading novels.

Yin Ya didn’t dare write under the Surveillance Spell. Relying on luck would only speed up her downfall.

As she reconnected the various cables to the laptop, Yin Ya kept pondering the problem, growing increasingly perplexed.

She considered herself an ordinary human. To a Guardian God accustomed to observing the masses, she was neither special nor worth guarding against—oh, right, the Big Villain was also immortal. Even her own author still didn’t know how to deal with her.

If that’s the case, why would the flawless Big Villain waste her spiritual power to specifically cast a Surveillance Spell on her?

Since she couldn’t figure this out, Yin Ya couldn’t persuade Cang Lanyan to withdraw the Surveillance Spell. Without understanding the other’s needs, any conversation would be like talking to a duck—it would be pointless, their thought processes completely mismatched.

After plugging in her laptop, Yin Ya shoved it onto the bedside table and decided to put writing aside for now. She’d focus on getting acquainted with the Big Villain first, then figure out the rest later.

At the very least, she needed to find out if the Big Villain was staying in the Human Realm to search for her creator.

As soon as Yin Ya stepped out of the bedroom, she saw Cang Lanyan already seated at the computer desk. The dictionary lying flat on the table was still flipping through pages at a terrifying speed, creating an eerie, unsettling scene.

She couldn’t use her phone, and she couldn’t disturb the Big Villain while she was “reading.” For a moment, Yin Ya didn’t know what to do.

After a moment’s thought, she decided to go into the bathroom and clean the bathtub.

Yin Ya loved soaking in the bathtub when she wanted to relax. The tub was surrounded by a clutter of bottles and boxes filled with dried flowers, essential oils, and other bath products.

However, for demons with heightened senses, such overpowering scents could be overwhelming. It was usually best to store these items in a cabinet.

After all, the Merman Clan loved water, and Cang Lanyan was no exception. Even though her cultivation level was high enough to allow her to stay on land for extended periods, the Big Villain would still eagerly take the opportunity to soak in water whenever possible.

With this thought in mind, Yin Ya turned on the light. But before she could reach the bathtub, her steps froze.

She hadn’t turned on the light this morning when she washed up, so the dim bathroom had been hard to see in. But now was different.

She saw that half the bathroom was still wet, and the detergent bottles she’d left on the floor were lying askew. The bathtub also had half a tub of water in it, and something seemed to be blocking the drain at the bottom, preventing the water from draining.

Yin Ya thought it was hair. She leaned over and reached in. The slippery texture she felt sent goosebumps racing across her body.

What is this?!

Terrified, she yanked the slippery thing out, accompanied by the sound of flowing water. Only then did she clearly see what she was holding.

…It looked like a jellyfish.

Yin Ya had recently watched educational videos about jellyfish for research. A barrage of “jellyfish are poisonous” warnings flashed through her mind, and she even felt her hand going numb.

Before her entire body went numb, she cradled the jellyfish and bolted out of the bathroom, desperately pleading to the only possible culprit: “Lord God! The jellyfish stung me!”

The bathroom disaster was definitely the Big Villain’s doing! Yesterday afternoon, after her bath, the bathtub had been perfectly fine!

But no sooner had she spoken than she felt the jellyfish in her hand grow light. With a pop, it dissolved into a stream of light, drawn away by Cang Lanyan’s beckoning finger and absorbed into her palm.

“It’s just an inanimate replica. It can’t sting you,” Cang Lanyan said, looking up after retrieving the jellyfish.

Yin Ya: “……”

She lowered her head and examined the hand she’d used to grab the jellyfish. Sure enough, there wasn’t a single wound.

Ah, that’s right. The Big Villain can use her Spiritual Power to create illusions, but only of the outer appearance, not the inner qualities. The tingling in my hand just now was probably just my imagination running wild after that scare.

Yin Ya forced herself to maintain a smile, even as her expression threatened to crumble. “Did you want to use the bathtub?” she asked.

Cang Lanyan nodded simply, her voice gentle. “I saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I used it myself.”

“It’s fine,” Yin Ya continued, still smiling. “Next time you want to use something unfamiliar, just wake me up. Human Clan artifacts are finely crafted, but they’re delicate. If you use them incorrectly, they might even break right in front of you.”

The Big Villain’s elegant, aloof exterior had thoroughly deceived her. Yin Ya had to have been wearing rose-tinted glasses to think the Big Villain was the quiet, trouble-free type of Transmigrator!

After warning the Big Villain, Yin Ya wasn’t in the mood to clean the bathroom just yet. Seeing Cang Lanyan stop flipping through books, she took the opportunity to ask, “What exactly is this light you’re emitting?”

“Spiritual Power,” Cang Lanyan replied.

“What is spiritual power?” Yin Ya asked, feigning ignorance to reinforce her image as someone completely naive about such matters.

Cang Lanyan fell silent, as if pondering how to explain it to her. After a few seconds, she surprisingly echoed Yin Ya’s earlier explanation of electricity: “It’s kind of like the heat you get after burning something, I suppose.”

Yin Ya noticed that Cang Lanyan deliberately slowed her speech, likely to avoid stumbling over unfamiliar words.

“So it’s like your own built-in energy source,” Yin Ya added, helping to complete the explanation. She then added a compliment: “I saw it fly out from your hand, blue and shimmering, weaving a Light Screen before me like a dream. It was beautiful!”

A well-placed compliment can help bridge the gap between people.

“Is it?” Cang Lanyan’s lips curved slightly. With a light lift of her finger, a tendril of spiritual power flowed from her fingertip, instantly transforming into a deep blue bellflower. She cradled it steadily, its petals glistening with dew-like droplets and radiating a soft, ethereal blue light.

Yin Ya froze, glancing at Cang Lanyan. For some reason, she felt the Big Villain’s face was practically screaming, “Watch this even more beautiful thing.”

The bellflower was indescribably beautiful. Yin Ya stared at it, mesmerized, as if some enchantment clung to the flower, bewitching her.

The moment the thought formed, she found herself walking toward it, reaching out.

When her fingertips touched the icy petals, a piercing pain shot through her heart, jolting her back to her senses. She jerked her hand back and looked down, but there was no wound.

What just happened?

“You’re completely unguarded,” Cang Lanyan said meaningfully.

Yin Ya was startled and bewildered. Before she could process the meaning of those words, Cang Lanyan transformed the bellflower back into spiritual power and absorbed it into her palm.

“Why don’t you tell me more about other artifacts?” Cang Lanyan abruptly changed the subject, cutting off any chance for Yin Ya to ask questions. “I know very little about the creations of the Human Clan.”

Having witnessed the state of the bathroom, Yin Ya had already been looking for an opportunity to introduce the Big Villain to new things, hoping to prevent the Ancient Demon from causing more trouble. Since the Big Villain had “sincerely” expressed her interest, Yin Ya had no reason to refuse. She led Cang Lanyan to various appliances and began explaining them.

“These are lamps, used for lighting. Although they look strange and are all different, they’re all lamps. The Human Clan doesn’t use candles or oil lamps. They just turn on the switch connected to the lamp. I’ll show you how to use them later.”

“This is a hair dryer. After bathing, humans use it to dry their hair. Before using it, you need to plug it in. This little dial adjusts the air flow and heat. How you set it depends on your needs. Uh, it’s a bit loud, so don’t blow it right next to your ears when you use it.”

“This is a refrigerator. It’s divided into three sections: fresh, cold, and frozen. It’s used to store food and medicine. Feel the temperature of each section—they’re all different, which affects how well the food stays fresh…”

When Yin Ya introduced the refrigerator, she deliberately opened the door. Before she could finish speaking, she saw Cang Lanyan reach into the fresh-keeping compartment, pull out a bottle of milk, and slowly turn it, examining the writing on the label.

“Why is the writing on this glass bottle so strange?” Cang Lanyan asked.

Yin Ya thought back. The Merman Clan usually inscribed containers meant as offerings to the gods.

Worried that the Big Villain might later mistake all labeled packaging for offerings, she hurried to explain, “This is a Human Clan rule. Most things sold in markets must have labels listing the origin, materials, ingredients, and such. It’s so they can be held accountable if something goes wrong.”

“What an interesting rule,” Cang Lanyan said, tapping the golden words “Fresh Milk” with her fingernail. “So this is cow milk sold in a Human Clan market?”

Yin Ya nodded. “Would you like to try some?”

Cang Lanyan studied the bottle a little longer before holding it out to her. “Please.”

Yin Ya twisted off the cap. Just as she was wondering if she should find the Big Villain a cup, she saw Cang Lanyan beckon to the bottle with a finger. A wobbling blob of milk rose from the neck and floated lazily to her lips.

“Please,” Cang Lanyan said, lowering her gaze.

Yin Ya: “……”

Is she testing for poison?!

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