When the Villainess Transmigrates as the Heroine of a Sadistic Novel [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Entertainment Circle

“Master, Master! I beg you, do not kill my Brother Xiao!”

A voice rose in desperate plea, trembling with a sorrow that could cut through bone. Ning Yunqing lowered her gaze, gently tilting up the chin of the woman kneeling at her feet. Her phoenix eyes, slightly narrowed, overflowed with amusement but lacked even a shred of mercy. “Xue’er, have I not treated you well?”

The woman called Xue’er trembled, her eyes darting away, not daring to meet the gaze of the person on the throne. Ning Yunqing continued, “I brought you back to the palace from the freezing snow when you were on the brink of death. I detoxified your body, provided you with warmth and food, taught you to read, and bestowed upon you my martial arts. Is this how you repay me?”

Her icy gaze shot toward the center of the hall, where a handsome man was pinned to the ground by several disciples. He glared back at Ning Yunqing with indignant rage.

Ning Yunqing sneered. “Bringing such a piece of trash to assassinate me.” Catching a glint of silver from Xue’er’s sleeve out of the corner of her eye, she let out a cold laugh. With a flick of her sleeve, the hidden dagger flew true, piercing straight into the chest of the man in the hall.

“Ugh…” Blood gushed from his chest. The man raised a trembling hand, gasping out, “Xue’er.” Then, with a look of eternal regret, he departed from the world of the living.

“No! Brother Xiao!” Xue’er shook like chaff, tears erupting from her eyes. She tried to rush to him, but her legs felt like lead. She stumbled and collapsed after only two steps. Even so, she dragged herself forward using her arms until she reached his side. She grasped his hand and smiled tenderly. “Brother Xiao.”

The disciples standing on either side were moved, many turning their heads away, unable to watch. Yet, Ning Yunqing sat unmoved. She meticulously wiped her longsword, a slight curve at the corner of her lips. With a casual toss, the blade flew straight toward Xue’er.

With a soft cry, the female protagonist of this world breathed her last.

“Xue’er, I hope in your next life, you learn the meaning of gratitude.” As the haunting words fell, the scenery began to warp. In the next instant, Ning Yunqing was back in the Main God Space.

Words flickered onto a pitch-black screen:

[Congratulations, 0527. You have successfully completed the “Ruthless and Cruel” mission: Break up twenty couples in a row. Total accumulated points: 90 million. You can return to the real world by spending 10 million points. Do you wish to choose this?]

Ning Yunqing reached out and hit “Cancel.” She opened the mission log to select her next task. “Cruel and Heartless,” “Cold-blooded,” “Merciless Flower-Destroyer”… she checked off every villainous mission that didn’t require a romantic subplot. She frowned slightly; she had lost track of how long she had been in this space, but she had never forgotten that person or her purpose for staying. Aside from her, she refused to have a romantic connection with anyone else—even if it was just an act.

[Only 10 million more points to make a wish. Are you going to give up now, Ning Yunqing?]

Her eyelashes fluttered. Ning Yunqing’s expression sharpened as she stared at the electronic screen. “I didn’t expect the ‘Main God,’ who manages ten thousand affairs a day, to know my name.”

[0527, top of the leaderboard. You cleared the “Killing Game” ultimate mode without using points to enhance yourself, and you cleared every single-player mission devoid of romantic ties. How could I not know someone like you?]

Ning Yunqing let out a derisive laugh, her hands clenching. People called her the first person to clear the “Killing Game,” but she knew the truth: she didn’t clear it alone. More importantly, she had her lover—Yin Fengxuan.

She remembered they were just about to reach 10 million points; they only had to kill one demonic boss to return to reality together. But they had underestimated the boss. They, who had been invincible, couldn’t even touch the hem of the boss’s robe.

The last memory she had was trying to distract the boss so Fengxuan could launch a sneak attack. Unexpectedly, the boss merely raised a finger, and a bolt of lightning struck—so fast she couldn’t dodge. In a blur, she saw a figure throw themselves in front of her. In a world where only the two of them existed, it was obviously Fengxuan. She tried to stop her, but the purple light blinded her eyes and shattered her spirit. When she woke up, she was back in the Space with 10 million points, and the “Killing Game” was marked as complete.

In the Space, 10 million points allows you to return to reality. 20 million allows you to resurrect someone who died in the Space. Panic-stricken by Fengxuan’s disappearance, Ning Yunqing stayed behind to grind for points. When she finally reached 20 million, she went to the resurrection list, only to find that Yin Fengxuan—ID 1314—was not on it.

If a name isn’t on the list and they didn’t teleport back, the only explanation was that they had returned to reality. But she knew Fengxuan. They had faced life and death together too many times; Fengxuan would never abandon her.

To find the truth, Ning Yunqing chose the ultimate path: accumulate 100 million points to make a wish directly to the Main God to bring her lover back.

“Great God Ning, you have 90 million points already. Why not spend 10 million to go back? The remaining 80 million would make you a billionaire in reality. Why stay and make things hard for us small-timers?” A man nearby grumbled. He had finally made it to the end of a mission, only to run into the top ranker and lose everything.

Ning Yunqing ignored him. Suddenly, more words appeared:

“0527, how about a deal? Give me half your points, and I’ll give you a new mission.”

Ning Yunqing frowned. Half her points represented a massive amount of time and effort. Was it worth discarding just to avoid a fake romance?

“0527, you should know you aren’t popular here. Many people hate you because you prevent them from completing missions. A crowd of them pooled 25 million points just to ask me to make things difficult for you…”

Ning Yunqing was speechless. The people in this space were truly pathetic.

“The mission I’m giving you involves them. You need to live in worlds they created—playing the role of the “Tragic Heroine”. During this time, the creators of those worlds will try to torment you. I’ll give you a moment to consider.”

While the Main God went to negotiate with the smirking man nearby, Ning Yunqing hesitated. “If I clear this mission, how many points do I get?”

“Uncertain.”

She frowned, but then she saw the next line and clicked “Accept” without a second thought:

“However, in this mission, you can see 1314.”

A new entry appeared in red: “When the Villain Transmigrates as the Tragic Heroine.” The rules: Transmigrate into sadistic worlds created by other players. You don’t have to endure the abuse; you can act according to your villainous nature. To clear a world, you must find the Yin Fengxuan of that world and make her fall in love with you. Note: Yin Fengxuan’s appearance will differ in each world, and the difficulty increases. Points can be used to communicate with the Main God.

The space began to shake. Ning Yunqing’s expression was dazed as one last line appeared:

“Doubling the points naturally comes with perks. 0527, enjoy the game. I look forward to our next meeting.”

“Me too,” she whispered, her lips curling upward as she vanished.

When her vision cleared, Ning Yunqing found herself in a modern office building. She was sitting outside a room, looking through a wall of frosted glass at the silhouettes of a man and a woman. The door wasn’t fully closed, and voices drifted out.

“Your eye for talent was okay this time. The girl has a good face, but her acting is trash. I won’t let her be in my movie,” a woman said calmly.

The man argued, “Trash? She said three words before you kicked her out. How can you tell if she can act?”

The woman replied nonchalantly, “Those three words were ‘Um,’ ‘Uh,’ and ‘Ah.’ She can’t even memorize lines, and you want me to give her a role?”

“It’s just a minor supporting character,” the man scoffed.

The woman hummed. “A single piece of rat droppings can ruin a whole pot of porridge.”

As the two bickered inside, Ning Yunqing—the subject of their discussion—remained calm. She leaned her chin on her hand and closed her eyes to absorb the memories of this body.

The body shared her name but had a tragic fate. Her father was a gambling addict. When she was a freshman in high school, her mother got cancer. She dropped out to work and saved every penny for the medical bills, only for her drunken father to beat her and steal the money. Eventually, her mother committed suicide to stop being a burden, leaving a tiny hidden sum for Ning Yunqing to return to school. She hid it carefully, but her father eventually beat her into surrendering that as well.

Now, her father had used his shady friends to forge her credentials as an “art student” from a famous school to lure a “sugar daddy.” The man inside was the “sugar daddy” she caught—Yin Ziming, the crown prince of Shihua Film and Television. He liked her pure face and brought her here to the company to get her in through the “back door” for a movie role.

“Enough. Stop wasting your breath. I won’t agree. Leave,” the woman inside said coldly.

Ning Yunqing’s lips twitched. The back door was blocked. It seemed this woman might be the first “hurdle” the other players set for her.

“Everyone knows Director Yin’s movies always get high scores and awards. If Yunqing just shows her face in your film, she can skip years of struggling. Sis, give me some face. Just give her a role,” Master Yin tried a softer approach.

But the woman didn’t bite. “I said no. I have to be responsible for my films. Leave.”

Insulted, Master Yin—who had “Prince Syndrome” from being spoiled—lost his temper. He slammed the table and stood up, shouting without any grace: “Yin Fengxuan! Don’t forget I’m the one in charge of Shihua now! Believe it or not, I’ll cut your funding and kill your project!”

Yin Fengxuan?!

Ning Yunqing snapped her eyes open. Her memory transfer halted abruptly. She stood up, walked to the door, and pushed it open without waiting for an answer.

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