Every Assassination of the Immortal Lord Fails [Book Transmigration]

Yuan Qinghang transmigrated into a book. The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself running a sword through the heart of the book’s protagonist, Ning Duo, a genius sword cultivator from the Sword Sect.

The next instant, the peerlessly handsome and snow-cold immortal turned his sword around and returned the favor with a thrust through Yuan Qinghang’s heart.

This was the angst-filled, melodramatic novel Immortals and Demons Apart, and Yuan Qinghang was its greatest villain, the young heir of the Demon Sect.

Beautiful and cunning, sinister and ruthless.

He began refining qi at six, established his foundation at nine, and, once grown, led a host of demonic cultivators to slaughter the righteous and frame the protagonist.

His final fate as the ultimate villain was to be killed with a single sword thrust and fall off a cliff.

Yuan Qinghang: “…System, big bro, can you pick a different point for me to transmigrate? This starting situation is a little too hellish.”

System: “Sure. Let’s go back to when you first met as children.”

Yuan Qinghang opened his eyes again. He was in the alchemy chamber of the Demon Sect’s dungeon, with the protagonist as a little boy, cute as a doll, tied to a stone bed while Yuan Qinghang tortured him, planning to turn him into a living medicine experiment for fun.

Yuan Qinghang: “…I just want to know, is it still in time to turn over a new leaf?”

To protect himself and avoid a gruesome death, Yuan Qinghang nervously set out to put the plot back on track.

He gently detoxified and treated the poor protagonist, taking meticulous care of him;

He grew up alongside the protagonist, a beautiful, powerful, and tragic young man, helping him uncover the mystery of his origins and investigate an old injustice from the Immortal Sect years ago;

And finally, together with the protagonist, he faced life and death, fought the world, and became lifelong confidants, famous best buddies!!!

…

Huh? Wait, the plot seemed to have run off like a wild horse, galloping in some strange direction

The righteous immortal’s gaze grew hotter and hotter, and his once-cold words grew bolder and bolder.

Until one day, the cold-hearted immortal pinned Yuan Qinghang down in a secluded place, his face expressionless. “You tried to kill me again and again back then. Isn’t it time I make you beg for death?”

Much later, Yuan Qinghang clamped his teeth on the quilt, tears streaming down his face as he cried, “I knew I’d get stabbed with a sword for opposing the protagonist, but I didn’t know that becoming the male lead’s best buddy meant getting ‘stabbed’ with another kind of sword… Sob, sob~~”

Immortal: …

Cold, aloof, powerful immortal top × beautiful as spring flowers, wicked and ruthless (not really) Demon Sect heir bottom

I forsook the moonlit past for the days ahead,

And should regret that we ever crossed paths.

All I ask is to keep my vow in this life,

Why ask the sword to show me the way home?

Thanks to the lovely reader “Xiao 5” for drawing the cover~~

Coming soon: Can I Keep Your Tentacles?

The moment young Xiao Sang from a junkyard planet boarded a smuggler’s ship, the damned interstellar customs frigate blew it up, launching him into an interstellar arena.

Fighting, hunting, livestreaming… Hey, why is this tentacle monster that latched on while escaping and made a nest in his hair so soft and sticky? Is it scared too?

Poor thing. Maybe it’s the juvenile form of a failed mental entity, forcibly separated from its sentinel master?

…That night, on the interstellar livestream channel’s night-vision cameras, the little tentacle monster grew into a huge, ferocious shapeshifter.

After viciously fighting, slaughtering mercilessly, and smashing every obstacle in its way, the giant creature retracted its claws and fangs and meekly crawled back into the boy’s messy hair.

The interstellar audience: …What the hell is this? This is ridiculous.

Ever since leading an interstellar customs operation, Gu Lingfeng, the Federation’s young marshal, had fallen ill.

He was unconscious during the day, while his mental energy fluctuated violently at night. All his vital signs were so chaotic it seemed he could explode at any moment.

Worst of all, he couldn’t summon his mental entity at all.

Until one day, his family doctor happened to glance up at the television mounted on the wall.

Oh!

“Marshal, good news! Your son’s mysteriously missing mental entity has been found.”

“Ah, that’s wonderful! Where is it?”

“The bad news is, it seems to have gone mad and taken the enemy for its father.”

…Xiao Sang warily hugged the little tentacle monster that had been his only companion. “You’re saying this is a fragment of your mental entity?”

The ice-cold, handsome young marshal of the Federation replied expressionlessly, “Yes. Thank you for comforting it all this time.”

Xiao Sang: “I haven’t been comforting it at all!”

“That’s not the point. The point is, I’m taking it home.”

Xiao Sang: “But it’s clutching my hair like its life depends on it. It doesn’t even seem to recognize you.”

The marshal thought for a moment, and the shadow of a gigantic, fearsome tentacle monster appeared behind him.

“Hello. Let me introduce you: this is my original mental entity. Can you take both of them?”

Theme: Justice lies in the hearts of the people