My Target Is the Young Demon Lord

Fake yandere, actually a goofy beauty x fake frail, actually a yandere world-destroying Demon Lord After an accident, Yan Shu transmigrated into the villainess of an old-school Mary Sue cultivation harem novel. System: [You can choose from four targets to pursue. They are:] a. A thankless mama's boy b. A self-important PUA expert c. A gold-digging pretty boy who freeloads off women System: [d...] Before it could finish, Yan Shu quickly said, "DDD, I choose D." Phew. Good thing I picked quickly. Who would pursue scummy trash like that? Even a dog wouldn't. System: [d. The Demon Lord who turned dark after you cut out his spiritual bone when he was young, leaving him to endure bone-deep agony day and night.] Beneath the full moon, Yan Shu looked at the black-robed youth lying not far away, covered in patches of blood and twisted with pain. The hand gripping her slender sword trembled slightly. Damn... Damn it! Am I really not allowed to have a normal target to pursue? Yan Shu transmigrated into the villainess of a melodramatic cultivation novel, a girl who had cut out the spiritual bone of a fellow disciple. That ordinary disciple was none other than the future Demon Lord who would turn dark and destroy the world. In the original story, the villainess was thrown into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cavern by the Demon Lord after he returned, where she was bitten by ghosts day and night, never to be reborn. Beneath the full moon, the exquisite, refined youth lay dying on the ground. His phoenix eyes were bloodshot, and blood stained his pale lips. Under the moonlight, he looked like a demon come into the world. Meeting those phoenix eyes filled with hatred, Yan Shu felt her survival instinct reach a new high. An extremely bold idea came to her. She walked step by step toward the youth on the ground, the one whose spiritual bone she'd cut out. Bending down, she gently caressed his bloodstained lips. Her exquisite features, bewitching and gorgeous as poppies, were full of an unhealthy, obsessive love and madness. "Now you'll never be able to leave me." As she spoke, she swallowed the jade-white spiritual bone in her hand, then lowered her head and passed the spiritual energy lingering between her lips into him. Yan Shu: Sob, sob, even I'm afraid of myself when I go crazy! Does it hurt? Then kiss me! After a lifetime of working 996, office drone Yan Shu wanted nothing but to lie flat in her new life. Unfortunately, she'd been given the script of a madwoman who couldn't have the one she loved, so she could only cry as she fought monsters and leveled up, keeping the future world-destroying Demon Lord imprisoned at her side. As a result, Yan Shu trained day and night, all 365 days of the year without a break. Even the donkey on a production line wasn't as hardworking as she was, yet she still couldn't keep up with the Little Demon Lord's rate of breakthrough. With the Little Demon Lord about to break through the restraints she'd placed on him, and his gaze growing more dangerous by the day, as if he might devour her whole at any moment, Yan Shu bristled. Damn it! Have you gone mad? Who are you trying to work to death? Time to give up! ---Say no to toxic competition. Start with me!--- ---Coming soon--- My Handsome, Rich Husband Never Comes Home Clear-headed little money-grubber x scheming, petty, jealous husband Jiang Xu stayed up all night reading a melodramatic, wealthy-family romance novel. In the book, a cannon-fodder villainess with the same name as her became rich by 500 billion after her husband, whom she'd married by agreement, died young. But because she got involved with the scumbag male lead at the funeral, a lawyer informed her that the 500 billion fortune originally meant for her had all been donated to charity. When Jiang Xu got to that part, she slapped the cheap bedframe, which cost just a few dozen yuan, so hard it shook the whole room. She wished she could transmigrate into the book and crack open the villainess's skull to let some sense in. Five hundred billion! Wasn't money the best thing ever? Who needed a lousy man?! Then she woke up and discovered she'd really transmigrated into the book, as the cannon-fodder villainess with the same name as her. At the funeral, Jiang Xu looked at the black coffin in the middle of the room. Thinking of the 500 billion about to slip away, she flung herself at it, pounded on the lid, and cried with heartfelt sincerity, "Sob, sob, husband, husband, how am I supposed to live without you!" The solemn, quiet atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze. Just then, a low male voice sounded above Jiang Xu, with a hint of coldness in it. "Jiang Xu, what are you going crazy about now?" Jiang Xu looked up blankly and froze when she saw the cold, handsome man beside her. She blurted out, "Hey, handsome, who are you?" Fu Qingzhou was nearly laughing with anger. "What, you were just hoping I'd die. Now you're pretending not to know me?" Jiang Xu: ??? One day, Fu Qingzhou suddenly gained the ability to read minds, but could only hear the thoughts of his wife, whom he'd married by agreement. And so... Jiang Xu: "Sob, sob, husband, I love you most." What Fu Qingzhou heard: [Sob, sob, I love your money most.] Jiang Xu: "Ah! Husband, you can't get together with her. What would I do if you did?" What Fu Qingzhou heard: [Ah! You lousy man, you can't get together with her. If you do, won't I get half the family fortune?] Jiang Xu: "Sob, sob, husband, I really don't want to divorce you!" What Fu Qingzhou heard: [Oh well, fine, let's get divorced. Even if I only get half the fortune, 250 billion is still a lot. Hehehe, hehehe.] Fu Qingzhou: ... Theme: Even in adversity, you must stand on your own two feet to find love and happiness