The Demon Lord's Undercover Minion Ran Off with the Money

1.

Sang Xiaoxiao transmigrated into the body of a minor cannon-fodder character in a cultivation sect. During a campaign against the demons, she was poisoned and had little time left to live.

The only antidote required the Demon Lord's ancestral Demonic Flame Marrow.

Without hesitation, Sang Xiaoxiao took on a mission as a spy, planning to work as a double agent to save her own life.

As soon as she arrived at the place where the Demon Lord was sealed, she accidentally took a blade for him.

As she passed out, Sang Xiaoxiao thought: I'm done for.

But when she woke, the legendary, outrageously cool and decisive Demon Lord was keeping watch over her, and a suspicious flicker of emotion passed through his eyes.

Sang Xiaoxiao serenely closed her eyes and imagined a hundred and eighty different ways to die.

The Demon Lord laid a hand on her forehead. "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Sang Xiaoxiao: ?

With no way out, Sang Xiaoxiao pretended to be a lovesick two-hundred-year-old girl who admired the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord was magnanimous enough to let her stay by his side.

After spending quite some time nervously undercover, Sang Xiaoxiao not only infiltrated the demonic ranks, but even became the Demon Lord's favorite underling.

As she wondered how to tactfully explain that she wanted to dig up the Demon Lord's ancestral grave to get the medicine, she overheard him say, "We'll follow the immortal sect's customs for the wedding."

Then he beckoned her over, his imposing manner instantly softening. "Come see which wedding outfit you like."

Sang Xiaoxiao: ???

Sang Xiaoxiao: Wait, Demon Lord, cannon fodder gets paid to risk their lives, not to get married!!!

Thinking of what would happen if her identity were exposed, Sang Xiaoxiao immediately faked her death and fled back to the immortal sect.

2.

The Demon Lord Pei Shaoyuan was young, accomplished, and exceptionally gifted.

When he awoke, his demonic powers had dissipated, leaving him at his weakest.

His sworn enemy, who had been lying in wait for hundreds of years, seized the chance to strike. A young woman took the blow that would otherwise have left him badly injured.

Pei Shaoyuan's heart, dormant for hundreds of years, stirred suspiciously.

If risking your life for someone doesn't count as love, then what does?

It turned out that Sang Xiaoxiao really did love him.

And as the Demon Lord, he couldn't give her nothing in return.

But on the eve of their wedding, Sang Xiaoxiao secretly ran away.

He stormed the immortal sect, the corners of his eyes red. The ruthless, outrageously cool threat he'd prepared came out instead as, "Was everything you said about loving me a lie, too?"

Sang Xiaoxiao: ...?

"Double-agent little liar" x *ultra-pure-hearted, cold Demon Lord*

"Thanks to artist Aowu Xigua for the cover (kitty heart-paws.jpg)"

Theme: Love requires honesty