Quick Transmigration: The Demon Lord Really Doesn't Want to Save the World

A cool and aloof junior martial uncle × a fearsome-looking Demon Lord who is actually childish and petty One-on-one romance Once a fearsome Demon King who shook the Three Realms, Wen set out on a grueling road of odd jobs to bring her junior martial uncle back to life. At the start of the job: Hmph, as if I'm going to whimper! I'm going to bring down the heavens! Damaged a plane of existence. Twenty thousand merit points deducted! System: You're the worst batch I've ever had! Go mine in the frozen wastelands for a hundred years. The bruised and battered God of the Plane trembled and said, “Don't come any closer!” As the road to saving her junior martial uncle grew ever longer, the Demon Lord finally gave in. From then on, she took up the humble path of a scheming old fox. Demon Lord: Great Lord Main God, I'm scared... The Main God looked at the people strewn across the ground, sighed, and pretended not to notice. Demon Lord: They were the ones who insisted on provoking me, sob! God of the World: Put down the male and female leads of the world you're holding, and we can talk this out. A worker who does their job well rises above the rest. As a worker among the elite, the Demon Lord has a happy, peaceful day at work every day. Everyone: Not at all! Don't come near us! (Terrified)