Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

After leaving the arena, Ran Cang and Sui Si embarked on their journey back to the Qingyun Sect's headquarters.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, casting two long shadows.

Throughout the journey, Ran Cang's heart felt like a mischievous little rabbit was jumping around.

She would steal glances at Sui Si, who stood calmly beside her, every now and then, and several times she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

But curiosity ultimately triumphed over hesitation. She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and asked:

"Master, are you acquainted with that Demon Emperor?"

Her voice carried a hint of doubt, and a touch of curiosity.

"The way he spoke today, with such intimate words, was far too easy to misunderstand."

The entire arena was abuzz with discussion; everyone was incredibly curious about your relationship with the Demon Emperor.

Upon hearing this, Sui Si's steady steps suddenly halted, as if he had been tripped up by something invisible.

His expression instantly became somewhat unnatural, as if he had been suddenly struck on a pressure point and froze on the spot.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something in response to Ran Cang, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time. In the end, he could only let out a dry sound:

"..."

He inwardly groaned, "Heavens, how am I supposed to know why this demon emperor is like this?"

I obtained my identity as the sect leader by chance from someone else.

I had only hoped to live a peaceful life, but I never expected to cause so much trouble. I am even more confused about this inexplicable affection for the Demon Emperor. I am truly at a loss for words.

After calming down, Sui Si quickly put his "superb skill" in changing the subject to his advantage.

He forced a lighthearted smile, forcing a look of concern on his face, and said:

"Ah Yu, you know my personality... Sigh, let's not talk about it."

There are two little foxes being kept inside the barrier. I'm quite worried about how well they're recovering.

I don't know if it was something that frightened me a few days ago, but I haven't been feeling well.

As she spoke, she sighed with feigned seriousness, as if she were genuinely distressed by the little fox's condition.

Upon hearing this, Ran Cang's attention was successfully diverted. Her eyes immediately filled with concern, and she asked anxiously:

"Master, what's wrong with that little fox? Is it serious? Do you need me to help you find some spiritual herbs?"

I know of several kinds of spiritual herbs that are very helpful in nourishing vital essence; perhaps they can help the little fox recover quickly.

Sui Si quickly waved his hand, his face full of gentle smiles.

"No need, no need, Cang'er, I appreciate your kindness."

It's just being sleepy; it's probably been too tired lately. It'll be fine after some rest.

You work hard in your daily cultivation, don't worry about such a small matter.

The two talked all the way back to their camp without realizing it.

Sui Si immediately saw the little fox lying obediently on the bed, its eyes sparkling like two dazzling gems, staring unblinkingly at him as he entered through the door.

Seeing this familiar and lovely scene, Sui Si finally felt relieved, as if all her worries had vanished in that moment.

Ran Cang followed her in, and she immediately fell in love with the fluffy, white little fox.

She patiently squatted down and asked softly:

"Brother Fox, do you know where that little red fox went?"

I've been looking for it for ages, but I can't find it anywhere.

I want to play with it again; it's so clever!

Upon hearing this, the white fox, who had been lying there relaxed, suddenly stiffened, as if struck by an electric current.

However, it reacted very quickly, soon regaining its senses. It put on a cool and aloof demeanor, slowly raised its paw, and lazily pointed to the room next door.

That posture seemed to say that these were all trivial matters.

Ran Cang's eyes lit up, and a bright smile bloomed on her face. She quickly thanked him:

"Thank you so much, Brother Fox! I'll go find it right now."

After saying that, he ran out like a gust of wind, his steps so light that he seemed to be able to fly.

A second after Ran Cang's figure disappeared, Sui Si seemed to have all his strength drained away, burying himself in the little fox's soft, warm belly, muttering:

"Finally some peace and quiet. Today has been such a tiring day."

Then, he slowly reached out and gently stroked the little fox's fur, his movements soft and soothing, as if he wanted to dissolve all the fatigue and troubles of the day into this gentle touch.

The little fox wasn't annoyed; it squinted its eyes contentedly and made a pleasant purring sound in its throat.

The two, a human and a fox, enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility in the small room.

Sui Si buried his face in the little fox's belly, gently stroking its fur, and as if he had found someone to confide in, he began to tell the little fox about Ran Cang's amazing performance on the field.

"You didn't see it, Ah Yu's battle today was truly exhilarating!"

Sui Si's voice carried a hint of excitement and pride.

"Xiao Yichen was used to being arrogant and bullying people everywhere. But when Cang'er came on stage, she gave him a good lesson without much effort."

In that instant, a thunderous strike instantly killed Xiao Yichen!

Everyone in the audience was speechless with shock; the scene still leaves me stunned when I think about it.

The little fox squinted contentedly as it listened to Sui Si's story, occasionally swaying its tail and making "woof" sounds in its throat, as if responding or urging Sui Si to continue.

Seeing this, Sui Si spoke even more enthusiastically, and his hands unconsciously stopped stroking the fur and began gesturing in the air:

"The guy was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time."

Ayu stood quietly on the stage, her expression calm, as if she had just done something perfectly ordinary.

At first, there was a deathly silence, then a deafening roar of cheers erupted. Everyone was completely impressed by Ayu's skill.

The little fox listened with great interest, its previously squinted eyes opening wider as it looked at Sui Si with sparkling eyes, seemingly conjuring up the wonderful scene in its mind.

Before they knew it, the sky gradually darkened, and night enveloped the entire camp.

Sui Si spoke until his throat was dry, then stopped, poured some spiritual spring water for the little fox, and drank a cup himself.

After a simple dinner, Sui Si lay down on the bed to rest, and the little fox nestled beside him as usual.

As night fell, the only sound in the quiet room was the even breathing of Susi.

Just like the night before, the little fox felt the familiar and reassuring presence beside Sui Si and slept soundly.

In its sleep, its body began to undergo strange changes. Its originally furry body gradually stretched and deformed, and before long, it transformed into the shape of a human.

The man was none other than the Demon Emperor Jun Sui. His face appeared even more alluring and captivating under the moonlight, and he exuded an innate noble aura.

Jun Sui subconsciously reached out and hugged Sui Si, his movements gentle and natural, as if he had done this countless times before.

His cheek gently pressed against Sui Si's forehead, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, revealing a satisfied smile.

If Sui Si were to wake up now, he would be greatly shocked and blurt out:

"Good heavens, it's just the Demon Emperor! How come he's here, and in this state, hugging me like this!"

Unfortunately, Sui Si was fast asleep and completely unaware of the changes around him, still immersed in a sweet dream.

Jun Sui held him tightly, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world.

The next morning, sunlight streamed gently through the cracks in the window and onto the bed.

Under the gentle caress of the sunlight, Sui Si slowly awoke, her consciousness still somewhat hazy and confused.

He subconsciously reached his hand towards the pillow, a habit he performed every morning upon waking, wanting to touch the little fox's soft fur and feel its fluffy texture.

In the past, his hand could always reach that warm little thing smoothly.