Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Two people were lucky enough to escape a conspiracy, but who was luckier is a matter of opinion.

She could fall asleep high in the air and not wake up even after being nearly smashed to pieces. Mu Lingxi was quite rare, no, she had never seen anything like it before. She tied the sleeping person to her sword and then admired the beautiful scenery alone.

Why not put it in her spatial dimension? The bracelet's spatial dimension is filled with spiritual energy. In this world where cultivation is impossible, getting tainted by spiritual energy is, as you can imagine, a terrifying prospect. How terrifying? Imagine being a walking piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh among a horde of mindless demons—do you understand? As for the system space, Mu Lingxi remained skeptical. Even if she put a living person inside, she wouldn't feel comfortable.

Casting aside distractions, Mulingxi immerses itself in the wonders of nature.

Qianjin Mountain truly lives up to its name, standing apart from the world, ethereal and beautiful. Qingcheng Lake, like a green ribbon, isolates Qianjin Mountain from the world, keeping it untouched by its grime, like a proud young lady.

Even amidst such splendor, darkness still lurks, unknown to outsiders.

Predators lurk among the trees and flowers, waiting for their prey to come to them.

People who were chatting and laughing together just a moment ago may disappear without a trace the next moment, separated by life and death.

Danger lurked almost everywhere, and no one could defend themselves against it. Humans built civilization, and the locals reveled in the valleys below; wild monsters roamed freely, feasting in the darkness of the forests.

Once a superior and intelligent race, they have become isolated from humanity and are now at the mercy of others.

The filth beneath the beauty is all the more intolerable. The stench of decay must ultimately be eradicated, whether it be human or other living things.

Mu Lingqi took a stroll around, but lost all interest in appreciating the scenery.

He boarded the flying sword, carrying an oblivious person towards the warmer south.

A day later, a stall was set up beside the scorching highway.

The stall was displaying a variety of seasonal fruits.

The stall owner was a beautiful middle-aged woman with long, curly brown hair, heavy eye makeup, and a fashionable, fair-skinned appearance.

Even loose clothing couldn't hide her curvaceous figure, and with her heavily made-up face, she didn't look like she was middle-aged at all.

The weather was hot, and there were hardly any people on the road. A beautiful woman standing alone by the roadside selling fruit looked rather strange.

Upon arriving in the sweltering city of Qinghai, Mu Lingxi immediately changed into a car. She parked the car on the side of the road, leaving Qi Ruiguang to wait inside, and walked over alone.

Qi Ruiguang had just woken up and was still a little dazed. If it weren't for the fact that his development system was wrong, Mu Lingxi would have thought he had activated his superpowers after sleeping for so long.

Upon seeing Mu Lingxi, the stall owner's eyes lit up almost immediately.

"Little girl, look at my fruit. It's big, sweet, and juicy. I guarantee you'll want to keep eating it."

Above the fruit is a small fan-shaped fountain that keeps shaking and sprinkling water on the fruit.

The fruit on the first layer was covered with tiny water droplets. Although some of the water evaporated in the hot air, it still made the juicy fruit skin look even fresher and more delicious.

"They do look quite pleasing to the eye."

Mu Lingxi casually commented, and the woman's eyes lit up even more.

"Try it, it's homegrown fruit, it's free." The stall owner picked up the juiciest and best-looking fruit and stuffed it into Mu Lingqi's hand, insisting that she try it.

The stall owner's eyes were so bright, his expression so earnest. Refusing his request seemed like a colossal, unforgivable mistake.

Faced with a vendor's sudden and overwhelming kindness, what might normally be seen as just a marketing ploy.

But now...

There was no one around, monsters roamed freely, and you couldn't even tell if the person standing opposite you was a human or a ghost. Would you dare eat what they offered?

Mu Lingxi put the fruit down. If the circumstances had allowed, she would have even taken out a wet wipe to wipe her hands after handling the fruit.

"Little girl, eat up! It's free even if you don't buy anything." The stall owner stared intently at Mu Lingxi's hands, enthusiastically recommending the food, his enthusiasm bordering on excessive.

"Auntie, no need. I just wanted to ask for directions."

The stall owner's expression immediately changed, her lips twitching into a wronged look. "Are you complaining that my fruit isn't fresh? It's sprayed with water on top and covered with ice underneath, which I change every hour. If you still think it's not fresh, there's more in the orchard, and I'll go pick some with you."

Despite her feigned grievance, her eyes remained fixed on Mu Lingxi's hands. Or more accurately, on the exposed skin, though the hands were positioned in a more discreet location.

The stall owner reached out to grab the Wood Spirit.

Mu Lingqi was somewhat displeased and turned aside to avoid it.

The stall owner looked embarrassed. Why wouldn't she take the bait? He withdrew his hand, looking dejected. Was he left with no choice but to use force? How could his small frame possibly outmaneuver this cunning girl?

"Let's go and see together."

"Huh? Oh, oh." The stall owner thought he had misheard. How did things take such a turn for the better? He immediately agreed and led the person into the courtyard, as if afraid the other party would change their mind.

The vendor's goods were practically displayed right in front of his house; the peeling, mottled gate was only a few dozen meters from the road, easily visible. Rows of banana trees lined both sides of the road, and the orchard was hidden in their shade.

The further they walked, the quieter it became. Mu Lingxi looked back and saw sunlight shining on the neatly arranged tree trunks, adding a touch of beauty. Art students would surely love places like this, where every corner is beautiful and picturesque.

It was just a little too quiet.

There were no chirping insects or birdsong, no human voices.

"Such a big garden, didn't you hire anyone to help?" Mu Lingxi stood in the garden and looked around. Such a big garden, there wasn't a single person, not even a dog.

This is abnormal, extremely abnormal.

Keeping a dog is almost a standard feature in every orchard. Not to mention orchards, even ordinary households will keep some cats and dogs in their own yards.

In this huge garden, there were only two breathing sounds: one from myself, and the other from the stall owner behind me.

Wasn't the stall owner leading the way? When did he go around to my back?

Mu Lingxi suddenly turned around, and an axe came crashing down on her. With a howling wind and an unstoppable momentum, it was determined to cleave the person in front of her in two.

The feeling of having fresh blood splattered on your face, enveloped in sweetness, must be incredibly wonderful.

The stall owner's eyes widened, ready to be enveloped in delicious treats at any moment.

An ordinary person would likely have died on the spot. Having traversed so many worlds, Mu Lingxi simply sidestepped and kicked the man five meters away. The man crashed into a fruit tree, bleeding internally, but his eyes remained fixed on Mu Lingxi, filled with malice and doubt, but devoid of fear.

Could it be that there is something else they rely on?

That doesn't seem likely. She's wearing a skirt, which doesn't look like she could hide a gun, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

Mu Lingxi didn't kill her, nor did she delve into the details. She didn't have that much time, or more precisely, the world didn't have that much time left.

Just as I was about to reach the courtyard gate, a voice came from inside the garden.

"Chen Jianfeng, Chen Jianfeng! Your wife is being bullied to death, and you're not coming out? Are you going to be a coward?"

Mu Lingqi listened intently, her ears perked up.

There was no one else in the garden, and a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

The stall owner probably didn't know that she was the only one in the garden; her husband might have died, or he might not have wanted to come back at all.

Being able to live in your own world can sometimes be a kind of happiness.

As Mu Lingxi emerged from the garden, she noticed two people standing beside her car, who didn't seem very friendly.

It's such a mess! They never give us a moment's peace.