After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

Qi Yan held Yun Zhao tightly, and with a wave of his hand, the Blood-Drinking Sword returned to his hand. The Cold Wood Dragon cried out in pain, and its huge body fell to the ground.

"Qi Yan," Yun Zhao peeked out from the person's arms, "you've come!"

"Well, here we come."

Qi Yan released her, pushed her behind him, and charged towards Han Mujiao with his sword.

Han Mujiao endured the pain and fought back. The two fought fiercely until the sky darkened. Yun Zhao turned to search for Song Zhiyuan, only to find that he had already disappeared.

"Zhao Zhao, are you okay?"

Mu Qianqian held her hand and looked her up and down several times. Yun Zhao smiled and said, "Senior sister, I'm fine."

"Luckily, Qi Yan arrived in time," Mu Qianqian patted her chest, "otherwise..."

She was a little scared and didn't dare to continue.

"And that bastard Song Zhiyuan, how come he ran so fast?" Mu Qianqian complained, "He was supposed to throw out a magical artifact to buy time, but he didn't do it. It's infuriating!"

When they started arguing in front of Hanmujiao, they secretly communicated with each other and agreed to run away separately.

However, since there were more of them, Han Mujiao was very likely to chase after the three of them, so Song Zhiyuan needed to throw something to buy time.

But Song Zhiyuan didn't do as instructed.

Mu Qianqian said angrily, "When we get back, I'll tell Master on this and make him avenge us!"

As they were talking, Lin Shu and Shuang Xue came over. They asked each other about each other's situation and then waited downstairs for Qi Yan and Han Mu Jiao's battle to end.

“Huh,” Yun Zhao frowned, “Senior sister, am I seeing things? It seems like neither of them used their full strength.”

This fight was like a friendly sparring match.

Mu Qianqian nodded. "You're not mistaken, it is indeed true."

Rewind to before the fight began. The moment Qi Yan made his move, Han Mujiao recognized him: "You're a demon?"

Qi Yan didn't answer, but pointed to the sky. Han Mu Jiao understood, and as they fought, they ended up in the sky.

After a fierce battle, the two of them stopped using their killing moves and instead sparred as if they were having a friendly match.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Yan and Han Mujiao had exchanged hundreds of blows. After they separated, Han Mujiao laughed heartily, "Kid, not bad!"

Qi Yan took a step back. "You're not bad either."

"Alright, I've had my fill of fighting," Hanmu Jiao said, stopping his attack. "Take those humans with you and tell that little girl that we became friends through a fight."

"According to seniority, you two should call me Uncle Jiao!"

What do you mean by seniority? It's clearly Hanmu Jiao who sensed the demonic aura on him and forced a connection.

Oh, I forgot to mention, his mother was a powerful demon queen who ruled over a region among the demons. I don't know why she fell for his human father... ugh, I mean, that scumbag who was already married.

Qi Yan ignored it, and gave a perfunctory bow, saying, "Thank you, King Jiao."

Han Mujiao raised an eyebrow. "This title is good. From now on, let others call me 'Jiao Wang'."

"By the way," Han Mujiao said bitterly, "that little girl should know that bastard who ran away. When you see him again, nephew, you must avenge me!"

"How dare he covet me! I'll beat him to a pulp!"

Having said that, he wagged his tail and left.

After Qi Yan came down, Yun Zhao asked curiously, "Qi Yan, did you chase it away?"

"No," Qi Yan said seriously, "I don't know what happened to the Cold Wood Dragon. It said that we became friends after fighting, and after a few moves, it said that its mother was calling it home for dinner and then left."

Yun Zhao: "..."

other people:"……"

Yun Zhao said irritably, "You're just talking nonsense!"

Qi Yan curled her lips into a smile but said nothing.

The others knew he wasn't telling the truth, but Qi Yan didn't want to talk about it, so they didn't press him.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. It's good that we're reunited," Yun Zhao said with a smile. "Let's continue our training."

The six of them traveled together, and with Qi Yan's Golden Core stage aura present, the demonic beasts dared not provoke them.

In the following days, Yun Zhao asked Qi Yan to help them capture demonic beasts of similar cultivation level to serve as sparring partners. After more than ten days, the demonic beasts all avoided them.

"Sigh," Yun Zhao said, sitting by the fire, feeling annoyed. "We're just looking for a few demonic beasts to spar with, why are they avoiding us?"

Qi Yan was speechless. "How many were there?"

Mu Qianqian suppressed a laugh and handed each of them a skewer of grilled monster meat. "Zhaozhao, even Xiaolinzi has eight or nine sparring partners. Do you think we've fought a lot of monsters?"

Lin Shu was the weakest of the six, only at the second level of Foundation Establishment. If he hadn't been with Qi Yan and the others, Lu Mingdao wouldn't have felt comfortable letting him enter the secret realm.

“Yes,” Lin Shu said with a smile as he distributed the pills to the group, “but in the past ten days or so, my cultivation has improved quite a bit.”

He's already at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. His master will be very happy when he goes back.

Mu Qianqian sighed, "I've had enough training, but it's a pity I haven't found a spirit beast that I like."

“The Cold Wood Dragon is not bad,” Qi Yan suddenly said. “If it weren’t so fast, we could have made a contract with it.”

Mu Qianqian's lips twitched. "No, no, no, contract a Golden Core stage Cold Wood Dragon? Am I tired of living?"

She nudged Yun Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, your Qi Yan is really good at telling jokes."

Yun Zhao rested her chin on her hand, "What are you joking about? If Qi Yan says so, he can definitely do it."

She tilted her head. "Right, Ayan?"

Meeting her gaze, Qi Yan looked away at the leaping flames and said, "Hmm."

[Affection +5, Current Affection 40]

Yun Zhao was overjoyed: Almost halfway done, keep it up!

Back in her tent, Yun Zhao tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so she simply got up.

"Hey, are you there? Let's chat about a couple of spirit stones."

System: Bubbling.

Yun Zhao sat cross-legged, resting his chin on his hands. "System, do you think something went wrong when I was teleported into the original owner's body?"

The system retorted: "How could that be? Everything is showing up normally on my end."

"Then why don't I have any memories of the past?"

Yun Zhao asked in confusion, "For example, there's no memory of Mu Qianqian saving Lin Shu, or of my good relationship with Mu Qianqian when we were kids."

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed off. "The original owner's memories tell me that she had a crush on Song Zhiyuan since childhood and didn't get along well with others, but Mu Qianqian said that we were best friends when we were little..."

"There must be something wrong here!"

The system was silent for a moment: "Something's not right. Host, please wait a moment while I check it out."

After saying that, the system went offline.

Without the system to talk to her, Yun Zhao was a little bored, so she called out Fu Guang, who was already asleep, and shook it awake.

"Fuguang, Fuguang, talk to me for a bit."

Forced to regain consciousness, Fu Guang felt utterly hopeless, having to listen to Yun Zhao's rambling and occasionally offer some response.

Fu Guang: "..."

This torment lasted until 3 a.m. before Yun Zhao finally let it go and went to sleep contentedly.

Fu Guang didn't return to the sword. With two huge dark circles under his eyes, he glared fiercely at Yun Zhao.

Okay, okay, go to sleep now that you're done talking. I'm not sleepy at all!

It slapped Yun Zhao's face with one paw.

Get up and go back to sleep!