Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Shen Zhaoshu casually leaned on the counter and said nonchalantly, "Since there are no private rooms available, I'll go look somewhere else." He started to leave.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lai panicked and reached out to grab him. Although the boy had his back to her, it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and he nimbly dodged her.

“We’re on the same team, you can’t leave.” She instinctively tried to threaten Shen Zhaoshu.

Qi Mingjue couldn't stand it anymore and complained, "Junior Sister, are you really going to sleep in the same room as this beast? Isn't that inappropriate? If it's really not possible, you can stay with me."

Ye Lai glanced at him: "What's inappropriate about it? What nonsense are you thinking? He has no cultivation left, while I am already a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

No one noticed that Shen Zhaoshu looked at her with pity when he heard that her cultivation level was Foundation Establishment.

"If all else fails, let's send someone else?" she suggested, "He has no ability to protect himself right now. What if he encounters danger if we send him elsewhere? We also have a few Golden Core cultivators among us."

Everyone cast envious and jealous glances at Shen Zhaoshu.

No one refuted what she said, and soon a transparent, unlucky guy was kicked out.

Shen Zhaoshu chuckled lightly, "Then thank you, Senior Sister." This was the first time he had ever addressed her by that title. Ye Lai, who was always called Junior Sister, was overjoyed to suddenly hear "Senior Sister."

As dusk fell, a bright crescent moon climbed above the treetops.

They had dinner downstairs before returning to their rooms.

Shen Zhaoshu sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closing his eyes to rest.

There was a soft knock at the door, hesitant and secretive, as if afraid of being seen. He got out of bed and opened the door.

Ye Lai had just taken a bath and changed out of her pale yellow clothes, putting on the same white robes as everyone else. She stood nervously at the door, looking somewhat uneasy.

"What is it?" she heard the boy's indifferent voice.

She looked up at him. Shen Zhaoshu leaned against the door with a detached gaze, his expression aloof and noble. He stood there lazily, which instantly made the shy girl lower her head.

However, his eyes lacked the infatuation and adoration that her other fellow disciples displayed. He looked at her as if she were an inanimate object, and she couldn't help but let her thoughts drift away. What kind of person could elicit such an expression from him?

There was probably no one left. She thought resentfully, why was it that even though she was quite pretty, he still couldn't be bothered to even glance at her?

"Could it be that Senior Sister has entered the wrong room?" He raised an eyebrow, suddenly interrupting Ye Lai, who was lost in thought.

She bit her lip before looking at him hesitantly: "Do you want to learn magic? I can teach you."

"I'm sorry, I only want to cultivate with my master. Thank you for your kindness." He refused expressionlessly and was about to close the door the next second.

Ye Lai quickly stopped him, glancing around before whispering, "Immortal Venerable Wangyue won't teach you." It seemed that only when Ni Qing was mentioned did the boy's lifeless eyes begin to stir.

He raised his chin and asked slowly, "What makes you say that?"

As if she had made up her mind, she said, "Don't you have no memories? Even your cultivation is inferior to others. Don't you want to know why?"

Shen Zhaoshu's eyes instantly turned cold as he asked, "What do you want to say?"

Ye Lai thought she was about to succeed, and even her tone was full of confidence: "To be honest, Immortal Venerable Wangyue does not allow others to mention it, but I can't bear to see you being kept in the dark."

"It was she who sealed your memories and destroyed your cultivation. You are indeed the Crown Prince of the Demon Clan, not just a mortal. On the day of the siege of the Demon Clan, Immortal Venerable Wangyue also participated."

"She must have had another purpose in saving you, after all, everyone knows that she deeply hates the demon race..."

"Are you done?" He interrupted Ye Lai without any mercy.

Their conversation was a bit loud, and some disciples quietly opened the door to peek. Ye Lai was, after all, a young woman, and it was indeed inappropriate for her to go to a man's room in the middle of the night.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Come find me when you've thought it through."

After saying that, he secretly slipped back into his room.

Shen Zhaoshu closed the door, his eyes instantly darkening. He regained his memory the next day, so he naturally knew that Ni Qing hadn't been involved.

She was just a fleeting presence at the very end.

But... does Ni Qing really hate the demon race that much?

He lowered his eyelids, seemingly lost in thought.

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As dawn broke, the inn opened for business early. Passing heroes, their clothes glistening with dew, squeezed inside.

"Waiter, bring us some good wine and food!" they called out loudly.

The waiter quickly responded.

"Have you heard? There are quite a few powerful spirit beasts in the Gale Forest lately."

"Aren't there many cultivators hunting beast cores lately? It's said that these beast cores are similar to high-grade immortal items, and eating them can greatly increase one's cultivation and grant immortality?"

"That's true, but those beast cores aren't easy to obtain; quite a few cultivators have already perished in them."

They started chatting non-stop as soon as they sat down, and only started eating after all the good wine and food had been served.

"Are you telling the truth?"

An ambiguous male voice came from the side.

They looked up and saw a young man in a white robe sitting at another table, seemingly very interested in what they were saying.

"Of course it's true. Young brother, you wouldn't also like to go to the Gale Forest, would you?"

"I advise you to give up on this idea. Going it alone, you could easily die on the spot."

They thought he was a lone, independent cultivator.

Qi Mingjue was dressed neatly, with only a cup of wine on the table.

He smiled slightly: "That is indeed the idea, but I am not alone. May I ask where that forest is located?"

The heroes laughed loudly and told him the whole story without any pretense.

The white-robed cultivator took a sip of wine, concealing the murderous intent in his eyes. Ever since this demonic cultivator named Shen Zhaoshu appeared, his junior sister had never looked at him again.

He even went so far as to defend that beast in front of everyone; it seems he still needs to be taught a lesson. A shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the person he loathed slowly descending from upstairs.

He beckoned, his expression full of malice: "Junior brother, your senior brother wants to discuss something with you."

Shen Zhaoshu was bewildered for a moment before slowly walking over, seemingly thinking that Qi Mingjue was about to make a move again.

Qi Mingjue looked apologetic and elegant: "I was a little too harsh on you the other day. You won't hold a grudge against your senior brother, will you?"

The boy in black hesitated and shook his head.

He smiled with satisfaction and said, "As long as Junior Sister truly likes you, I naturally won't say anything. Right now, I just want to focus on my cultivation. I've heard that the beast cores of spirit beasts have extraordinary effects."

Would you like to come with me?

His eyes flickered as he stared intently at Shen Zhaoshu.