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

That night, several immortals and elders gathered together, sighing and lamenting with worried expressions. Ni Qing, sitting in the main seat, was tired of listening to them.

"This Shen Zhaoshu is really pushing his luck!"

"We have no chance of winning if we fight. If we lose, what will the lower realms think of our immortal race? Will they feel comfortable entrusting their princess to us?"

"What an ingrate! We should never have let him go in the first place! If it weren't for Wang Yue, how would we have ended up in this situation?"

"I agree. Whoever is responsible should take responsibility and find a solution themselves. Don't drag the entire Immortal Clan into this. Wang Yue, you should have a way, right?"

"You are his master, don't he have any feelings of respect for you as his disciple?"

"Ha, so this is how you repay the bond between master and disciple?" Bodhi couldn't help but sneer.

The elders' anger was directed at Ni Qing, hoping she could find a way to clean up the mess.

Her expression was indifferent, her slender, fair fingers calmly holding the porcelain cup as she absentmindedly said, "Don't try to pin this on me. Even if you killed Shen Zhaoshu back then, there were thousands upon thousands of people like him."

What will you do then? Kill them all, eradicate them completely? Do you have the right to decide other people's fates?

Her light brown eyes, though seemingly gentle, were always icy cold: "Only the strong can decide the fate of others, and clearly, you are not."

Her words struck the elders as if their thoughts had been exposed, and their faces turned ashen.

Ni Qing couldn't sit still any longer, so she stood up to leave. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the female lead standing there.

Ye Lai also raised her eyes to look at her, showing no embarrassment at being caught eavesdropping. She said firmly, "If this matter is really that troublesome, I can ask my father to send troops over."

The people in the main hall were stunned. Could this really be possible? But how could humans, so fragile, possibly contend with the demons?

Ye Lai seemed to see through their thoughts: "Don't underestimate us humans. Although they are inferior to you in every way, there is still a difference between three hundred people going to the battlefield and three thousand people going to the battlefield."

In short, as the saying goes, too many ants can kill an elephant, and in the tortoise and the hare race, even though the hare had the advantage, it still lost to the tortoise.

They hesitated, but finally made up their minds: "Then we'll leave it to you, Ye Lai. Can you make it in three days?"

She looked up and said, "We may not be able to catch up completely, but we will definitely make it. As long as you hold on, we might be able to completely wipe out the demons."

Ni Qing didn't share their surprised expression. It could only be said that if the Demon Prince truly couldn't defeat them, then he wouldn't deserve to be chosen as the male lead.

After Ye Lai confirmed their needs, she sent a message to the palace overnight by carrier pigeon. Upon hearing that his daughter was in danger, the emperor readily agreed to send troops to fight.

He knew the demons were powerful, so he specially dispatched five thousand troops.

The atmosphere among the immortals also shifted from its previous gloomy mood to a more cheerful one.

This war is no longer just about revenge; it is even more serious than the initial attack by the immortals on the demons. The human and immortal realms are working together to fight the demons.

In other words, the human race shifted its neutral stance towards the immortal race. The demon race was isolated and helpless; if Shen Zhaoshu and his group lost, they would be unable to recover for at least the next hundred years.

Ni Qing was well aware of the gravity of the war. She muttered to the system, "The male protagonist of this world is so pitiful; he has nothing left. By the way, if I'm killed by the female protagonist, Ye Lai, will the male protagonist die with me?"

She believed in the efficacy of Shen Zhaoshu's symbiotic pills. She was just a minor character; if she died, so be it. But Shen Zhaoshu was the male lead.

After a moment of silence, 103 said softly, "He won't die. He's the male lead and will be forced to stay in this world. Without him, the mission will have completely failed."

After a long pause, Ni Qing stammered, "Now that you mention it, he seems even more pitiful."

His family was wiped out when he was young, his parents died, and his enemies were right in front of him, yet he was unable to take revenge. His respected and beloved master wanted to kill him because of the demonic core. If it weren't for Ye Lai from the original story, he probably would have continued like this forever.

Now, he not only lacks Ye Lai, but also has an additional human opponent compared to the original story. Even if he gives Ni Qing the symbiotic pill, so they can die together, he will ultimately be spared because he is the male protagonist.

Shen Zhaoshu is currently unaware of all this, but Ni Qing is extremely saddened.

103 noticed her reluctance and immediately became alert: "You can't be soft-hearted. The higher-ups are cracking down hard lately. The reason they couldn't find anything wrong with the male lead is because I filed a repair request."

"If it's discovered that the male protagonists in each of the smaller worlds are in such a terrible state, we'll definitely get a lot of flak." Its tone carried a hint of intimidation.

Ni Qing didn't speak, her eyes lowered, and it was unclear whether she had heard anything.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Before we knew it, the day of war arrived.

Shen Zhaoshu was dressed in a black outfit, with her hair still tied up in a high ponytail. Her silver mask gleamed with a cold aura, making her look somewhat unapproachable.

He smiled broadly, his heart filled with anticipation.

If we wipe out this bunch of useless immortals today, Immortal Venerable Wangyue will have nowhere to go and should agree to join the Demon Clan, right? Maybe even the scenes in the illusion can be realized.

The demon youth was in high spirits, and behind him were only five hundred demon cultivators, each with a cold expression, not like a living person. They were all dressed in simple black clothes, each carrying a sword, and their demeanor was as deathly as Xia Qian's.

Only the eyes of the left and right guardians still retained some warmth.

Xuanzhu seems to have become more attractive, looking at the immortals as if they were ants.

The opposing immortals were all armed with swords, dressed in flowing white robes, and their expressions ranged from timid to angry to confident.

Ni Qing and the other two Immortal Venerables stood at the forefront, followed by Ye Lai and several others. The group numbered over two thousand, several times more than the Demon Clan.

"Master, I haven't seen you in so long." Shen Zhaoshu stared intently at Ni Qing, his expression somewhat pitiful.

He made it clear to everyone, openly and honestly, what his feelings for Ni Qing were.

The two immortals were so angry that their faces turned red, and even Ye Lai was not happy.

Ni Qing rarely fixed her gaze on him, her expression ambiguous: "With a major battle imminent, you still have the mind to talk about this?"

The masked boy shrugged and flattered, "There's nothing I can do, Master is the most important person."

Ni Qing was at a loss for words.

This was the first time the elders had seen Shen Zhaoshu up close. Upon hearing this, they roared angrily, "How dare you be so arrogant when your death is imminent! Today, we will send you to meet the Demon Lord and Demon Queen."

The boy seemed not to hear the insulting words. His pure black pupils stared at Ni Qing for a long time, and his lips had become taut without anyone noticing.

I was initially full of confidence, but now I have a strange feeling that something is wrong.