Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

The delicious food brought Shen Ying an unprecedented sense of happiness and satisfaction.

After she devoured the table full of delicious food, she suddenly realized, as if from a dream, that Immortal Lord Qingyu hadn't eaten a single bite; she had eaten it all!

Shen Ying's body stiffened instantly, and her fair face quickly flushed with a blush like the sunset. She looked at Qingyu Immortal Lord with great unease and shame.

She was so embarrassed that she stammered, "I'm sorry, Immortal Lord, breakfast was so delicious, I couldn't resist, I'm so sorry, I..."

"It's alright, this was breakfast prepared for you anyway." Immortal Lord Qingyu's voice was like a melodious zither tune, gentle and kind, every note filled with warmth.

Shen Ying was even more shocked. She subconsciously asked, "But I am your personal maid. How come you are the one preparing breakfast for me?"

“Then next time, let’s dine together,” said Immortal Lord Qingyu, his voice gentle yet firm.

Before Shen Ying could react, Immortal Lord Qingyu said again, "Walk with me for a while." His tone remained gentle.

After spending two days by Qingyu Immortal Lord's side, Shen Ying couldn't help but sigh, "So Qingyu Immortal Lord is also a corporate slave!"

As the morning sun began to shine on Qingyu Peak, Shen Ying followed Immortal Lord Qingyu to his study.

Immortal Lord Qingyu sat at the table, carefully reviewing the cultivation progress reports of the sect's disciples, while Shen Ying stood beside him in a daze.

In the morning, in the council hall, Immortal Lord Qingyu sat with the elders to discuss the allocation of resources within the sect.

Shen Ying stood to the side, listening quietly, and finally secretly took a nap.

After a simple lunch, Qingyu Immortal Lord rested for a while, while Shen Ying fell fast asleep.

In the afternoon, Immortal Lord Qingyu discussed the sect's development plan and strategies for dealing with potential external threats with the other elders in the courtyard.

Shen Ying stood guard silently not far away, seemingly on duty diligently, but in reality, her mind was already wandering, her thoughts like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, drifting to the ends of the earth.

In the evening, Immortal Lord Qingyu arrived at the magic training ground to personally supervise his disciples' cultivation.

Shen Ying followed behind, curiously looking around. A disciple had a huge blunder while cultivating. For some reason, his magic went out of control, and he ended up making his hair stand on end, looking extremely comical.

When Shen Ying saw this scene, she almost burst out laughing on the spot. She quickly tried to hold it in, but she couldn't hold it in and choked, her face turning bright red instantly, and she couldn't help but cough.

This sudden situation caught the attention of Immortal Lord Qingyu. He turned slightly to the side, his eyes filled with concern, and then took out a bottle of precious nectar from his robes and handed it to Shen Ying, indicating that she should drink it quickly to relieve her discomfort.

As the refreshing nectar flowed down her throat, Shen Ying instantly felt invigorated. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Ah, using nectar to stop a cough is such a luxury!"

Shen Ying spent her busy day with Qingyu Immortal Lord like this. In comparison, Shen Ying was a bit like a human pendant, doing nothing and having too much fun.

For Shen Ying, she not only said goodbye to the miserable days of the first day, but also happily began her retirement life at Qingyu Peak.

That's right, it's for retirement. Not only that, the busy Immortal Lord Qingyu also feeds her delicious food from time to time.

However, she was also full of doubts. What exactly was this Immortal Lord Qingyu?

They suddenly appeared and made her their personal maid, but instead of making her do any work, they treated her like an ancestor.

Not only did they feed her delicious food every day, but they also took meticulous care of her in every aspect of her life, from clothing and food to housing and transportation.

Shen Ying sat by the window, her brows furrowed, pondering: "What exactly does Immortal Lord Qingyu want? I have no special talents or background, yet he treats me so well. Does he have some ulterior motive?"

Or is there some huge conspiracy hidden behind this? But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure it out.

Shen Ying is indeed somewhat oblivious to things; she doesn't dwell on things she can't understand.

Since agonizing over it won't help, it's better to just let things take their course. Maybe one day the answer will suddenly appear; of course, it's also possible that there will never be an answer.

Putting aside her anxiety about the unknown, Shen Ying quickly adjusted her mindset and adopted a relaxed attitude towards everything.

With nothing to do, Shen Ying reaffirmed her goal: to survive for thirty days, stay by the side of the villain, Qingyu Xianjun, until the end of the game, and prevent Qingyu Xianjun from turning evil and betraying Qingyun Sect.

The first two tasks seemed relatively simple. She was already Qingyu Xianjun's personal maid, and all she had to do next was make sure she stayed with him until the game ended.

However, the task of preventing Qingyu Immortal Lord from turning evil and betraying her left Shen Ying somewhat confused.

She thought to herself, "This Qingyu Immortal Lord is like a banished immortal; he doesn't seem like the type to turn evil and betray his sect."

Could there be a hidden side to him? So far, no clues have been found.

Where do I even begin with this task? It's giving me a real headache.

As Shen Ying pondered this, she shook her head helplessly. Oh well, she'd just take it one step at a time. Instead of wasting time thinking about it here, she should just do what she needed to do.

Things will work themselves out; perhaps clues and opportunities will emerge later.

Very well, Shen Ying has become a slacker again... Shen Ying herself didn't even realize that the anxiety she felt when she first arrived here had disappeared without her noticing after she came to Qingyu Peak.

At dawn, as the sun pierced through the clouds, Immortal Lord Qingyu went out as usual, and Shen Ying followed closely behind him as usual. However, she noticed that they were going in a different direction than usual. Although she was puzzled, she did not ask anything.

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, Immortal Lord Qingyu revealed the magnificent magical artifact before him.

The magical artifact radiated a soft light, resembling a priceless treasure. He stepped steadily onto the artifact, then extended his hand to Shen Ying, his voice gentle: "Come."

Perhaps sensing Shen Ying's discomfort in his arms before, this time Qingyu Immortal Lord did not pull Shen Ying into his arms as he had done before.

Shen Ying was slightly taken aback at first, then blushed. She placed her hand in Qingyu Immortal Lord's hand and used it to climb onto the magic artifact.

Immortal Lord Qingyu softly chanted an incantation, and the magical artifact slowly rose into the air. The whistling wind rang in her ears, and Shen Ying subconsciously gripped Immortal Lord Qingyu's robes tightly, her heart pounding.

Immortal Lord Qingyu noticed her nervousness and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

As the magical artifact rose higher, Shen Ying's tension gradually dissipated under the beautiful scenery before her.

They drifted among the pure white clouds, which were so soft that Shen Ying couldn't help but reach out to touch them, feeling their coolness and delicate texture.

Qingyu Immortal Lord controlled the magical artifact, and under his control, the flight was extremely smooth, like a small boat gliding leisurely on a smooth, mirror-like lake, without the slightest bump or sway.

This speed wouldn't alarm Shen Ying, nor would it delay their journey. The magical artifact seemed to be one with Qingyu Immortal Lord, precisely controlling the rhythm of flight with every subtle movement.

Although she wasn't flying herself, Shen Ying still felt the exhilaration of flight. Looking down at the ever-changing scenery, mountains, rivers, and fields unfolded before her like a giant scroll painting.

At that moment, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it a faint fragrance of flowers.

Shen Ying took a deep breath and said happily, "Immortal Lord, the fragrance of flowers in the wind smells so good."

Immortal Lord Qingyu smiled slightly.

During the flight, the sunlight shone on them, making them feel warm and comfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, the magical artifact began to descend slowly, and they arrived at a valley.

Shen Ying was instantly stunned by the magnificent and colorful sea of ​​flowers before her. She exclaimed incredulously, "Immortal Lord, where is this? It's so beautiful!"

The hillsides are covered with vibrant pink dream flowers. A gentle breeze blows, and the pink petals fall like snow, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene, as if you were in a beautiful fairy tale world.

Adorable birds and animals flit and frolic among the flowers, while colorful birds flutter their magnificent wings and soar through the air with graceful and light movements.

There are also small, exquisite jade rabbits hopping and skipping among the flowers, lively and adorable.