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

A clear stream meandered by, and beneath the shimmering surface were beautiful fish that Shen Ying had never seen before. Their scales shimmered with an unusual light, as dazzling as jewels.

She looked at the beautiful scenery before her with excitement. She didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment. There was joy, shock, and emotion at the beauty of this place. She had only ever seen such a scene in paintings that people imagined before.

As Qingyu Immortal Lord gazed at her, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved upwards, his eyes seeming to sparkle with starlight. He carefully removed the fallen petals from Shen Ying's hair, his movements gentle yet swift, a slight twist of his wrist...

He then discreetly tucked the petals into his sleeve. Shen Ying didn't notice his movement; her attention was completely absorbed in the beautiful scenery before her.

Immortal Lord Qingyu arrived alone at the meadow by the stream. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, a soft brocade was laid flat on the grass. Then, he arranged the exquisite table and chairs perfectly, creating a warm and pleasant scene.

Shen Ying was still immersed in this dreamlike scene when she suddenly smelled an alluring fragrance. Following the scent, she was surprised to find that Immortal Lord Qingyu had actually prepared a meal.

The table was laden with a sumptuous feast. Steaming hot, fragrant chicken soup, its golden broth dotted with glistening oil; crispy on the outside, tender on the inside roasted lamb chops, sprinkled with spices that released an irresistible aroma; delicate pastries, soft and chewy glutinous rice balls filled with sweet red bean paste; and a vibrant fruit platter, with glistening grapes, bright red apples, and sweet, juicy peaches.

Shen Ying's eyes widened in amazement, and she couldn't help but swallow hard. She quickly walked to the table, gazing at the delicious-looking dishes, and exclaimed with starry eyes, "Wow, so much delicious food! Immortal Lord, you actually prepared so much!"

Immortal Lord Qingyu smiled and nodded.

Shen Ying was quite surprised to learn by chance that Qingyu Immortal Lord prepared all the food he fed her personally.

After much thought, she finally came up with a reasonable explanation: this Immortal Lord Qingyu might be a hidden "cooking enthusiast"!

After all, Immortal Lord Qingyu's daily work is incredibly busy, with piles of tasks waiting for him to handle. Under such circumstances, it's understandable that he would have hobbies to relieve stress and relax.

If Immortal Lord Qingyu is truly passionate about cooking, then he must hope that someone can taste the dishes he has carefully prepared.

However, most cultivators do not care much about food and drink. His disciples are so engrossed in cultivation that they have no interest in playing "cooking games" with their master.

And so, the lucky one, Shen Ying, was chosen. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became of her truth, and Shen Ying nodded contentedly.

As dusk fell, the sky turned a vibrant orange-red. They sat side by side on the grass, enjoying the beautiful scenery together. As darkness deepened and the temperature began to drop, Shen Ying felt a chill and then put on a cloak of just the right thickness.

Shen Ying was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Immortal Lord Qingyu.

Immortal Lord Qingyu said, "It's getting cold."

He didn't say much, but Shen Ying blushed and quickly looked away, gazing up at the starry sky.

At that moment, her mind was in turmoil. She thought: Why is he so considerate? Why is he being so good to me? This is so illogical! Could he have fallen for me? Is that even possible? What does he like about me? Does he enjoy his meals so much?

Hmm... that's quite possible. After all, I can be considered a kindred spirit in his interests, and I always support what he does and do a pretty good job. So, it doesn't seem wrong for him to be nice to me.

Stopping her agonizing thoughts, Shen Ying looked up at the sky and suddenly exclaimed, "I wish there were shooting stars! Shooting stars are so beautiful. It's a pity that I always miss meteor showers because I can't stay awake."

After sighing, Shen Ying suddenly remembered that Immortal Lord Qingyu probably didn't know what a shooting star was, so she explained it to him again. It wasn't that they had never seen a shooting star, but that ancient and modern people had different names for shooting stars. She remembered that in ancient times, shooting stars were called "flying stars," "running stars," "thief stars," and so on.

No sooner had she finished speaking than a meteor shower actually appeared in the night sky. Shen Ying jumped up excitedly, quickly clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a wish. At that moment, she didn't notice that Qingyu Immortal Lord's slightly moving fingertips were surrounded by a pale blue light.

Immortal Lord Qingyu watched Shen Ying earnestly make her wish, his deep blue eyes as mysterious and dazzling as the vast and boundless starry sky.

On this day, in order to discuss various matters concerning the sect competition, the leaders, elders, and other key personnel of each sect gathered at Lingyun Peak, where the leader of the host sect was located.

At this gathering, people from all sides came together to discuss various matters concerning the competition, including the competition process, rule setting, and prize structure. After the meeting concluded, the sect leader had other matters to attend to and kept Immortal Lord Qingyu behind, gesturing for Shen Ying to leave.

With nothing to do for the time being, Shen Ying decided to return to Qingyu Peak first.

She strolled leisurely along the road, a gentle breeze ruffling her hair. Along the way, groups of cultivators walked together, chatting and laughing.

Shen Ying casually glanced at the figures, about to continue walking. Suddenly, a voice drifted into her ears on the wind, the word "player" clearly audible. Her eyes widened, her steps halted abruptly, and she was filled with shock: "Player?"

Shen Ying continued walking slowly and calmly, her eyes becoming cautious as she carefully observed who had mentioned the word "player." Soon, she discovered the voice belonged to two inner disciples dressed in Qingyun Sect attire. She didn't recognize them.

Shen Ying listened intently. One of the people, who identified himself as a player, said with a puzzled expression, "This is really strange!"

In the game's storyline that we are familiar with, there is absolutely no mention of the villain having a personal maid standing next to him.

I noticed the villain seems to value the fact that this is a woman. Should we ask the system about it?

Shen Ying noticed the word "system" and wondered: Could they contact the system at any time? Is their system service really that comprehensive?

Shen Ying couldn't help but despise her taciturn system that didn't care about her life or death.

Another player, looking exasperated, raised his voice and said, "Hey, why are you worrying so much? How could the game's plot be so detailed, even specifying which servants the villains have? Stop nitpicking!"

Shen Ying, who overheard their conversation, thought the first player to raise the question was quite astute. After all, the story didn't mention the villain, Qingyu Immortal Lord, having a personal maid. And then this unexpected turn of events occurred.

Although her original purpose was to stay by Qingyu Immortal Lord's side, she really did not expect that she would be brought directly to the mission target in such a simple way.

Even without considering the circumstances of these two suddenly appearing "players," and without knowing what their mission is or whether it will conflict with their own, they still have no idea.

Shen Ying didn't intend to reveal her identity to the other party; her intuition told her that she shouldn't let them know who she was. So, she simply observed from a distance.

The two players were unaware of her attention, continuing their conversation before gradually walking away.

Back at Qingyu Peak, Shen Ying's curiosity intensified, and she became restless, like an ant on a hot pan. Finally, she made a decisive decision, no longer hesitating, and took advantage of Qingyu Immortal Lord's absence to investigate the two players' information and carefully observe them.

After much trouble, it was finally learned that the two were named Wang Ziyu and Zhao Yu, respectively. They were the sect leader's personal disciples, highly regarded in the sect, and considered to be the best among the younger generation.

The results of her observations over the past few days shocked her.

These two players frequently and unabashedly discussed the game in front of others. However, apart from themselves, no one else seemed to be able to hear what these two self-proclaimed "players" were saying about game quests, the game world, and the like.