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

As they walked, they came to the bank of a rushing river. The water roared and surged, its waves crashing against the huge rocks on the bank.

The furry little animal said, "We must cross the river; there's a way out on the other side."

Looking at the surging river, Shen Ying felt a little scared, but she gritted her teeth and prepared to go into the water.

Just then, a huge water monster suddenly leaped out of the river, its gaping maw lunging at them. Shen Ying was so frightened that she retreated several steps, while the furry little beast shouted, "Run to the side!"

They fled desperately along the riverbank, with the monster hot on their heels. In the chaos, Shen Ying tripped over a tree root and was about to be pounced on by the monster.

The furry little beast leaped forward, blocking Shen Ying's path, and roared angrily. Perhaps intimidated by the furry little beast's imposing presence, the water monster paused for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Ying quickly got up and continued her escape.

After running for an unknown amount of time, they finally escaped the water monster. Shen Ying and the furry little beast were exhausted and lay on the ground, panting heavily.

After resting for a while, they got up again.

Shen Ying, panting heavily, looked at the furry little beast and said, "Your innate skill is space-jumping, but it's always triggered passively. Is there any way to help you grow and eventually control this ability, so you can take me to jump through space again and return to Immortal Lord Qingyu?"

The furry little beast blinked, its expression revealing a hint of confusion and helplessness. It responded in Shen Ying's mind, "I'm not quite sure either. I haven't been awakened for long, and I haven't figured out how to control it yet."

Shen Ying was silent for a moment, then said speechlessly, "Why don't you learn from other cloud beasts?"

The fluffy little beast looked aggrieved and cried out, "Those predecessors who used their talents with ease are now roaming freely everywhere, and we can't find them anywhere. Young beasts like me have either returned to the world or are like me now, only able to figure things out on my own."

The man and the beast looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Just when they were at their wits' end, the space behind Shen Ying suddenly cracked open without warning. The crack was like a hideous wound, bursting out with blinding light, as if it wanted to devour everything around it.

Shen Ying was so frightened by the sudden situation that her heart jumped into her throat. She and the plush animal huddled together in fear and backed away at the same time.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere made it hard to breathe. As the crack slowly opened, it emitted a chilling "creaking" sound, each sound like a heavy blow to their hearts.

Shen Ying and the plush animal's eyes widened, and their breathing became rapid and heavy.

At first, their faces were full of vigilance, their muscles were taut, and their nerves were on edge, as if they were about to face any danger that might suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Immediately afterward, astonishment replaced their wariness; they were so shocked by the unimaginable sight before them that they gaped open, unable to utter a single word.

Finally, when they saw the familiar figure appear in the crack, their astonishment instantly turned into joy.

Shen Ying rushed towards the person without hesitation, her tears and snot soaking the other person. The other person, however, was extremely gentle and patiently comforted her, not minding her dirty and disheveled appearance at all.

After many twists and turns, the human and the beast were finally brought back to the peaceful and safe Qingyu Peak by Immortal Lord Qingyu.

However, considering the potential risks, Qingyu Xianjun knew that at this stage, when the fluffy little beast was not yet able to skillfully control its own innate skills, decisive measures had to be taken.

Therefore, he firmly forbade the plush animal from approaching Shen Ying to prevent a similar accident from happening again.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Immortal Lord Qingyu ruthlessly and without hesitation tossed the fluffy little beast into the trial space he had created. Having done all this, he acted as if he were detached from the matter, no longer paying any attention to or caring about it.

Shen Ying, who felt too fragile to withstand any more hardships, exclaimed: "Your Majesty is truly wise!"

Inside Qingyi Pavilion, Shen Ying was enjoying the delicious dishes newly created by Immortal Lord Qingyu, her satisfied expression as if she were in a paradise of food.

Immortal Lord Qingyu sat to the side with a smile, carefully serving Shen Ying the food, placing the tender fish meat into her bowl, and said softly, "This fish meat is so tender, eat more."

Shen Ying ate happily, unaware that some soup had accidentally gotten on the corner of her mouth. Qingyu Immortal Lord naturally picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth.

Shen Ying didn't find anything wrong with such intimate behavior; she was already used to it.

Just then, a figure rushed in with great fanfare. It was Mo Yang, an old friend of Immortal Lord Qingyu. He was dressed in a fiery red robe, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, and a black belt around his waist, inlaid with several sparkling gems.

He was tall with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, his gaze revealing an untamed spirit. His hair was casually tied back, a few strands fluttering in the wind, adding to his carefree air.

Mo Yang, his face filled with worry and anxiety, entered the room and witnessed everything. He stared in surprise and shouted, "Qing Yu, what's going on? Who is this little guy?"

You actually served her food yourself, and you were so intimate with her!! Are you some kind of old cow eating young grass?! Speaking of which, there's no harm without comparison. Usually, when I ask you to pour me some tea, you cold-hearted guy won't even acknowledge me. You're simply…”

Immortal Lord Qingyu smiled slightly, slowly poured a cup of tea for the other party, and said in a voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Drink."

Mo Yang, who was almost vomiting blood from the invisible pressure exerted on him: ...

With food still in her mouth, Shen Ying looked up at the guy who had suddenly appeared and was speaking without any restraint, only to see that his face had suddenly turned pale and cold sweat was pouring out like beads. She tilted her head in confusion, full of doubt: What's wrong with him?

In the tranquil courtyard, Mo Yang took a sip of tea brewed with spiritual spring water. His expression softened slightly, but quickly became serious again. He frowned, glanced at Shen Ying, and then at Immortal Lord Qingyu.

Just as Shen Ying was about to leave, she heard Qingyu Immortal Lord's gentle voice say, "It's alright. Just say what you have to say."

Mo Yang didn't hesitate, but a look of worry appeared in his eyes. He said to Immortal Lord Qingyu, "A few days ago, when my disciples went out to train, they noticed some unusual activity in the Netherworld Valley, which is usually teeming with evil spirits."

According to reliable sources, that wicked Blood Fiend seems to be secretly gathering forces and plotting to attack our Qingyun Sect.

I was worried about this matter, and after weighing the options, I sent several disciples in disguise to sneak into the Netherworld Valley in order to find out their plans and arrangements in advance.

However, these disciples have been missing ever since they went in, and there has been no news of them. I am truly at my wit's end and wanted to ask you if you have any ideas.”

Just then, Shen Ying, who was leisurely admiring the beautiful flowers blooming in the courtyard, heard the words "Netherworld Valley" and her body trembled, and she immediately perked up her ears.

She remembered that the game's storyline described Qingyu Immortal Lord as the mastermind behind the attack on Qingyun Sect using evil methods. This plot, combined with the Qingyu Immortal Lord she knew, always felt out of place to her, like forcibly turning someone into a villain.

Perhaps there really is some inside story she doesn't know. Now, all she can do is try her best to prevent Qingyu Immortal Lord from turning evil and betraying Qingyun Sect.

Shen Ying relaxed her expression, remaining calm and pretending to continue admiring the flowers with great interest. However, her ears were like antennas, closely capturing every word exchanged between Master Moyang and Immortal Qingyu, not letting go of any subtle clues.

Immortal Lord Qingyu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "The Netherworld Valley is fraught with danger. The disciples are missing. Perhaps they have encountered traps and mechanisms in the valley and are temporarily trapped; or perhaps their actions have been discovered, leading to their imprisonment. At present, we should not make too much of a fuss, lest we alert them."

Mo Yang clenched his fists anxiously and said urgently, "Then what do you think we should do now? That wicked Blood Fiend is cunning, cruel, and bloodthirsty. He has always been ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals."

If he really does lead his troops to attack, and we are completely unaware of his plot, we might be plunged into a bloody battle!