Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 337

“He wants to see me, what do you think he wants to do?”

Sheng Nuan frowned, muttering to the customer service.

These immortals never take the tribulations in the mortal realm seriously. Moreover, the other party is an ancient Demon God who became a deity from a demon… No matter how you think about it, he doesn’t seem like someone easy to get along with.

Since he sent someone ahead to relay the message, it shows he’s at least someone who follows etiquette. She might as well not see him for now… Wait and see how this Demon God conducts himself.

She had finally become a leisurely High Immortal and she hadn’t enjoyed her good days for long.

At this moment, Tao Hua cheerfully ran in. “Sister Sheng, Sister Bai He is here to see you again.”

Bai He was the original host’s best friend in the celestial realm. Sheng Nuan had met her once after returning and found they got along quite well.

Sheng Nuan was about to get up when Tao Hua added, “Sister Bai He’s male companion is also here… Sister Sheng, I heard that the male immortal is the young prince of the South Sea Dragon Palace, a noble white dragon.”

Tao Hua giggled mischievously, “Last time, he met you by chance when accompanying his cousin, but today can’t be another coincidence, right? Hee hee…”

Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow lightly, flicked Tao Hua’s forehead, and then walked outside.

“Tsk, little Nuan Nuan, Sister is here again… Don’t find me annoying. I can’t help it, our noble little white dragon returned to the South Sea and lost his appetite and sleep over you. Alas, as his cousin, I really can’t bear it…”

Beside Bai He, a young man in silver soft armor looked at Sheng Nuan with bright eyes, his ears turning red. He stepped forward and saluted, “I am the little dragon, Ao Yue. Greetings, High Immortal.”

In fact, as a dragon prince, his status was much higher than Sheng Nuan’s as a High Immortal, but he was so earnest in his salute that Sheng Nuan hurriedly returned the gesture.

Then Baihe started chattering nonstop beside Sheng Nuan, enthusiastically praising how exceptional the little white dragon was, upright, virtuous, and so on…

She also mentioned how Sheng Nuan was punished to undergo tribulation in the mortal realm for protecting the little orchid before.

Ao Yue frowned slightly, then spoke seriously, “From now on, Sister Sheng’s matters are my matters. As long as I am here, I will never let anyone bully Sister Sheng again!”

When leaving, Ao Yue blushed slightly and said he would come again tomorrow, bringing some specialties from the South Sea for Sheng Nuan…

Behind them, Bai He winked playfully at Sheng Nuan…

The next day, as agreed, Sheng Nuan went to Floating Cloud Island, not far from the Baixiang Pavilion. She had arranged to meet the little white dragon there.

The customer service sounded uncertain: “Host, are you interested in the tender little white dragon or the seafood from the South Sea?”

Sheng Nuan smiled, “Only children make choices, adults usually want all.”

Customer service: ……

But when Sheng Nuan arrived at Floating Cloud Island and sat in the pavilion waiting, the whole day passed without the little white dragon showing up.

Their appointed time had long passed. Sheng Nuan clicked her tongue, stood up, and headed back.

She was actually stood up—how novel…

On the way back, she happened to encounter a patrol of heavenly soldiers and generals, led by a golden-armored celestial general.

As they passed by, the golden-armored celestial general paused, suddenly turning to watch the beautiful female immortal in a lake-green dress walk away. He asked in a daze, “Which palace is that fairy from? Why have I never seen her before?”

The deputy beside him cupped his hands, “General has been guarding the Northern Wilderness, so you might not know. That is High Immortal Sheng Nuan, the Pavilion Master of the Baixiang Pavilion, who recently returned from her tribulation.”

This golden-armored celestial general was Chong Ming, commanding a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers. He had been guarding the extreme northern regions, defending against the slumbering Demon God in the Extreme Northern Abyss… But in the blink of an eye, the Demon God had settled in the Ninth Heaven, so he returned to report.

The next day, just as Sheng Nuan woke up, a little flower fairy came to announce that General Chong Ming had come to visit.

The night before, Sheng Nuan couldn’t resist drinking two cups of peach blossom wine that Bai He had brought. The rich floral aroma had gone to her head, and she slept soundly all night. She felt quite drowsy now, pressing her forehead as she asked the customer service who Chong Ming was.

Seeing customer service show her the burly golden-armored celestial general, and knowing he was the one she had met by chance yesterday and that he had come today, she twitched the corner of her mouth. Without hesitation, she sent the little flower fairy out to decline, saying she didn’t like interacting with people.

Customer service clicked its tongue: “Everyone knows you dislike him because he’s not a little fresh meat…”

Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow, “I’ve finally regained my freedom and become an immortal who doesn’t have to worry about anything. Do I still need to wrong myself? There’s no need, right?”

Customer service: ……

Two days later, Bai He came again, unprecedentedly hesitant and full of guilt in front of Sheng Nuan.

“That brat, I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He said he was coming to see you that day, but not only did he not come, within two days he got engaged… Don’t even think about me attending the wedding!”

Sheng Nuan was a bit surprised but didn’t care.

After all, what she was interested in was the little white dragon’s looks and… the seafood he was going to bring her. If it didn’t work out, so be it.

She went out with Bai He for a stroll. Just as they reached the lotus pond, several sheets of paper flew toward them, golden light flowing on them, about to fall into the pond.

She instinctively reached out to catch them. In the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared.

Seeing the papers in Sheng Nuan’s hand, the person immediately sighed in relief. He looked up to thank her but froze when he met Sheng Nuan’s eyes.

A fair-skinned, handsome young scholar tidied his attire and then solemnly bowed, “I am Su Ci, the Wenchang Star¹. Thank you, fairy, for your assistance.”

Bai He clicked her tongue, nudging Sheng Nuan with her elbow. Sheng Nuan handed over the papers, “You’re welcome.”

The Wenchang Star reached out to take them, glanced at her, cleared his throat, and was about to speak when Bai He interrupted, “We have matters to attend to and won’t disturb the Wenchang Star.”

With that, she pulled Sheng Nuan away quickly.

Only then did Sheng Nuan learn from Bai He that this Wenchang Star was not to be trifled with. He was very proud and aloof, notoriously sharp-tongued and vindictive, and could easily be offended if one wasn’t careful. In short, he was very difficult to get along with.

Sheng Nuan recalled the serious demeanor of the handsome scholar and found it funny for no reason…

Beside her, Bai He clicked her tongue in wonder, “You were already eye-catching before, but now that you’ve returned from your tribulation reborn, you’re even more troublesome… No wonder Her Highness the Princess dislikes you.”

Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Yes, it’s all my fault for being born too beautiful.”

Bai He couldn’t help but laugh, “Narcissist…”

Remembering something, Bai He gossiped, “I heard that yesterday, War God Chong Ming came to the Baixiang Pavilion to see you, and you didn’t meet him?”

Bai He was puzzled, “He’s the number one God of War of the Ninth Heaven, and it’s the first time he’s taken the initiative to chat with a female immortal. Even when the one from the Guanghan Palace² showed him favor, he didn’t pay her any mind… If you could be with him, you wouldn’t have to worry about being targeted in the future.”

Sheng Nuan clicked her tongue, “Come on, after all the effort to get where I am, do I still need to sell myself for protection?”

Bai He giggled, “What are you saying? That War God Chong Ming is brave and mighty, tsk… Just thinking about it makes one’s heart race.”

Sheng Nuan looked at Bai He with a face full of disgust and disbelief, “Stop getting excited by yourself. If that day comes, you’ll regret it.”

Bai He coquettishly said, “Oh, you’re so annoying. I just like heroic men…”

Sheng Nuan shook her head, unable to agree.

She was truly afraid, really afraid.

Outside the Baixiang Pavilion, in a certain void, the man in the purple robe frowned thoughtfully…