TBOUMTBDK Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Face Con and Beauty: Exhilarating and Terrifying

“Since you’ve noticed something unusual about the Demon Lord recently, take advantage of his carelessness and follow him. Find out if he’s injured, how badly, and report back to me immediately…”

“…Don’t be afraid, I promise, once you complete this mission, I will definitely bring you back to the Immortal Sect this time.”

“Don’t let him see through your identity. I have a gift for you when you return safely. Also, I miss you very much…”

…

Who’s talking? I can’t hear clearly… Why does this sound a bit scummy?

Yun Xia tried to open his eyes, but found he couldn’t control himself. His body seemed to be walking quickly, and everything in front of him was blurry.

“Thump, thump, thump…”

The sound of hurried heartbeats echoed in his ears, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Is this a dream? All the muscles in my body are so tense, stretched like a fully drawn bowstring, about to snap at any moment.

Why is my heart beating so fast? It’s like I’m about to do something of life-and-death importance. Hiss… stop beating, it’s going to explode!

Just as Yun Xia was trying to control this body, a flood of information surged into his brain.

He was stunned by the impact, and immediately forgot about the strangeness of his body.

He wasn’t dreaming, but had transmigrated into a book.

The original owner was cannon fodder sent by the Male Lead to the Demon Realm. He carefully transmitted various news from the Demon Realm to the Male Lead. In the end, his actions were exposed, he became a plaything of the Demon Lord, and his ending was naturally tragic.

He’s an undercover agent, that’s interesting.

But what’s more interesting is this Xianxia world!

Yun Xia thought with great interest.

The perspective is from the Male Lead, so the description of the Demon Lord in the book is very scarce. All that is known is that a hundred years ago, the Demon Lord unified the Demon Realm and shocked the Three Realms. In the decades since, his brutal, ruthless, and elusive image, as well as his terrifying power, have been known to all.

Being an undercover agent around such a character is too challenging.

It’s better to lie low, find an opportunity to leave the Demon Realm, and then live a carefree and happy life as an immortal, how wonderful.

And the Immortal Realm is also worth a look.

The original owner and Yun Xia shared the same name and surname and were childhood sweethearts with the Male Lead.

The Male Lead constantly subdued underlings, slapped the faces of cannon fodder, and stepped on stepping stones to reach his peak step by step. The original owner, as a member of the cannon fodder, had a secret crush on this darling of the heavens since childhood, and tried his best to chase after the Male Lead, desperately trying to keep up with his pace.

The Male Lead became more and more valued by the Immortal Sect, growing from an outer disciple to one of the Ten Great Elders of the sect.

For the Male Lead’s plan and ambition, the original owner willingly went to the Demon Realm as an undercover agent, and eventually died in the Holy City of the Demon Realm, at the hands of that Demon Lord.

Now that Yun Xia has come here, regardless of the original owner, he has also used his body, and he will go to his homeland to take a look in the future.

Yun Xia quickly arranged his future, and as he was thinking, he suddenly found that he could move, and was lying on the bed.

He stretched comfortably, relieving his sore muscles, his eyes glanced over the antique, grand, and domineering furnishings, and he wondered, how could a small undercover agent like him sleep in such a good place? It’s too high-profile.

Then, his eyes fell on his side, there was actually someone there!

Sharing the bed with him was an indescribable man—the man’s first impression was cold and violent, his dark red eyes born with ominous ferocity. The corners of his eyes slanted upwards, but his eyelids drooped lazily, the combination of nonchalance and ferocity appearing on one person without any sense of discord, making him even more enigmatic and mysterious.

He seemed to have just noticed Yun Xia, and his gaze suddenly turned cold.

The surrounding air seemed to be controlled by him, and a heavy sense of oppression came over him, making people unable to resist, only trembling and collapsing to the ground.

However, perhaps because Yun Xia had just transmigrated and had not fully integrated into the original owner’s body, he did not feel this suffocating atmosphere at all.

In his eyes, the man was propping his head up with one hand, looking down at him, his long hair flowing like ink on his chest and the bed, the ends of his hair pressed under his body as he turned over, as if liquid silver was gliding past.

The hair alone was already amazing enough, but the man’s face was what truly made him unable to take his eyes away.

This… such a beauty!

Both his face and temperament are top-tier!

Moreover, the man’s face was pale, with a hint of weariness, and only a faint red on his lips, adding a touch of weakness to him.

What’s more heartwarming than a beauty is a weak beauty!

Absolutely stunning!

Yun Xia stared straight at the man, his eyes direct and naked, so pure that the man felt a burning sensation.

No one dared to look directly at the Demon Lord like this.

The Demon Lord raised his arm, approaching Yun Xia’s neck. No reason was needed; this offense alone was enough for him to lose his life.

At this moment, the little worm about to die had a gleam in his eyes and said, “You’re so good-looking, can I follow you in the future?”

How novel.

The Demon Lord’s hand paused, not continuing.

And Yun Xia blurted out these words, almost forgetting his situation.

He was truly a superficial person. Cultivation was indeed interesting, but it wasn’t urgent. What interested him more was the beauty in front of him!

He admired himself for being able to sense that this beauty was a powerful figure, even while immersed in his beauty.

Don’t ask why he felt he was a big shot, it’s just instinct!

In the future, traveling through the Three Realms, having a big shot by his side would provide a sense of security, and more importantly, it would be wonderful to be accompanied by a beauty!

Just like those who see their dream lover, at first glance, they already imagine standing with them at the wedding, or even having both sons and daughters.

Then, Yun Xia saw the beauty’s eyes narrow slightly, and the hand slowly lowered.

Hand?

Yun Xia’s gaze shifted away from the beauty’s face for the first time, falling on the hand that almost touched his neck.

Ah, the hand is so beautiful, it could be a hand model!

No, that’s not right, what was this hand about to do just now?

Only then did he belatedly realize that the hand was planning to strangle him?

Yun Xia’s brain, dazed by the beauty, sobered up for the most part, and then saw several dark and terrifying lines slowly crawling up the side of the beauty’s face.

These lines were like ravines growing inside the skin, and at such a close distance, he could clearly see the perfect, smooth skin cracking open and drying up wherever they went.

Extremely horrifying.

Yun Xia’s pupils trembled, and his first reaction was, how painful must that be! It must hurt to death!

But the beauty had no reaction at all. The muscles around the stimulated area were like dead skin, without even a physiological tremor.

Yun Xia’s throat tightened.

Beauty is deceiving, he remembered! These black lines were Devil Markings, this beauty was the Demon Lord, so didn’t he just tease the Demon Lord?

He was careless, he didn’t expect to wake up in such a situation, and be on the verge of death as soon as he transmigrated.

He forced out an awkward smile and said, “That, Esteemed Lord, are you alright? I only came because I was worried about you, not because of your beauty, really.”

Since it had come to this, he might as well go all out, hoping to divert the Demon Lord’s attention from the matter of being followed.

After all, no one had ever dared to discuss his face in front of the Demon Lord. The outside world had never heard of the Demon Lord’s appearance, only his mighty and fierce reputation.

Yun Xia had completely figured it out. This scene where he was in bed with the Demon Lord was the original owner’s last mission, corresponding to the few words he hadn’t heard clearly just now.

The original owner had previously guessed that the Demon Lord was injured, and the Male Lead sent a message asking him to secretly investigate.

And the original owner, observing that the Demon Lord’s condition was abnormal, placed a Tracking Talisman on the Demon Lord.

Such a Tracking Talisman should have been discovered, but the original owner had put a lot of effort into this undercover operation. This Tracking Talisman was more concealed and cautious than ordinary Tracking Talismans. Even if he followed, he would appear far away from the Demon Lord.

But what he didn’t expect was that the Demon Lord was going to a Forbidden Little World.

This Little World was one of the Demon Realm’s forbidden areas, only the Demon Lord could enter. This place had different rules of heaven from the Three Realms Continent, which would suppress one’s cultivation base. The higher one’s cultivation base, the more severely it would be suppressed.

Also, because of the distorted rules here, the original owner and the Demon Lord were directly teleported to the Demon Lord’s side after they came.

In the original text, the original owner opened his eyes and saw the Demon Lord, was so frightened that he could no longer hide, and exposed his identity. He was tortured to within an inch of his life in the Little World by the Demon Lord, and after leaving, he was even more miserable, and eventually exploded and died.

At this time, the brutal and ruthless Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, the dark red pupils layered upon layer, as if he was somewhat interested in his words, and his thin lips parted slightly: “Thinking about how to escape death?”

He was seen through.

Yun Xia’s body unconsciously tensed slightly again. This was the body’s conditioned reflex. He blinked and looked at him carefully: “You’re right, Esteemed Lord, before you strike, can you listen to my explanation?”

The Demon Lord looked at him patiently: “Mm.”

Although the majestic killing intent had unknowingly dissipated a lot, the Demon Lord’s single syllable made Yun Xia’s nerve endings highly tense. He knew that he would not have a second chance.

His brain was spinning rapidly. What the Demon Lord cared about most was definitely the injury. No one knew about this matter, except for Yun Xia, who had transmigrated into the book.

“You definitely don’t remember me, but I’ve been serving you all the time, so I noticed that you haven’t been feeling well lately. I know you wouldn’t want others to know, so I didn’t tell anyone, but I just wanted to do something for you, so I secretly followed you.”

“Others can’t avoid me fast enough, and you want to do something for me?” The Demon Lord’s slender fingers lightly rested on Yun Xia’s jaw. With just a little force, he could crush his jawbone.

Such a beautiful and graceful posture, like picking a flower.

“Yes, because I respect and admire you more than others!” Yun Xia didn’t seem to notice his dangerous chin, and looked at the Demon Lord with the same fervent and sincere gaze as before.

Such a gaze was both strange and familiar to the Demon Lord. Long ago, many people had looked at him like this. He had unified the chaotic Demon Realm for thousands of years, and those who followed him respected him immensely.

But from some point on, such gazes gradually disappeared, and there were fewer and fewer people around him. All that everyone felt for him was awe and fear.

The Demon Lord’s lips curved slightly: “Why follow me? Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Yun Xia: “I’m afraid something will happen to you.” The fingers on his chin rubbed gently, and Yun Xia’s heart pounded wildly.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t afraid of death, but he couldn’t deny that the beauty in front of him was holding his life in his hands, and could take his life in an instant with a casual gesture. This extreme contrast between appearance and true nature created a strange and crazy meaning.

When facing this person, Yun Xia had the feeling of dancing on the tip of a rose’s thorn.

It was truly exhilarating and terrifying.

“Something will happen to me?” The Demon Lord chuckled.

Yun Xia was dazed by his smile, and murmured: “No, but Esteemed Lord, concern can cloud one’s judgment.”

This sentence sounded more genuine than all the previous words.

A dark color flashed through the Demon Lord’s crimson eyes: “You have quite an interesting mouth, and you’re bold enough. I am indeed injured and came here to heal. Since you want to live, then live well.”

After speaking, without seeing him make any movements, Yun Xia only felt himself being thrown out. The next moment, he was outside the house, falling to the ground.

Because he was caught off guard when he landed, he rolled two or three times.

Yun Xia: “…”

That fucking hurt!

He grimaced and climbed up, knowing that he had temporarily saved his life, but he was not optimistic. Since the beauty… no, the Demon Lord had directly told him that he was here to heal, it meant that he didn’t care if he revealed it.

First, he couldn’t get out anyway, and second, an insignificant life could be taken at any time, depending only on the Demon Lord’s mood.

With the danger temporarily gone, Yun Xia had the opportunity to observe the environment here.

Looking around this Little World, except for the small cluster of buildings behind him, the surroundings were all misty bamboo forests.

It didn’t look like the Demon Realm at all, but more like the ethereal Immortal Realm, the scenery was quite beautiful.

Yun Xia was wearing a dark servant’s uniform, his hair tied in a bun. He touched his face, which seemed to be his original appearance.

He was not bad-looking, what modern people would call a “pretty boy”. His features were delicate, his frame was neither too big nor too small, and he had even been selected to film a short film at school.

But compared to the Demon Lord, he was far behind. The Demon Lord had a stern and cold beauty. It was not an exaggeration to describe him as a beauty, and he was not at all feminine.

Coupled with the aura of being in a high position, Yun Xia couldn’t ignore his face at all, and it even suppressed some of his fear of the Demon Lord.

Ah, this damn face con of mine, can I be an undercover agent? Yun Xia politely expressed that it was a bit difficult.

Because he had been thrown out, Yun Xia didn’t want to go in and provoke the Demon Lord’s temper, so he walked into the bamboo forest, intending to find out the environment here, while observing himself.

Logically speaking, although he wasn’t as powerful as the Male Lead in the book, his cultivation base was very good compared to ordinary cultivators, but the problem now was that he didn’t feel like he had any spiritual power!

Uh, how did those people who transmigrated manage to use spiritual power as soon as they transmigrated?

As a cultivator, how could he not have a protective golden light when he was thrown out and landed on the ground? If not golden light, there should be some immortal light, right?

Oh right, he was now a demon, and demons cultivated Demonic Energy, not Spirit Qi. This method of transforming from an immortal to a demon was naturally helped by the Male Lead.

Yun Xia stood in the forest, his face serious, and closed his eyes with a deep look.

Bamboo leaves fell with the wind, and in the fairy-like forest, his clothes swayed with the wind, his eyes were slightly closed, and the expression on his delicate face was solemn, as if he was brewing something. The surrounding mist floated faintly.

He looked like a floating immortal.

After a long time, Yun Xia: “What?!”

The filter shattered, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.

It’s over, he couldn’t feel the legendary Dantian, nor could he feel the legendary Demonic Energy, let alone use it.

Ah, this…

It shouldn’t be a talent issue, right?

He wouldn’t have to survive in the most dangerous place with an ordinary flesh and blood body, would he?