The Transmigration Queen - Chapter 1

I’d transmigrated into a book.

Specifically, into the heroine of a cultivation novel full of tortured romance.

When I became aware of my surroundings, people were holding me up and dragging me forward.

Every meridian in my body had been severed. My face was completely ruined.

“Where are we going?” I asked the system.

It sounded delighted. “Host, we’re off to jump from the Immortal-Slaying Terrace!”

“Once you jump, the ancient demonic energy inside you will awaken, and we can get the plot started!”

As a veteran transmigrator, I knew the drill.

Each plot point came with a specific mission.

“What’s the mission this time?”

No sooner had I asked than a virtual screen appeared in my mind.

Everything was laid out in plain sight.

Plot Point: Immortal-Slaying Terrace

Mission Target: Master Yan Qing

Mission: Complete any one of the following objectives:

1. 10 Regret Points
2. 10 Attraction Points
3. 10 Anger Points
4. 10 Fear Points
5. (Hidden)

I paused. “What the hell is that?”

For once, the system sounded a little guilty. “You don’t need to worry about that one, Host. It’s too difficult, so your considerate System 001 hid it for you.”

Suspicious. Extremely suspicious.

My curiosity hit an all-time high.

“I want to see it.”

The system kept resisting. “Host, reopening a hidden option costs points, you know~”

Oh? Trying to threaten me?

I smiled. “Who cares? I’ve got points to burn.”

I’d already been through nine worlds before this one, after all.

After dragging its feet for ages, the system finally revealed the hidden objective.

5. 50 Humiliation Points

Oho.

Challenging. Exciting. I liked it.

Without hesitation, I pressed the option. “I’ll take number five.”

The system: “…”

Was it just me, or could I faintly hear someone cursing me out?

Before I could give it any more thought, they threw me to the ground.

Every bone in my body felt as if it had come apart. I struggled to push myself upright.

And there he was, standing at the head of the crowd in white robes: Yan Qing.

I had to admit, the man had something going for him.

Cold. Aloof. Utterly untouchable.

It really made a girl want to mess with him.

Mmm, yes please.

“Wretched disciple!” Yan Qing snapped. “You dare look at your master like that? Such insolence!”

I blinked. “Is it that obvious?”

The system: “…You’re practically drooling.”

I wiped the corner of my mouth. “Sorry.”

“Huh?” I blinked again and glanced at the virtual screen. “His Humiliation Points changed.”

Mission Progress: 10%.

Seriously? One lustful look and he was already embarrassed?

This mission might be easier than I’d thought!

Someone was holding a scroll and reciting my ten great crimes.

Born a demoness. Evil by nature.

Bullying fellow disciples. Abusing demonic energy.

Disrespecting my elders. Indulging worldly desires.

…

Yan Qing stood before me. “Wretched disciple, do you admit your wrongdoing?”

I nodded. “Sure, sure, sure. You’re right. It’s all my fault.”

Apparently, my lack of sincerity annoyed him. His face flushed a little.

He cast a spell and brought me onto the Immortal-Slaying Terrace.

“I took you as my disciple because I believed you pure of heart and devoted to the Dao.”

He looked at me with a slight frown. “Yet now I no longer understand you.”

“Had I known…”

Sick of his rambling, I thrust out a hand to stop him.

“Yan Qing, you were pretty quick when we were doing it. What’s with all the dithering now?”

Yan Qing: “…”

The elders: “…”

The spectators watching from the sidelines: “…”

Silence. Deathly silence.

Then I watched Yan Qing’s humiliation climb and climb. In the blink of an eye, it hit 50%!

Ah, messing with someone who embarrassed easily felt so good!

“You’re really going too far,” the system said. “Seriously.”

Oh, I was only getting started.

Yan Qing finally recovered. His face crimson, he raised his spirit whip and lashed me.

“Filthy lies!”