Villain System: Stealing the Protagonist's Harem and Luck

Chapter 87: Never Have I Seen Through Him (A Pair of Immortal Lovers)

Yue Mingkong’s mind went blank.

She had calculated a thousand ways Gu Changge might deal with her. Torture, interrogation, immediate execution… but not this.

In her past life, hadn’t he been disgusted by her? He wouldn’t even touch her hand, let alone…

She lay on the bed, her thoughts a chaotic mess. The steel resolve she had forged since her rebirth shattered in an instant.

She had plenty of techniques to break free. She was a regressor, a powerhouse in her own right. But for some reason—perhaps ghost-like confusion—she did nothing.

She simply watched as Gu Changge carried her to the inner sanctum.

Why?

This violated everything she knew about his character. Was her rebirth causing a butterfly effect? Had the timeline shifted so drastically that even he had changed?

Or…

In my past life, despite all my efforts to please him, he remained cold. Could it be that he prefers this version of me? The one who fights back?

The thought made her head spin. She couldn’t understand him. His mind was an abyss she couldn’t fathom.

“Mingkong,” Gu Changge laughed softly, staring at her peerless face. “I think you have some deep misunderstandings about your husband.”

His eyes held a meaning she couldn’t read.

“Gu Changge, you…”

At that moment, her emotions were a tangled knot of hatred and love. She decided to stop thinking. It was useless anyway.

She hated him to the bone. But she loved him to the dust.

The night passed without words.

…

The next morning.

When Gu Changge woke up, Yue Mingkong was gone. The bed was tidy; she had even taken the bedding with her.

The System chimed in his mind.

[Ding! Daughter of Providence Yue Mingkong’s killing intent has wavered.] [Luck Points +500. Destiny Points +2,500.]

Gu Changge smiled subtly.

It worked.

Yue Mingkong was now doubting her own memories. She was wondering if the “Gu Changge” of this timeline was truly the monster she remembered.

Women, whether emotional or rational, had one thing in common: they overthought. Give them a clue, and they would build a labyrinth. Yue Mingkong was no exception; she was actively gaslighting herself on his behalf.

“The immediate crisis is resolved,” he thought, leaving the hall. “But taming her completely will take time.”

Yue Mingkong avoided him for the rest of the day. She didn’t show up for the morning banquet or his departure.

He didn’t mind. She could hide for a day, but she couldn’t hide forever. He wasn’t in a rush.

Meanwhile, he prepared to return to the Daootian Immortal Palace. He had been gone for half a year. As the True Disciple, backed by the Immortal Gu Family, no one dared to criticize him openly, but whispers were inevitable.

The Immortal Palace was a microcosm of the Upper Realm’s power struggles. It was time to go back and remind them who ruled the roost.

…

Unrivaled Celestial Dynasty. On the road to the Celestial Capital.

Inside a black-gold carriage pulled by nine phoenix-like birds, Yue Mingkong sat in a daze.

Her maid, Huan’er, trembled in the corner. Her mistress had been acting strangely all morning—gritting her teeth one moment, looking lost in sorrow the next. It was a stark contrast to the iron-fisted Crown Princess who had executed traitors without blinking just days ago.

“Huan’er,” Yue Mingkong asked suddenly, rubbing her temples. “What kind of person do you think Young Lord Changge is?”

Huan’er paled. Discussing the Crown Princess’s fiancé was a death sentence if she misspoke.

“Speak,” Yue Mingkong ordered coldly.

“In… in this servant’s view,” Huan’er stammered, “Young Lord Changge is talented and powerful. He is a perfect match for you. A pair of immortal lovers.”

“Rumors say he is cold, but yesterday… he seemed gentle. Like a spring breeze.”

Yue Mingkong waved her hand, silencing the maid. Her expression darkened.

Gentle?

That was just a mask he wore for the world. She certainly hadn’t felt any “gentleness” last night.

She clenched her hand around a piece of fabric she had hidden in her sleeve—a section of the bedding, stained with a single drop of red.

“Gu Changge,” she whispered internally. “Two lifetimes, and I still can’t see through you.”

This trip had derailed all her plans. She thought she was the hunter, but she had ended up as the prey again. Her rebirth advantage meant nothing before him.

“But I won’t accept this,” she vowed, her eyes hardening. “For all the pain you caused me… I will repay you, one by one.”

…

Upper Realm, Outer Domain. The Land of Abandoned Immortals.

This was a primitive world of towering ancient trees and mountain-sized beasts. The air was thick with bleak mist, and the roars of monsters shook the earth.

Yan Ji stood atop a massive tree, gazing into the forbidden depths.

In the distance, shrouded in chaotic mist, lay a small village.

The terrifying beasts of the region tiptoed past it, their eyes filled with fear and reverence.

“How did the Young Lord know?” Yan Ji wondered, her expression grave. “A mysterious village deep in the forbidden zone… and that Peach Tree.”

It looked ancient. Primordial. It reminded her of legends from epochs past—legends that should have been dead and buried.

Even as a Great Sage, she felt a chill of instinctive fear.

She remembered Gu Changge’s order: If anything feels wrong, use the talisman and run.

Hum!

Suddenly, the air screamed.

A single petal drifted from the Peach Tree. It glowed with iridescent light, beautiful and fragile.

Then, it accelerated.

In an instant, it transformed into a supreme celestial sword, slashing through the void with enough power to sever a galaxy.

Boom!

The fabric of space tore open, revealing a gaping black rift.

Yan Ji’s face went white. This power was beyond her. Far beyond her.

She didn’t hesitate. She crushed the Domain-Breaking Talisman.

Buzz!

Space warped around her, opening a tunnel. She dove in.

Pfft!

She coughed a mouthful of blood as the shockwave hit. The sword-light collapsed the space behind her, clipping her escape.

She vanished.

Billions of miles away, in a different region of the Outer Domain, Yan Ji tumbled out of the void, pale and shaken. Cold sweat soaked her robes.

“If not for the Young Lord’s talisman… I would be dead,” she gasped. “That place is terrifying.”

“That village must be the target. I need to report this immediately.”

She suppressed her injuries and sped toward the Inner Domain.

…

Peach Village.

The massive Peach Tree swayed gently, its blossoms shimmering like jade.

“She escaped?” a melodious voice echoed from the trunk. “I was careless. She had a Domain-Breaking Talisman.”

“She didn’t carry the aura of the Gu Family… so she wasn’t here for Xian’er. Who was she?”

“It seems the peace of Peach Village is finally coming to an end.”

The voice faded, leaving only the rustling of leaves in the wind.