The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 147: Wu Chaochang!

"Got it."

Number 10 nodded and quickly tied Lin Fan beside Butcher Deng. The latter glanced at the unconscious figure next to him and silently sighed.

’Another unlucky soul.’

Back in the shadows, Su Mo and Yang Qingxi watched the scene unfold.

"Miss Yang," Su Mo said, "how much luck does Lin Fan have left?"

"520," she replied. "Why are you asking?"

Su Mo shrugged. "Just calculating how much loss you’d suffer if he dies by accident."

Yang Qingxi’s lips twitched.

Then she said calmly, "We can’t let him die if we can help it."

Her tone was steady, without hesitation. "He’s not Ye Chen. He hasn’t done anything unforgivable until now. Taking his opportunities is fine, but not at the cost of his life. At least... not yet."

Su Mo looked at her for a moment. Then his lips curled, and he suddenly started laughing.

Yang Qingxi frowned. "What are you laughing at? Do you think I’m being naïve?"

"That’s not it," Su Mo said, still smiling. "I’m just thinking... what kind of idiot designed you as a villainess?"

Yang Qingxi rolled her eyes immediately. "The same idiot who made you a protagonist."

The moment those words left her mouth, she realised her mistake.

Su Mo froze. He stopped laughing.

"...What did you just say?"

His eyes widened slowly. "Me? A protagonist?"

Yang Qingxi averted her gaze. "...Nothing."

"Hey."

Su Mo stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders. "Don’t ’nothing’ me. Answer me. What did you mean by that?"

His voice carried an unusual agitation. "Am I a protagonist?"

"Stop shaking me," Yang Qingxi said irritably. "Fine. Yes. You are. Now calm down."

Su Mo’s hands loosened. He stepped back slightly, his expression blank.

"...How could that be..."

His voice was low, almost disbelieving. "How could this world put me in the same category as those... things...?"

Disgust appeared on his face.

"Why are you reacting like this?" Yang Qingxi asked, confused. "Isn’t it normal?"

That sentence seemed to trigger something.

"How is that normal?!"

Su Mo’s voice rose sharply.

"Do I look greasy? No."

"Am I a loser? No."

"Is my smile twisted like some weird brand logo? Absolutely not!"

"I’m a perfectly normal, decent person with good qualities and a handsome face! There is no way I belong in the same category as them!"

"I refuse to accept it!"

Yang Qingxi stared at him, stunned. She had never seen him lose composure like this before.

Fortunately, even in his agitation, Su Mo had instinctively formed a barrier around them. Their voices didn’t leak out.

Yang Qingxi sighed softly. "Alright, calm down."

Her tone softened slightly. "Didn’t you just say I don’t seem like a villainess? Then why care about what the world says?"

She looked at him. "Just be yourself. I know what kind of person you are."

Su Mo paused. The agitation in his eyes gradually faded.

"...Miss Yang..."

Her words settled his thoughts, and he calmed down.

[She’s right. I decide what I am.]

Then, slowly, his thoughts shifted.

[Actually... being a protagonist isn’t that bad.]

[Protagonists usually have good luck with women.]

[In my story... I should have a huge harem. Like I thought before.]

[At least thousands of beauties... sounds about right.]

[Without a harem, what kind of protagonist would I be?]

Yang Qingxi’s expression froze.

Then, slowly darkened.

’...Excuse me?’

She had just comforted him.

And this was what he was thinking?

Her fingers twitched slightly.

’Have you asked me?’

’Did I agree?’

Her gaze turned colder.

’If I let you have a harem in this life... my name is not Yang Qingxi.’

She was very angry, but she held it in.

Barely.

Then, Su Mo’s thoughts continued.

[...Wait.]

[Then what about Miss Yang? Isn’t she a villainess?]

[Shouldn’t we have been on opposite sides as rivals and enemies?]

[No wait! Although she is a villainess in Ye Chen and Lin Fan’s plot. Maybe in my plot, she has the identity of the heroine.]

[Yeah...that makes sense.]

[There’s no rule saying a villainess can’t be the heroine in another story.]

[No wonder her eyes sometimes feel... strange.]

[Miss Yang—No! Baby Yang...must be secretly into me.]

[Can’t blame her.]

[Who wouldn’t be attracted to someone this handsome?]

Yang Qingxi’s face went completely expressionless.

She silently checked her system.

’30,460 Luck Points...? Not enough. I need at least 160,000... Then I can beat him properly.’

She took a slow breath.

’Patience, Qingxi. Patience.’

’Just wait. Your time will come.’

For now, she endured. Choosing forbearance over violence.

But somewhere in the future—the day her strength surpassed his—everything she had just suppressed...would explode all at once.

***

Time passed slowly.

Suddenly, two different life signatures entered Su Mo’s range of spiritual sense.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Those two..." he muttered under his breath, "they seem stronger than the others."

At the same time, a familiar notification sounded in Yang Qingxi’s mind.

[Ding! Destiny Protagonist detected.]

Her gaze sharpened instantly.

Another one.

So this was the unknown protagonist mentioned earlier.

[Ding! Destiny Protagonist detected.]

[Ding! Retrieving information...]

[Destiny Protagonist: Wu Chaochang]

[Age: 26]

[Cultivation: Qi Condensation (Level 9)]

[Personality: Ruthless, Greedy, Ambitious]

[Luck Value: 6500]

[Information: Adopted son of the late elder of White Moon Sect. Current owner of the Evil Divination Mirror. He aims to destroy the White Moon Sect and establish his own force capable of overturning the entire supernatural world.]

***

Yang Qingxi’s breathing paused for a moment.

Her eyes fixated on a single line.

Qi Condensation (Level 9)

A faint chill ran through her.

’His cultivation... is higher than mine.’

Until now, everything had gone relatively smoothly. Even when facing Lin Fan or Ye Chen, she had always held some degree of control. But this was different.

For the first time, she was facing an enemy stronger than herself.

Her expression turned serious.

’No.’

’I can’t wait.’

Waiting meant risk. And risk, in this situation, was something she couldn’t afford. Even with Su Mo’s protection, her lack of strength might become a weakness.

Her thoughts moved quickly.

’System.’

’Increase my cultivation. Now!’