Abused Female Lead And Beautiful Villainess (Quick Transmigration)

“Brother Lu, where have you put me?”

Ruan Xue silently gritted her teeth, inwardly cursing Lu Feng. Outwardly, she maintained a pitiful facade, unwilling to do anything that might tarnish her image.

Her voice was a mixture of hesitation, fear, and helplessness. Most men, hearing such a tone, would have rushed to comfort her gently.

Little did Ruan Xue know that Lu Feng was now an official underworld civil servant with excellent benefits. Managing the affairs of minor ghosts in the human realm earned him and his two colleagues substantial annual bonuses. For instance, with the recent scorching sun and long summer days in the human world, even with his identity token’s protection, his spiritual body disliked the sweltering weather.

The King of Hell, understanding their challenging work in the human realm, even provided them with heat allowances. The ghost officials who usually operated in the underworld were quite reluctant to come to the human world.

During their last summary report in the underworld, everyone treated them with utmost respect wherever they went.

Moreover, with the enhancement from his identity token, Lu Feng’s power had greatly increased. Not only could he easily manifest before humans, but he could also solidify his form effortlessly.

The ability to solidify and manifest delighted the three of them, allowing them to occasionally visit and see their families. They had no complaints about the King of Hell’s instructions to work diligently, approaching every task with utmost care and attention. Their serious yet humble attitude earned the King of Hell’s admiration, leading to further improvements in their treatment, including upgrades to high-end residential areas in the underworld, more suitable for cultivation.

Today, Lu Feng had just finished his daily work and was preparing to reunite with his wife when he unexpectedly encountered Ruan Xue, a malevolent ghost with impure intentions. If not for Ruan Xue’s cunning in tricking Mu Yuan into a life-and-death contract, Lu Feng would have obliterated her on the spot.

However, Yu Shuang had previously told him to follow Shen Wan’s lead regarding Ruan Xue. As long as they gathered the ghosts in the human world and had them buy safety talismans to avoid wandering, Ruan Xue would have no chance to increase her power.

As for evil spirits… well, it had been a long time since he’d seen any. During his last visit to the underworld, his colleagues mentioned a period when evil spirits were turning themselves in daily, claiming the human world was too dangerous due to an incredibly fierce ghost hunter. Before they could successfully act, this ghost hunter would knock them out with a single slap. In their dazed state, they’d hear the ghost hunter say:

“Ying Ying, you can eat this one. This evil spirit’s power is quite good, should be very nourishing!”

Reportedly, one evil spirit had a narrow escape. He had planned to cause a major traffic accident on a pedestrian crossing where a group of students was about to pass. His intention was to make a bus lose control and run over the students.

Unexpectedly, that ghost hunter was also waiting to cross the road. The evil spirit, excited about his plan, stood laughing in the middle of the road. Suddenly feeling something amiss, he followed a chilling gaze to see the ghost hunter standing with a ghost king, hand in hand.

The ghost hunter said to the ghost king called Ying Ying, “Ying Ying, look, there’s a fresh and tasty evil spirit. When he’s about to do something bad, I’ll knock him out for you to replenish your energy. This evil spirit’s power seems stronger than the previous one.”

After seeing the ghost king named Ying Ying nod with a smile, the evil spirit was so terrified his spiritual body nearly fell apart. He had heard of an extremely fierce ghost hunter in the human world who only caught evil spirits in the act, with a perfect success rate. Most ghost hunters didn’t necessarily kill all the spirits they caught, some were sealed or purified. But this ghost hunter was something else – she had a ghost king wife and fed the captured evil spirits directly to her.

The evil spirit was so scared he stood frozen, not daring to do anything.

Even after the bus and students had passed through the crossing, he hadn’t moved a muscle.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave; he was too frightened to float, feeling his spiritual body incredibly heavy. The feeling of being viewed as a snack was indescribable to those who hadn’t experienced it.

The ghost hunter didn’t leave, so the evil spirit didn’t dare move.

Finally, he vaguely heard the ghost hunter say, “Why isn’t that evil spirit doing anything? Ying Ying, are you hungry? But if he doesn’t act, I can’t just knock him out for no reason to make him your snack. Don’t worry though, this kind of evil spirit can’t resist doing bad things for long. We’ll follow him for a while, and when he does something bad, I’ll catch him for you to taste.”

The evil spirit snapped back to reality, feeling goosebumps all over, even in his spiritual state. It was truly terrifying.

He thought the ghost hunter was joking, but later, wherever he went, he felt uneasy and lost all desire to do evil. He had a premonition that if he did anything bad, that ghost hunter would immediately appear, knock him out with a slap, and take him back to feed her ghost king wife. Truly, he had never seen such a self-serving ghost hunter – so fierce, so cruel, even more brutal than he, an evil spirit.

Unable to bear this hair-raising existence, he finally rushed into the underworld during its monthly opening, turning himself in. He declared he’d rather climb knife mountains and be boiled in oil cauldrons every day than be eyed like a snack by a ghost hunter.

As he ran through the gates of the underworld, he thought he heard the ghost hunter’s voice, though it might have been his imagination: “Why aren’t evil spirits doing bad things anymore?”

Evil spirit: With a psychotic person watching, who dares to do anything bad?

Even now, as that evil spirit was being boiled in the oil cauldron, screaming in agony daily, he couldn’t help but share his psychological journey with the other spirits in the same pot. He expressed his relief: Although it was painful and he had to endure this for hundreds or thousands of years, at least he had saved his life and didn’t end up as someone’s snack.

Lu Feng had already returned home. He passed through the front door and found his wife waiting for him in the living room. His cold face softened, revealing a smile as he materialized and said softly, “I’m home.”

“Brother Lu.”

Lu Feng’s wife called out in delight, quickly standing up to approach him. However, she consciously kept some distance. When her husband had sacrificed himself, she had been devastated for a long time, thinking they were separated forever. She never imagined that the supernatural world was real, and her husband had become a ghost. At that time, although they couldn’t meet face to face, she could feel the chill in the room and knew he had come to see her.

Later… later, her husband had become an underworld official, not only able to materialize but also allowing them to meet frequently. Even though they couldn’t embrace or be intimate like before, having him by her side was enough to make her content. He had said he would wait for her, and a large part of why he lingered in the human world was because of her and their child.

“Did you have an important mission today? You’re back so late.”

“Mm.” Lu Feng sat on the sofa. Just as he was about to speak, the identity token on his waist stirred, and a voice came from it: “Brother Lu, where exactly have you put me? Can you let me out?”

Lu Feng’s wife stared oddly at the identity token. She didn’t doubt her husband; she knew what kind of person he was. However, the woman’s voice was coquettish and affected. As a woman herself, she disliked such deliberately whiny tones.

“This is…”

“On my way back, I encountered a female ghost with a weakened spiritual body. I didn’t want to get involved, but given my current position, I couldn’t ignore someone in need. She collapsed right in front of me, looking genuinely unwell, as if she was about to dissipate. So I put her in there until her spiritual body recovers, then I’ll let her go.”

“I see.” Lu Feng’s wife’s expression was strange. The voice clearly sounded energetic, showing no signs of weakness. Seeing her husband’s serious demeanor, she said, “Can you mute her voice? I’m afraid it might disturb the child.”

“Mm.” Lu Feng nodded and complied, instantly muting Ruan Xue’s voice.

Inside, Ruan Xue kept calling out, trying to use her most appealing voice for each word, hoping to move Lu Feng, catch his attention, and even evoke his sympathy. Little did she know, Lu Feng had already muted her voice at his wife’s request. Though the couple, one human and one spirit, couldn’t do much else, they spent the evening chatting about their experiences, making the most of their time together.

As dawn broke, Lu Feng’s wife had to go to work, and Lu Feng had his own duties to attend to.

He had completely forgotten about Ruan Xue. In his life, apart from his remaining family in the human world, the most important things were his tasks.

Ruan Xue? Who was Ruan Xue? He had long forgotten.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Ruan Xue’s calls evolved from affected cries of “Brother Lu, let me out” to directly calling his name, but still, no one responded. Later, perhaps realizing Lu Feng couldn’t hear her, she trembled with rage inside, utterly helpless. Her expression darkened as she considered an insulting possibility – had Lu Feng forgotten about her?

Ruan Xue’s week-long disappearance drove Mu Yuan frantic. He searched for her every day. Despite Ruan Xue being a ghost and Mu Yuan’s well-off background, he couldn’t mobilize much to find her. Seeing Mu Yuan so anxious, Ruan Xue’s mother asked him what he was looking for.

Mu Yuan only said he was searching for someone very important, without elaborating further.

Mu Yuan’s mother felt somewhat displeased, suspecting her son had found another girl he liked, leaving a bad impression.

Finally, Mu Yuan suddenly remembered Shen Wan. Coincidentally, on a Friday, Mu Yuan waited outside Shen Wan’s school gate.

He had previously learned that Shen Wan had managed to buy a house in a small community outside the school on her own. On Fridays, she would definitely return there.

Sure enough, as most people were leaving, Shen Wan appeared.

“What’s with the long face? You look like someone owes you five million.”

Mu Yuan’s expression was grim. “Do you know where Xiao Xue is?” Indeed, he suspected Shen Wan was involved in Ruan Xue’s disappearance. He instinctively glanced around Shen Wan. “Where’s that ghost king of yours?”

“She’s here, always holding my hand.” Shen Wan looked Mu Yuan up and down. “Did you lose your little ghost?”

Mu Yuan quickly calmed down. Shen Wan didn’t seem to have harmed Xiao Xue, and he could feel through their life-and-death contract that Xiao Xue was still alive.

“Xiao Xue has been missing for a week.”

Shen Wan was somewhat surprised; she genuinely didn’t know about this. As for Lu Feng, he had spent that night chatting with his wife and gone about his business the next day, completely forgetting about Ruan Xue’s existence.

“That must be because you haven’t been holding onto her like I do with my wife.” Shen Wan raised her hand, saying seriously, “If you hold on like this all the time, you won’t lose your wife.”

Shen Wan’s eyes conveyed a message: You idiot, you’re really stupid. If you don’t hold onto your wife, of course you’ll lose her.

Mu Yuan was furious!

“Can you help me find Xiao Xue?”

“I don’t work for free. After all, I’m not just feeding myself. I have a whole family to support. Do you understand what I mean?”