Every Assassination Attempt on the Immortal Lord Fails [Book Transmigration]

Yuan Qinghao transmigrated into a novel, only to open his eyes and find himself thrusting a sword into the chest of the male lead, Ning Duo—a prodigious sword cultivator from the Sword Sect. The next moment, the breathtakingly handsome yet ice-cold immortal lord retaliated, piercing his heart with a stroke of his own sword. This was the world of *The Immortal and the Devil*, a melodramatic tale of physical and emotional torment, where he played the role of the story’s greatest villain—the young master of the Demon Sect. Beautiful yet cunning, sinister and ruthless. A cultivation prodigy who reached Qi Refinement at six and Foundation Building at nine, he grew up to lead demonic cultivators in slaughtering the righteous path and framing the male lead. And being fatally struck by the male lead’s sword, plummeting off a cliff, was his ultimate demise as the final villain. Yuan Qinghao: "...System, bro, can we change the transmigration timing? This hellish starting difficulty is a bit much." System: *Fine. Let’s go back to your first meeting as children.* Yuan Qinghao opened his eyes again—this time to the Demon Sect’s dungeon alchemy lab, where the adorable young male lead was tied to a stone slab, being cruelly experimented on to become a "puppet." Yuan Qinghao: "...Can I still turn over a new leaf, or is it too late?" To survive and avoid a gruesome fate, Yuan Qinghao cautiously embarked on the path of fixing the plot. Tenderly healing and caring for the pitiful young male lead; Guiding the tragically beautiful and powerful male lead as he uncovered the secrets of his past and unraveled an ancient sect’s wrongful injustice; Finally, standing side by side with the male lead, battling through life and death, becoming renowned confidants—legendary *close friends* in the cultivation world! ... ...Wait. Why does it feel like the plot has derailed, galloping toward some bizarre direction— The righteous immortal lord’s gaze toward him grew increasingly scorching, his cold words bolder by the day. Until one fateful moment, the icy immortal pinned Yuan Qinghao down in a secluded corner, his expression unreadable: *"Back then, you tried to kill me again and again. Now... shouldn’t it be my turn to make you* die *and... come back... to life?"* Much later, Yuan Qinghao bit his blanket in despair, tears streaming: *"I only knew opposing the protagonist would get me stabbed by a sword... I never imagined becoming his 'close friend' would get me stabbed by a* different *kind of sword... Wuwuwu~~"* Immortal Lord: *"......"* —————— Cold, aloof, overpowering Immortal Lord (Top) × Beautiful as spring blossoms, wicked and ruthless (not!) Demon Sect Young Master (Bottom) —————— *Regret not the past, only the love lost,* *Yearning hides beneath each glance we crossed.* *One promise kept in this life shall suffice,* *No need to seek far—your heart is my guide.*