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【001】The Vicious Female

Li Luoluo had finally managed to survive the apocalypse by the skin of her teeth. Before she could even celebrate, a blinding flash of white light burst before her eyes, so bright she couldn’t open them at all.

When she barely adapted and opened her eyes again, she was stunned to discover she was now in a completely unfamiliar environment.

At this moment, she was seated upright on an impossibly luxurious chair, its back inlaid with dazzling gemstones that shimmered brilliantly.

In her right hand was a barbed whip, dripping with fresh blood. Bits of flesh still clung to its vicious spikes.

And kneeling before her was a breathtakingly beautiful youth—stunning enough to topple a nation.

But that youth was now covered in wounds—large and small—across his entire body. Blood seeped from them endlessly, staining his once snow-white clothes red.

Aside from his exquisite face, which remained intact, there was hardly a patch of uninjured skin on him. Countless black scales had fallen at his feet, reflecting the intense hatred in his eyes.

Li Luoluo was utterly dumbfounded. Was she dreaming? And if so—why was this dream so violent?

Soon, fragments of plot flashed quickly through her mind, and her expression darkened.

She… had transmigrated into a book.

And she wasn’t just anyone—she was the vicious supporting female character.

According to the novel, this woman was rotten to the core. Not only did she snatch her younger sister’s beastman husband, Beiming Heng, but she also abused her other four nominal beastman husbands!

She mistreated servants, schemed against the heroine—her own sister, Li Yaoyao—and became a notorious, hated, vicious female.

Most of all, Li Luoluo had stolen Beiming Heng, who was originally supposed to be her sister’s beastman. She truly deserved death.

But the original owner’s five so-called husbands later teamed up with her sister, tortured her cruelly, and killed her with no corpse left behind. …Wasn’t that a bit too much?!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Her cat-like eyes filled with gloom, and she nearly wanted to destroy this stupid interstellar world.

How dare they?!

Waiting to die was absolutely not Li Luoluo’s style. Breaking the script—that was what she did best.

Her fate would be hers to control. Even if fate itself or the gods of destiny stood before her, they could roll far, far away!

Right then, a clear scene flashed across her mind, and she finally realized the truth: she and the original owner had somehow swapped identities.

She had transmigrated into a world of interstellar beastfolk and become the most noble princess of Blue Star!

She possessed SSSSS-level spiritual power—the highest treasure of the entire interstellar realm.

Here, females were revered, males were subordinate, and a female of her status could have countless powerful beastman husbands.

According to the novel’s plot, Li Luoluo had to return everything she stole from the heroine—completely and unconditionally—if she wanted to live.

Such an unreasonable demand enraged Li Luoluo. Her beautiful cat eyes widened with fury, blazing as if they could spit fire.

Straightening her back, she whispered toward the empty air with fearless resolve:
“You want me to accept fate? Whoever you are—even in your dreams, it will never happen!”

With that roar, the volcano in her heart fully erupted.

She silently swore that no matter the cost, she would devise a way to break the script—not only to ruin Li Yaoyao, but also to make her future traitorous husbands regret everything!

But before Li Luoluo could take any action, something went wrong with her body.

Suddenly, it felt as though countless razor-sharp needles were piercing into her brain. Waves of sharp, bone-deep pain crashed over her relentless and fierce.

The pain was so overwhelming that her originally stunning face contorted, drenched in cold sweat. Beads of sweat rolled continuously down her cheeks.

At the same time, Li Luoluo instinctively dug her white, jade-like fingers into her palm, trying to divert her attention and lessen the pain.

But the tearing sensation in her mind didn’t lessen at all—it grew more intense, wave after wave, as if about to devour her completely.

Despite gritting her teeth and trying to endure, she felt she truly couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Ah…!”

With a heart-piercing scream, her delicate body curled up from the agony, her hands clutching her head as if it might ease even a fraction of the pain.

But the pain only surged more violently, almost unbearable.

Hearing the abnormal sounds from inside the room, the attendants waiting outside were startled and rushed in.

Once they saw Li Luoluo like this, their faces went pale. Their knees buckled, and they fell to the ground in fear.

Beiming Heng saw her miserable state. His reason told him he should step forward and attend to his future wife. But his heart told him—don’t meddle.

Because of that moment of hesitation, he missed the perfect chance to approach her. He would later hate himself deeply for his cowardice.

Li Luoluo tried to regulate her breathing and attempted to use her spiritual power to repair her sudden mental injury, but she couldn’t muster any strength. Her body also felt strangely hot.

She bit her lip hard, cursing the original owner for being stupid enough to fall into a trap. This body had been drugged!

Right now, she urgently needed a man—no, a male beast!

Thus, her gaze toward Beiming Heng turned… strange.

“Your Highness, w-what… what is happening to you?”

“Should… should I call a doctor to examine you?”

One slightly braver attendant asked, trembling. His voice shook, and he didn’t dare raise his head to look at her.

The others didn’t even dare breathe loudly. They knelt on the floor, trembling, overcome with fear.

They all knew the princess had a violent temper and a vicious personality. One wrong move could send her into a rage.

Seeing her in such pain now frightened them even more. No one dared to approach, afraid they would be killed for angering her.

But if they left her unattended and something happened to her, they would also be severely punished—perhaps even lose their lives.

For a moment, they were stuck between life and death—unable to advance, unable to retreat.