Conquering the Psycho Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Yu bound a system at the moment of his impending death.

As long as he maxed out the favorability of the psycho villains across various worlds, he could alter his doomed ending. Adhering to the principle of tailored strategies, Shen Yu adopted different approaches for different types of villains.

However, why did the villains’ gazes toward him grow increasingly off?

“That was the gaze that longed to tear you apart bone by bone and devour you whole—”

“Tumultuous love and terrifying desire.”

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World One: Wealthy Elite

Young dark moonlight top vs all-devouring bigshot bottom

Shen Yu transmigrated into the villain’s teenage years. Every day, he frantically brushed his presence to become the villain’s good brother.

One day, Shen Yu left without a farewell, leaving behind nothing but deception and betrayal.

Eight years later, Shen Yu appeared once more.

The now high and mighty villain pinched his chin, a dangerous smile on his face. “You dare come back?”

Shen Yu struggled desperately. “I can explain!”

The villain flung him onto the bed, produced a pair of handcuffs, and sneered. “You explain yours. I’ll do mine.”

Shen Yu: “?”

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World Two: Insect Clan

Cold exterior, sensitive interior—high-rank female insect(male) top vs former imperial marshal, now defiant villain bottom

As the protagonist’s foil character, Shen Yu transmigrated as Vidonien, the perverse male insect who delighted in toying with female insects.

He picked up the blood-drenched bigshot from a rainy alley and declared he would train him into a dog!

Vidonien: I have a feeling I’m next to die.

Sure enough, once the villain’s wounds healed, he vanished without a word.

One day, a massive warship blotted out the skies above Imperial Star. Red Blood descended, plunging everyone into panic.

The long-missing tall female insect strode forward in tall military boots, his aura terrifying. He reached out and viciously clamped Vidonien’s neck.

The tall female insect buried his head deep into Vidonien’s neck, as if dying to bite it clean off. Contrary to that suicidal ruthlessness, he shoved a dog chain back into Vidonien’s hand.

“If you don’t want to die, leash me tight.”

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World Three: Xianxia

Emotionless Dao cultivator yet romantic and indolent top vs free-spirited mad disciple bottom

Shen Yu feigned deep affection for years, until his white moonlight perished three hundred years after her marriage.

That year, he finally formed a ruthless dao heart.

The same year, he took her child as his disciple—this wild, unbound, supremely talented rebel brat who would later dive headfirst into the demonic path over clashing ideals with the protagonist.

One day, a junior brother from the original protagonist brandished a handkerchief as evidence. He accused the villain and Shen Yu of an immoral affair and demanded the sect elders convene at Farewell Master Pavilion to vote on expelling the villain.

Shen Yu lightly patted the villain’s hand. “We have clear consciences.”

The villain looked puzzled. “But Master, what if mine isn’t clear?”

Shen Yu: “…”

As the crowd’s jaws dropped, the bright-voiced youth swung his sword and severed the master bell.

He asked no questions of the road ahead or the path behind—he seized only the now. He flashed Shen Yu a brilliant, carefree smile. “Master, wait just a few days. Your disciple will come to propose.”

The elders: “???”

Later—

The handsome, wickedly deviant man tilted his head and asked, “Master, who are you looking at… through me?”

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World Four: ABO

Insecure gloomy top vs heaven’s favored alpha bottom

During secondary differentiation, Shen Yu shifted from a pheromone-deficient disabled alpha into a delayed-maturing omega.

His birth family was utter trash. His heart festered with darkness, malice, and bone-deep inferiority. His omega status got him into the First Federal Military Academy—a place he’d never even dreamed of before.

On the first day of school, the villain—the academy’s radiant little sun and heartthrob—fell for him at first sight.

As the villain drew near, jealousy, loathing, and every shadowy impulse buried in Shen Yu’s depths sprouted and twisted like roots.

He envied the villain’s prodigious talent, his perfect family—like a sun wreathed in stars, radiating light and warmth.

So Shen Yu scowled and, savoring a twisted thrill, dragged that sun into the dark.

The gloomy Shen Yu flirted hard—then bolted. But strong hands clamped his ankle, refusing to let go.

The alpha grinned and dangled handcuffs. “Hm? Where to?”

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World Five: Apocalypse

Heart-reading pure-but-feral top vs foul-mouthed rugged bigshot bottom

The apocalypse arrived. He picked up a pure, lovesick youth.

Of everyone, only he stirred ripples in that world—beyond it.

But excessive purity had its downsides.

Watching Shen Yu stroll past with his shirt unbuttoned, chest exposed, the bigshot silently lit a cigarette: Fuck, those pecs look soft. Wanna lick ’em with my tongue.

Watching Shen Yu cleanly decapitate a zombie with a sword swing, waist hugged tight by his belt, the bigshot narrowed his eyes: Shit, that waist’s got grip. Wanna fuck it.

Watching Shen Yu lean in, using the back of his hand to check his temperature—chest fully bared.

The bigshot lit a cigarette: Fuck!

Those ever-more-arousing inner thoughts drilled into his ears. Shen Yu’s water-holding hand shook and shook.

He shut his eyes and mustered an innocent green tea look. “Why are you so hot?”

The bigshot snapped. One hook, one bite—he bundled the youth straight onto the bed.

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World Six: Western Fantasy

Tragic backstory, disguised believer top vs lofty God of Light bottom

How did a plain, unloved, distrustful nobody make the God of Light fall to the mortal realm?

Answer: Start by faking devotion as a believer.

“I am your loyal follower.”

“I heed your will.”

“I follow you devoutly.”

The lie unraveled.

The believer disappeared.

That day, the god’s profound breath-wind ravaged the land, shrouding the entire Four Continents Continent in ninety-nine days of darkness. It meant—

The God of Light had fallen.

As panic gripped the world, the former divinity knelt at a crumbling altar. He leaned close and breathed a cryptic, perilous sigh into the ear of that runaway ex-believer.

“See? I’ve fallen… for you.”

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Main World: Modern Era

Romantic, unbound free spirit top vs low-key, enduring celestial dragon bottom

“Dark crushes like that don’t come true so easily.”

But his did—quietly.