Transmigration:The Villain Wants A Happy End Without His BeastHusbands-Chapter 138: You Stole It

Su Ningyan hated the silence. It pressed in on him thickly.

Even his own heartbeat sounded loud in his ears. Fast and uneven.

Was he scared?

...He couldn’t tell.

But he kept moving anyway.

He checked chamber after chamber. Empty.

The main hall was in the direction Yan Wuhen had gone. So Ningyan went the opposite way until he reached the dungeon.

He stopped.

This place... he was thrown in here the day he woke up in this world.

The day he met Wuhen.

Lanterns flickered along the stone walls, casting dim, uneven light. It was enough to see.

Ningyan stepped closer to one of the lanterns. And then something prickled at the back of his neck.

His body stilled.

Someone was behind him. Close... Getting closer.

He didn’t turn. Not yet.

He waited.

One step.

Two... Closer.

He spun, eyes blazing vivid purple, hand already raised only for his wrist to be caught mid-motion.

Ningyan froze. Familiar golden reptilian eyes met his. His pupils shrank.

"...Jun Haoxuan?"

"Su Ningyan?" Haoxuan looked just as surprised for a split second before it vanished. He released Ningyan’s wrist slowly.

But he didn’t step back. Instead he stared straight through him like he was peeling him apart layer by layer.

"The dragon crystal," he whispered.

Ningyan’s breath hitched.

Slowly, he reached up and removed the illusion mask. His form shifted back. No ears. No tail. Just him.

Haoxuan stepped closer. "I wasn’t expecting," he said, voice edged with something dark, "that you’d come to me this quickly."

"Madam Qin... Her children..." Ningyan swallowed. Hard. "...You killed them?"

Jun Haoxuan raised a brow.

"Yes," he said simply. "They deserved it."

His tone was calm.

"Bothersome creatures," he continued. "They were working for Lan Yunlai. His supporters have grown bold, invading dragon territory as if there are no consequences."

His gaze sharpened slightly. "There are even dragons among them."

He looked disgusted. "My father has already declared it that any beast aiding those who cultivate demon qi will be executed."

Su Ningyan frowned. "But you’re here for the crystal."

Haoxuan’s eyes settled fully on him now.

"I tracked it here to the phoenix clan. To you," he said. Then his gaze darkened. "But I didn’t expect..."

He lifted his hand, reaching toward Ningyan’s chest...

smack.

Ningyan slapped it away instantly. "Don’t." His voice was sharp and defensive.

Haoxuan exhaled slowly. A thin thread of restraint.

"Look, Ningyan," he said. "You are Shenzhen’s friend. I have no intention of hurting you. You are also Yunyi’s—"

"Don’t." Ningyan’s voice cut through him coldly. "Do not mention that name to me."

Haoxuan looked genuinely surprised. "...What?"

Then his expression hardened. "You don’t get to speak to me like that."

His voice lost its restraint. "I brought you into my home. I let you reunite with your family. I even helped you with that assassin’s information—"

His eyes flashed. "And this is how you repay me? By stealing from me?"

Ningyan’s breath hitched. "Wait.. no, I didn’t steal—"

He didn’t get to finish.

Haoxuan’s hand shot out, his fingers wrapping around Ningyan’s throat and slammed him back against the wall. Hard.

The lantern beside them flickered violently.

Ningyan gasped.

Haoxuan leaned in, golden reptilian eyes blazing now.

"I was cleaning up the mess I made," he said, voice low and furious. "Before you decided to walk straight to me."

His grip tightened. Not enough to kill. But enough to remind. "And now that you’re here, you will not stand in front of me and pretend to be the victim."

His voice dropped further. "Do you even understand what the dragon crystal is? Do you know what it’s worth?"

His eyes locked onto Ningyan’s. "You stole it."

Ningyan trembled under the pressure of his grip.

There was not just rage in those golden eyes. There was something else. It looked like fear ...and something dangerously close to hurt.

Ningyan shook his head quickly, fingers tightening around Haoxuan’s wrist.

"I didn’t..." he rasped. "I didn’t steal it."

Haoxuan’s gaze hardened. "I do not believe you."

Something in Ningyan snapped. His eyes flared vivid purple, burning. "You don’t believe me?"

His grip tightened. "You think I’ll just stand here and let you accuse me?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

His voice rose, sharp with anger. "I didn’t even know the dragon crystal existed until last night!"

He struck. Slapping Haoxuan’s hand away, breaking the hold on his throat and immediately a surge of ominous purple energy burst from his palm slamming straight into Haoxuan’s chest.

Boom.

Haoxuan was sent flying. His back crashed into the dungeon wall, stone cracking on impact.

Dust scattered.

Ningyan stood there, breathing hard. Chest rising. Power still flickering faintly around him.

Then he started walking forward. Step by step. Anger simmering under his skin.

"I’m done letting people walk over me," he said coldly. "And that includes you, Divine Beast Prince Jun Haoxuan. I appreciate you killing them. I truly do. But you’re not taking the crystal from me."

He pointed at him. Then let his hand fall.

"Go back to your clan," he said flatly. "And tell Yunyi.. If I see her again, I will kill her."

He turned and took a step to leave...

"...What do you know about the dragon crystal?"

Ningyan stopped. Slowly, he turned back.

Haoxuan had already straightened, looking calm and composed. Dusting off his robes like nothing had happened. There was no anger, no embarrassment. Just control.

"What do you know?" he repeated.

Ningyan frowned. "Meishan told me it helps with cultivation."

Jun Haoxuan exhaled slowly, rubbing his forehead. His fingers brushed against his left horn as a grounding motion. Then he stepped toward Ningyan.

"What you know is only half of it. And it’s the part outsiders are allowed to know." His gaze sharpened. "You know nothing."

Before Ningyan could react, Haoxuan moved. His hand shot out, slamming Ningyan’s chest and a surge of blue energy exploded outward, swallowing everything.

The world shifted.

They were no longer in the dungeon.

They stood in the void. Facing the pulsing purple crystal.

Haoxuan froze. "...Gods."

Ningyan blinked rapidly, disoriented.

"What—" he looked around. "How are you here?"

Haoxuan didn’t answer immediately. His eyes were locked onto the crystal. Something like disbelief, like horror, flickering through them.

"The dragon crystal," he said slowly, "is a sacred heirloom of the Jun family."

His voice was steadier now. Controlled.

"It is a fragment of a divine core, yes. It amplifies power. It allows transcendence. But that is not why we guard it."

He finally looked at Ningyan. "It is passed down from generation to generation. Father to heir. Or... to their other half."

Ningyan stilled. "....Other half?"

Haoxuan stepped closer. "As the heir to the Azure dragon clan, the crystal is given to the one I want to claim. It is placed within them. To protect them. To bind them."

His gaze darkened slightly. "It is not just power. It is a union."

Silence fell between them.

Haoxuan’s eyes flicked back to the crystal. His jaw tightened.

"The blue core..." he murmured, "is a mirror of my qi. My existence. And now—"

He looked at Ningyan again. Something unsettled in his expression. "It’s within you."

Ningyan’s heart pounded. "That doesn’t—"

"It protected you," Haoxuan cut in. "And it has done something it has never done before. It fused with your soul. Which means you are bound to me for eternity."