Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

From 101 to chapter 108 will be updated tomorrow, you need to read it to not get confused with the future plots.

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The three of them shared a bed, but nothing actually happened that night.

Yunjin was too innocent and pure. With her soft squishy face and that tuft of hair bobbing on her head, the moment she burrowed into the blankets, she looked like the daughter Yino and Yuyan could’ve had together.

After a busy day down the mountain, Yunjin naturally fell asleep early.

Yino slept in the middle. Yunjin used his arm as a pillow, her legs wrapped around his waist like he was her body pillow. He didn’t dare touch her carelessly, but his hand had nowhere to go, leaving him awkward and uncomfortable. Eventually, he bent his arm down and gently wrapped it around her slender waist.

On the other side, Yuyan watched her husband’s half-body get monopolized by the little girl, feeling a strange emotion that she couldn’t quite name.

Still, Yunjin rarely got to cuddle with Yino like this, it had been half a year. Yuyan couldn’t say anything about it. She silently pulled Yino’s other free arm into her embrace and pressed it gently between her breasts.

The three of them each had their own sleeping positions, but overall, it was peaceful.

The next morning, they prepared to depart.

Before they left, Mu Daosheng didn’t come to see them off, but a graceful woman in a black dress hurried over.

Yino recognized her, Mu Yanran, Yuyan’s senior sister. A kind person. In the later stages of the game, she seemed to have died protecting Yuyan. Unfortunately, that plotline didn’t involve the player-controlled protagonist Chen Jianxin much, so even now, Yino still didn’t know what Yuyan and Yanran had gone through.

But at this point, Yino had no energy to manage every female character’s fate.

Next, he’d take Yuyan to the Dragon Palace for cultivation. If he could help her break through to the Void Refinement Realm, that would already be excellent. In a way, as long as Yino took good care of Yuyan, he’d also be helping Yanran avoid her death.

“Yuyan, be careful on your journey…”

“I made you pastries yesterday, your favorite silver pear crisps from when you were little.”

The two of them embraced before parting. Yanran smoothly tucked a wrapped package into Yuyan’s arms.

Yino watched from the side, lost in thought. But when he heard the word pastries, his eyebrows rose involuntarily.

He didn’t say anything, though.

After Yuyan waved goodbye to Yanran, Yino took Yunjin’s hand. He and Yuyan each summoned their swords and flew toward the Dragon Palace in the capital.

“Senior Sister, can I try those silver pear crisps?”

During the flight, Yino couldn’t help but ask with a probing tone.

Yuyan blinked and quietly pulled out the pastries from her chest. She’d only taken one piece, but when she noticed the white-haired girl in front of Yino staring at the pastries with such longing, she took out another piece and handed them to Yino and Yunjin respectively.

“Thank you!”

“Silver pears… Grandma said these are precious spirit fruits from the Northern Snowfall Mountains…”

“Senior Yanran really is the sect master’s daughter, even her pastry ingredients are this luxurious!”

Yunjin carefully cradled the pastry in her hands, the tuft of hair on her head bouncing up and down. A little girl who’d grown up in a village had never eaten such high-grade delicacies before.

She opened her mouth wide, about to take a taste, but just before the pear crisp reached her lips, Yino’s hand shot out from behind and snatched it away.

“Hm!?”

Yunjin froze. Her tuft of hair bent into a question mark.

Yino said nothing. He just pinched the pear crisp and examined it carefully for a moment, then silently swallowed Yunjin’s piece in one bite.

At the same time, Yuyan noticed Yino’s unusual behavior.

She looked at him, confusion in her beautiful eyes at first. But soon, as if she’d picked up on something from this tiny detail, her eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

“Yino…”

She probed quietly, her face paling.

Yuyan knew Yino wouldn’t randomly steal pastries from Yunjin for no reason. Everything he did had that mysterious, calculating style she found enigmatic.

The Western Demon Abyss before, and later the Liuli Sect, both were like that.

But now…

Yino’s sharp perception was focused on the pear crisps Yanran had casually given Yuyan.

Besides the pastries being poisoned, Yuyan couldn’t think of any other possibility.

But Yanran had been like a childhood friend to Yuyan. She was Yuyan’s most trusted friend in the Wuji Sect besides Yino…

How could she possibly poison Yuyan?

“It’s actually pretty good.”

After a moment of tasting, Yino swallowed the pear crisp and gave it a thumbs up.

Yunjin immediately puffed out her cheeks in grievance.

Yino smiled helplessly and fed his own piece of pear crisp to Yunjin.

The girl opened her mouth and bit down, finally settling down.

Watching this scene unfold, peaceful on the surface but full of hidden details, made Yuyan’s heart itch.

From the results, Yino should have determined the pastries weren’t poisonous.

But…

What Yuyan cared more about was why Yino was so guarded against Yanran.

“Want to know?”

Yino caught the unease in her eyes and smiled faintly.

Yuyan nodded obediently.

However, Yino pointed at the tuft of hair on the girl in front of him, gesturing that it wasn’t convenient to talk now.

“I’ll tell you when we reach the capital.”

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Wuji Sect, Sect Master’s Pavilion.

Mu Daosheng returned home late from outside, only to freeze when he saw the empty tea table in the living room.

His eyes widened as he quickly turned to ask the black-dressed woman who’d just returned from Ranmo Peak.

“Yanran, where are the pastries you made last night?”

“I just gave them to Yuyan…”

The black-dressed woman kicked off her shoes, stepped onto the pavilion floor, and tilted her head curiously.

At those words, Mu Daosheng’s heart sank. His face gradually turned ashen.

He remembered the bottle of immortal parasite the ancestor had given him that night, and the image of Yanran yesterday busy in the kitchen kneading dough with the golden bottle.

This had been the plan he and Yanran had agreed on all along.

The ancestors in the ancestral shrine had told Mu Daosheng that Yino had already offended the Immortals from the Divine Gate. If he wanted to ensure these old people wouldn’t target Yuyan in the future, he had to make Yuyan take that bottle of immortal parasite. That way, the divine gate could be assured Yuyan wouldn’t help Yino oppose them again.

The task ultimately fell to Yanran, which was why there’d been a serving of silver pear crisps carefully prepared by her on the living room tea table.

But last night, after Mu Daosheng’s conversation with Yino, he’d heard a different truth and an entirely different solution from changli.

Mu Daosheng ultimately felt guilty and chose to believe Yino.

So when he returned last night, Mu Daosheng had already sent word to Yanran to halt the plan.

But…

“This is bad.”

Thinking this far, Mu Daosheng’s back ran cold.

If Changli discovered the parasite in the pear crisps, that would still be manageable. But if it went undiscovered and the Divine Gate later used the immortal parasite to control Yuyan…

By then, Mu Daosheng would truly become the accomplice the Imperial Ancestor had spoken of!

“Father, the pear crisps I gave Yuyan were fine…”

Seeing the old man’s face turn white, Yanran sighed from where she sat.

She pulled out another serving of pear crisps from her chest and placed them on the table. “This one has the parasite.”

“Yanran, you… made two servings from the start?”