Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Is Poisonous

Please collect my column~~~~~ Behind every passionate and earth-shattering love story, there are countless cannon fodders.

Shen Wangshu, who has been transmigrating into cannon fodder in ever...

Chapter 72 On the Downfall of the Stallion Male Protagonist (Part 3)

"Are you still going to save her?" Shen Wangshu looked at the shocked Xi Wu Daojun with sympathy.

The female cultivator below was clearly stunned, terrified by Ling'er's self-satisfaction, and subconsciously took a few steps back and released Ling'er.

To Ling'er, this appeared to be a sign of guilt, and she shouted even more angrily, "Shameless scoundrel! You don't deserve to be human!"

Xi Wu Daojun was speechless, standing blankly in the clouds. The spiritual light in his hand seemed to be mocking him.

He stared blankly at Shen Wangshu.

“I advise you not to go and save her,” Shen Wangshu said kindly to him. “Otherwise, a perfectly good heroic rescue will turn into a premeditated act of treachery.”

In that young girl's mind, Daoist Xiwu was the biggest villain in the world, always acting with ulterior motives. If he were to intervene, Ling'er would likely see it as a carefully orchestrated act by Daoist Xiwu and the female cultivator, a pre-arranged scheme to win the girl's gratitude and affection. Otherwise, why would he appear so conveniently?

Of course, being misunderstood is a very unpleasant feeling, especially for a proud and arrogant high-ranking cultivator.

For a thousand years, Daoist Xiwu has only been respected. Although he has encountered some minor setbacks in his marriage, the number of female cultivators in the cultivation world who want to marry a great cultivator can stretch from the Guangming Sect to the demon race.

Handsome, elegant, and powerful, what more could he ask for?

Daoist Xiwu has no shortage of female cultivators who want to marry him, so he is not devastated and cannot live without anyone.

He hesitated, his mind racing, and murmured, "How could she think of me like that?"

If he really wanted to force her, would he need to go through all this trouble? A simple imperial decree would have been enough. The girl would have already been delivered to his bedside.

Shen Wangshu couldn't explain the issue of "imagination" to him, and instead played around with the fox's tail as if it were none of her business.

Its fluffy tail was adorable. When Shen Wangshu grabbed it, it was all warm and cozy fur. In particular, the tail would wiggle shyly on its own, which was much more interesting than watching Xi Wu Dao Jun's love and hate.

Just as she was about to carry her spirit beast back to her cave to rest, she heard a furious shout from below, and a tall, handsome young man emerged from the forest.

"stop!"

The figure arrived quickly, clearly skilled in escape techniques. He leaped in front of Ling'er, shielding her behind him. The spirit sword on his back rang out with a resounding clang, fluttering around him.

He glanced back at the helpless and pitiful girl on the ground, noticing several bright red handprints on her fair face, which were swollen all over. His expression immediately turned cold, and he turned to the frowning female cultivator, saying, "How dare you bully your fellow disciple in broad daylight?! The sect's rules strictly forbid fellow disciples from killing each other. If you continue to bully Ling'er, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the Enforcement Hall with you."

His face was strikingly handsome, shining like a sharp, gleaming sword in the sunlight. When the female cultivator saw that this was Yue Xizhi, who had recently become the most prominent figure, she gritted her teeth, dared not offend him, and turned to leave.

Since joining the sect, Yue Xizhi has received the full care and protection of his master. This unprecedented care has made him the focus of the sect.

He was indeed very promising. Although his cultivation level was still not high, his extraordinary aura made people bow down.

"Xi Zhi!" Seeing that the female cultivator who had humiliated her in every way had left, Ling'er struggled to get up from the ground and threw herself into Yue Xi Zhi's arms.

She held him in her arms as if he were the most important person to her, her only support.

"You've finally come! Without you, she would have beaten me to death!" She looked up, her eyes blurry with tears, but there was unmistakable love and admiration in them.

Clearly, Yue Xizhi's heroic rescue of the beauty had indeed won her heart.

Seeing that look in his eyes, Daoist Xiwu silently swallowed a mouthful of blood.

If he were to intervene, it would be seen as malicious intent; if the young man were to intervene, it would be a classic case of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress...

If he still can't see the mystery by now, then he's seriously underestimating Daoist Xiwu.

"She likes him?" he asked Shen Wangshu, turning his head to look at her.

"You saw it, didn't you?" Shen Wangshu said, playing rock-paper-scissors with the fox without looking up.

At first, the fox was delighted, so excited about playing that it stretched both of its little paws out of Shen Wangshu's arms, squeaking and waving its furry paws vigorously.

With its tiny, furry paw, it could only manage to use the "paper" move, losing several rounds in a row and being bullied until its eyes were filled with tears.

It was unaware of Shen Wangshu's cunning, and only felt that it was just unlucky, repeatedly failing but never giving up, so it kept dragging Shen Wangshu to play with it again and again.

It stared intently with its eyes wide open, and its pointed, furry ears twitched from time to time. Looking at its focused expression, Shen Wangshu felt a strange pang of tenderness.

This very inexplicable feeling led her to throw a punch the next time she made a move.

With its fist wrapped in cloth, the fox finally won. Its furry paws seemed much more precious now, and it squeaked and rolled around happily in Shen Wangshu's arms.

"I say, Junior Sister, aren't you spoiling it too much?" Xi Wu Daojun didn't know how many times he had said this, but when he saw the slight smile in Shen Wangshu's eyes, he was taken aback, sighed inwardly, glanced at the lively furball, and then looked at his aloof junior sister. A bit of pity arose in his eyes, and he didn't say anything more, only turning his gaze downward.

This junior sister was so lonely that no one dared to approach her or enter her heart. Now, even a little fox could catch her attention, which shows how truly lonely she was.

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