Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

"Let me think, what could Senior Sister do to repay me?" Yino deliberately dragged out the topic, his voice gentle like coaxing a child to sleep.

The atmosphere turned quiet and cozy. Yino could feel Yunjin gazing at him, her racing heartbeat gradually calming under his tender comfort.

After some thought, Yino finally had a good idea. "How about this - after this mission is over, Senior Sister can bring me down the mountain. We'll stop by your grandparents' house in the village for a meal. Then I'll..."

Yino smiled faintly as he spoke. But before he could finish, adorable snores came from the girl snuggled by his face.

Yino raised an eyebrow and glanced over. The ahoge that had been standing up now drooped down like a little tail, resting on the girl's peaceful, exhausted face.

-Fell asleep so fast? Is she faking?- Yino wondered suspiciously. Spending so much time with Jinyue made him wary that Yunjin might be tricking him.

But thinking it over, Yunjin had climbed Ranmo Peak to find Yino this morning. Now it was almost dawn the next day. She hadn't rested in at least 12 hours. Plus experiencing so many life-threatening situations tonight - for a normal human girl, persisting in chatting with Yino until now was already an impressive feat...

Instead, it was Yino who was too excited. Successfully making that deal with the Mother Goddess of Life last night had his cultivation at its peak. Even now, feeling the girl's alluring scent beside his pillow still made his heart race uncontrollably. Frankly...

As a virile young man, Yino had long been struggling to keep his little brother down. He kept peeking out at the night sky to distract himself. If Yunjin had taken a bit more initiative just now, Yino probably would've gone with the flow.

After all, His aunt strictly monitored things back at the Grand Tutor's mansion. She not only searched under the bed for dirty books but also randomly inspected Yino's trash for tissue content.

All these years, Yino had been quite pent up. Many times it was beyond his control - that little bro down there would perk up eagerly at the slightest stimulation, as if injected with chicken blood.

No helping it... that's just how human biology works. The will isn't enough to control every valve in the body.

Thinking this, Yino sighed helplessly. With Yunjin already asleep, he didn't dare mess around anymore. He could only take deep breaths again and again, trying to calm his body's lingering excitement.

The snowy wind blew cold in the night. Yino was sweating profusely. He had no choice but to turn over, carefully extracting his numb left arm from between the girl's legs while observing her sweet sleeping face.

Yino didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking Yunjin. There'd be no explaining it if she found his left hand resting between her belly and thighs.

But pulling out slowly, Yunjin hugged him tight. Yino barely got his arm out a bit before the sleeping girl sensed something missing. She snuggled closer and grabbed his arm again.

This time, though his left hand left her thighs, it got trapped in her embrace, his forearm wedged between two soft, fluffy buns.

"..." Yino broke out in a cold sweat every time Yunjin moved. Now his left hand was in an even more dangerous spot.

Like other men, Yino had a heart full of sin to some degree. Gulping, he carefully tried twisting his arm. Sure enough, as his arm rubbed against the girl's thin undergarments, he felt a slightly protruding soft sensation.

"Mm... nn..." In the stuffy air, Yunjin's face flushed red as she let out faint moans.
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Smack!

At some point, Yino couldn't help slapping himself. -Damn, I'm such a scumbag. First I burned the quilt her grandma hand-stitched, now I'm even taking advantage of their precious granddaughter...-

Thinking this, Yino forcefully suppressed his little head, letting the big head retake control of his body. Using his right hand to support his left arm, he carefully extracted it from the girl's embrace while minimizing contact with her buns.

But just as Yino was about to succeed, an icy yet gentle voice suddenly came from outside the tent -

"What are you doing?"

"--!!!"

...

Wuji Peak, back mountain, deep in the bamboo forest.

Gu Wanglan sat in the dilapidated mountain temple, holding two crimson pills in his hand. His brows furrowed, sweat the size of beans sliding down his forehead, as if anxiously waiting for something.

Buzz buzz buzz...

After a long silence, several blood-colored vines grew from the ground, forming a black teleportation gate in midair.

Seeing this, Gu Wanglan hurried forward and knelt on one knee.

Until an extremely beautiful girl in a Western-style classical red evening gown with a bandage over her left eye and gray-white hair draped over her shoulders stepped out from the gate. (img in first chapter)

Though based in red, strangely, many gray-white carnations grew on her gown. The artistry of white flowers blooming from a red sea, paired with her sickly pale skin wrapped in scattered bandages, gave off a desolate sense of beauty blending decay and nirvana.

"Holy Maiden!" As the girl's jade feet touched the earth, Gu Wanglan couldn't help but utter a respectful greeting, burying his head even lower until he could only see under her blood-red dress - a pair of slender, long jade legs wrapped in white bandages.

"I heard the mountain temple was discovered and the deer stolen." The girl addressed as Holy Maiden walked up and casually plucked a budding flower from the blood-colored vines beside her.

She blew on it gently. The flower in her hand rapidly sprouted and bloomed into a stunning moonlight-white carnation.

"I heard the Immortal Alliance has issued a wanted notice. Countless Wuji Sect cultivators are rushing to Snow Village to investigate clues." The girl continued relaying information expressionlessly. She glanced back at Gu Wanglan kneeling with his head bowed.

With just a look, Gu Wanglan broke out in a cold sweat. "H-Holy Maiden... please give me another chance..."

He was at a loss for words, he could only stammer out a plea. "Do you know who stole the nine-colored deer?"

"Based on my investigation, the deer thief is most likely Chen Jianxin! So next, as long as we kill Chen Jianxin, we can--"

"Chen Jianxin?" This time, before Gu Wanglan could finish, the girl in the blood-red dress tilted her head doubtfully and interrupted him.

Meeting Gu Wanglan's trembling gaze, the girl brushed back the gray-white hair by her ear with one hand. At the same time, she narrowed her green right eye not covered by the bandage.

"Raise your head and look at me."

"Y-Yes!" Gu Wanglan carefully lifted his head.

In front of him, a murderous red light was reflected in the girl's eyes. After a moment of eye contact, the girl stared at the familiar illusion spell imprint in the depths of Gu Wanglan's eyes. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a cold smile of amusement. She narrowed her eyes.

"Heh, I knew it was her doing."

"Holy Maiden, who is she? What's going on?"

"It's nothing. You guessed right, it was Chen Jianxin." The girl in the blood-red dress sighed and waved her hand dismissively with disdain.

She casually tossed the blooming carnation to the ground and stepped on it. Then she said coldly, "Since we've confirmed it was Chen Jianxin, let's act swiftly and decisively."

"After tonight, I can help trigger the full moon night ahead of time. When Chen Jianxin returns, make the sacrifice as soon as possible."

Her words fell and she glanced back. lifted her leg, stepped into the teleportation gate, and vanished into the night.

As the gate closed, the carnation crushed under her foot withered and decayed. It ultimately turned into a puddle of milky white viscous liquid that seeped invisibly into the earth.