Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

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“Ming…?”

During the chaotic period of earthquakes and tremors, Mei seemed to keenly capture the presence of some existence with extremely powerful life force from the forest. Follow current novls on novel·fire.net

“This Ming you mentioned, is he very strong?”

“He’s strong Emptiness Refining stage at least! You must save Yino! He can’t survive an Emptiness Refining elder!”

Despite watching Mei slaughter the guards, Ruoning still worried about Yino’s safety, her concern genuine and foolish.

“Emptiness Refining? hehehe~”

Mei threw back her head and laughed, the sound sharp as breaking glass. “Mother Goddess smiles on me! Heaven always leaves a path!”

The massive plum vines around her writhed with excitement, sensing her rising bloodlust.

She turned to Ruoning, untying the branches that bound her with deliberate care. “Stay here. Don’t move. I’ll go save your precious Yino~”

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Yino had gotten carried away tonight, drunk on power and possibility.

His plan was perfect: steal Lin Ze’s Azure Dragon bloodline, then escape using Jinyue’s illusion techniques while everyone reeled from the shock. He trusted her escape abilities in the game; she’d caused chaos across the world and always slipped away.

But the problem wasn’t Jinyue. It was the bloodline itself.

The Azure Dragon bloodline was purer than he’d expected, flowing through Lin Ze’s veins like liquid fire. His plan called for a five-second extraction, figuring he’d get a small sample to work with. But Lin Ze was so weak, and the evil techniques foundation so thorough, that he drained ninety percent of the bloodline in those five seconds.

Pure dragon blood flooded his system, setting his nerves ablaze. He got high off it.

Azure Dragons were violent by nature, their essence corrupting judgment and feeding aggression. The blood made him feel invincible.

Five seconds passed. Jinyue’s illusion techniques were failing, reality bleeding through the cracks. He should have run.

But he was drunk on power, feeling like he could punch through mountains. He’d already taken ninety percent, why not finish the job?

One mistake led to another. The more blood he absorbed, the more aggressive he became, time slipping away like water through his fingers.

When he finally drained Lin Ze completely, every elder had recovered from the shock, their killing intent pressing down like a physical weight. Elder Ming was already moving.

Logically, he should have fled the moment Elder Ming attacked.

But the dragon blood made him feel invincible, divine power coursing through his veins. His first instinct was to fight, test this new power against an Emptiness Refining stage elder.

He lasted three seconds before Ming’s punch sent him flying through the air like a broken doll.

That blow sobered him instantly, pain cutting through the dragon blood’s euphoria. Without its protection, that punch would have killed him.

Recognizing the two-realm gap between them, he abandoned all thoughts of fighting, terror replacing arrogance. When Elder Ming gave chase, he ran like his life depended on it.

But the distance was too small, Elder Ming’s superior cultivation letting him close the gap within seconds each time Jinyue’s illusion techniques broke.

Jinyue was on cooldown. He couldn’t escape. So he steeled himself for another exchange, and predictably got blasted through several kilometers of forest, ancient trees exploding around him.

At his wit’s end, he fingered the jade talisman at his waist, Nina’s golden amnesty token that he’d hoped never to use. Getting high on dragon blood had ruined everything.

Just as despair set in, a red figure burst from the trees like an avenging spirit.

“Hahaha! Yino, did you miss me?”

Mei’s form flashed past, her peak Divine Transformation stage cultivation exploding like a bomb, the very air crackling with power. Unlike him cowed by a single punch, she descended like an avenging goddess, laughing as she traded blows with Ming.

“Incredible” A Divine Transformation stage cultivator fighting evenly with Emptiness Refining stage, defying every law he knew.

She started at a disadvantage, but as the battle intensified and injuries mounted, her twin ponytails turned redder, more vicious, like blood-soaked silk. Her combat power and bloodlust spiraled upward.

Within minutes, Ming looked genuinely rattled, his usual composure cracking. When he landed a devastating blow, she didn’t dodge, instead, she wrapped plum branches around his arm, trying to drag him into mutual destruction.

As a flower demon, she could regenerate using Lily and Wangziu’s life force, drawing strength from their bond. Ming had no such luxury.

For any sane person, trading life for life was the worst possible strategy.

Plus, he’d just received word that Lin Ze would survive, the young master’s breathing stable. As long as the heir lived, the Lin mansion held the advantage in future negotiations. Yino’s alliance with evil cults tonight only strengthened their position.

Elder Ming wasn’t losing, he was just terrified by this demon woman’s suicidal fighting style, her willingness to embrace death. He could see it: even in death, she’d become a vengeful spirit, transforming into plum blossom fertilizer for one final explosion that would level the entire forest.

After a long stare at Yino, Ming retreated, his form disappearing into the night.

Watching the elder withdraw, Yino felt a surge of respect for the blood-soaked girl before him, her body swaying but unbroken.

“Th-thank you…”

He struggled to his feet, moving toward her on unsteady legs. But before he could reach out, she turned with a sultry smile that made his blood freeze.

“The troublesome old man’s finally gone.”

“Yino… oh, I should call you master, shouldn’t I?”

“Master, master, my dear master and owner. Thanks to your… attention… this past month has been so very fun~.”

Under the moonlight, she licked blood from her lips with deliberate slowness, savoring the taste. Her crimson eyes reflected his face, glowing with obsessive hunger that made his spine crawl.

He stepped back, but plum branches erupted from all directions, binding him tight and lifting him into the air like a puppet on strings.

The tables had turned. Finally, it was her turn to control the man who’d spent countless nights humiliating her, breaking her, making her love and hate him in equal measure.

“You’re so clever, so far-sighted… but did you calculate this step?”

“Surprised? Even someone as brilliant as you can fall into my hands.”

“So… shall we settle some old scores?”