Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

Yino\'s logic didn\'t make sense to Yunjin for a moment.

She could see affection, worry, weariness, doubt and other complex emotions on Yino\'s slightly tired smiling face.

She couldn\'t care about anything else after seeing that he wasn\'t joking. Unhesitatingly she closed her eyes and stood on tiptoes, leaned forward and kissed Yino on the cheek.

After that, Yunjin\'s face turned red, and she asked somewhat uneasily:

"Now, Young Master can now see that Yunjin is not an impostor?"

Yino was stunned slightly, his hand reaching out, touching the remaining warmth of the girls lips on his cheek. The young man who was nearly dead on top floor seemed to have rekindled his enthusiasm and hope for the changes in the plot in this life for a moment.

He pinched Yunjin\'s little face, as if he were admiring a real life version of Yunjin who was far more real than the original and had already been reborn.

"I\'ve worked out the answer but I\'m not going to tell you if you don\'t kiss me again."

Yino was no longer so serious this time. Yunjin was still a bit muddleheaded, but she could see the teasing playfulness between his brows.

"You! Yino, stop scaring me!" She puffed up her cheeks, no longer paying attention to Yino, and ran out hugging the dirty clothes.

Yino shrugged, he knew he teased too much, but didn\'t try to chase after her. Instead he opened the bathroom door and went in to take off his underwear to shower.

But before he could do so, a knock on the door occurred from outside-

Splash!

The girl stood at the bathroom door, holding a pile of dirty clothes, like a small mountain, with only a strand of ahoge standing up on top of her head, and with a splash, the bathroom door was pulled open.

"Hmm?! Why did you suddenly open the door?"

Yino hurriedly wrapped himself in a towel, startled by the girl.

But the ahoge girl standing at the door didn\'t respond, because her little face was blocked by the dirty clothes, and she couldn\'t see anyway--

"Yino! Then let me ask you, are you real or an impostor?"

"How could I be fake? No, close the door first before talking about this!"

"If you kiss me later, I will determine that you\'re real! If you\'re real, Yunjin will help the real Young Master! If you don\'t kiss me, Yunjin won\'t help an impostor wash his dirty clothes!"

"--?"

…

"Yuyan, don\'t be anxious!"

"Yino is at most a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he can\'t even fly on a sword, and he can\'t be found on the immortal ship. It\'s only been one night, how far could he have taken Yunjin on foot?"

Under the starry night sky, Yanran followed the white-robed immortal maiden back to Northern Snow Village, landing on the ruins of the Divine Deer Shrine at the peak.

Yuyan stood at the peak, gazing intently at the mountain below.

Theoretically, Yuyan was already at the late Nascent Soul stage and could basically observe in six directions and listen in eight directions.

But now, no matter how much she expanded her domain to sense, she still couldn\'t find a trace of Yino and Yunjin\'s aura throughout the entire Northern Luo Snow Mountain.

This was extremely bizarre! It was as if Yino had vanished into thin air right under her nose!

Either he had been kidnapped by bad people.

Or he had used some high-speed transportation tool to quickly leave Northern Snow Village before Yuyan could notice!

Obviously, Yino couldn\'t achieve the latter. Even a Core Formation cultivator couldn\'t fly a thousand miles on a sword in one night, escaping Yuyan\'s sensing range.

So, there was only one truth!

"Back then, I promised that old Grand Tutor of the Grand Tutor\'s Mansion that I would at least guarantee the safety of his great-grandson no matter what..."

"Now, Yino has disappeared into thin air, how can you expect me to calm down?"

The more Yuyan thought about it, the more anxious she became. She widened her beautiful eyes to look around the mountain below, and even the blood vessels outside her eye sockets faintly glowed with spiritual energy.

Beside her, Yanran\'s eyes flashed, seeming to recall the young man and woman she had accidentally seen skiing on the cliff last night.

-That direction... seemed not very far from Western Province City.-

Yanran had something in mind and instinctively wanted to tell Yuyan this clue.

But when she raised her eyebrows and saw the anxiety on her face, Yanran hesitated, suddenly not so eager to help Yuyan find Yino. After all...

According to the organization\'s notice, Gu Wanglan was going to be sacrificed on the back mountain of Wuji Sect in the next two days. And based on the progress of the investigation in Snow Village, as well as the flying speed of the immortal ship...

This plan might be brought forward even earlier! Tonight, Chen Jianxin might meet Gu Wanglan on the back mountain of Wuji Sect!

If Yanran could keep Yuyan trapped in Northern Luo Snow Mountain, then when Chen Jianxin was sacrificed by Gu Wanglan, there would be one less unstable factor!

"Yuyan, why don\'t we split up?"

"You go search in that direction, I\'ll go to the back mountain cliff, that direction towards Western Province City, and look along the way!"

…

Night, moonlight shimmering

On the back mountain of Wuji Sect, Gu Wanglan leaned against the blood-colored vines on the Mountain Temple altar, staring blankly at the twinkling stars in the night sky.

At some point, clouds drifted by, revealing a blood-red full moon faintly visible.

In an instant, not only did Gu Wanglan wake as if from a dream, but even the blood-colored vines lying dormant around the altar slowly began to writhe.

"Hehe..."

Gu Wanglan sat up with his sword, gazing at the distant immortal ship base station.

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the child of prophecy!"

"Yuyan, after I sacrifice Chen Jianxin tonight and possess his innate sword dao holy body, I will publicly behead you under my horse, destroy your proud sword dao talent, and crush all your dignity!"

"If you hadn\'t been born with a good life, born with the Frost Resistance Holy Body, how could I, relying purely on hard work, possibly be stepped on by you for seven or eight years!"