Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

"Damn it, this Sword Spirit is truly annoying."

Xumo looked around, needing to watch out for both Yino and Liuli while guarding against the Frost Chant sword.

Slash!!

At some point, in Xumo's blind spot, the elegant Frost Chant sword quietly traced an arc through midair, then suddenly accelerated to pierce toward Xumo's brow.

Xumo hadn't even seen where the Frost Chant sword emerged from.

When Xumo sensed the killing intent, the Frost Chant sword was already upon him.

For some reason, Xumo felt time move very slowly at this moment, even the approaching Frost Chant sword before him became nine afterimages.

Xumo didn't know how to dodge, because in his peripheral vision he could see that foxgirl standing in the corner, her alluring eyes now streaming black blood, using illusions to firmly control his body.

Xumo's body stiffened, the scene before him gradually enveloped by a strange blood-colored kaleidoscope. In the dazzling illusion he could no longer tell how many meters the Frost Chant sword was from him.

At the crucial moment, several blood-colored vines also firmly controlled Xumo.

Xumo thought this would be his final curtain call.

But just as the cold energy approached his forehead--

"No! DON'T KILL HIM!!!"

At the critical moment, Yuebai cried out, interrupting Xumo's life flashing before his eyes.

At the same time, the white foxgirl's voice made the Frost Chant sword, fast as an afterimage, precisely halt one inch from Xumo's brow.

Though the Frost Chant sword stopped, its accompanying gale force wind again blew Xumo's eyes shut.

Xumo raised his arm to block, stumbling backward in fright.

Yino withdrew the Frost Chant sword, ignoring the disheveled Xumo and turning to look at the still thoroughly bound white fox girl behind him.

"Yino, don't kill him!"

Yuebai shouted again.

For a moment, Yino felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed a deadly threat in her eyes.

However, Yino wasn't angry, because he knew that the more terrifying Yuebai's killing intent became, the more desperate she truly was.

Yino had long known that subduing Yuebai wouldn't be easy. Even with Liuli piercing her heart, Yuebai surely still had many trump cards hidden away.

Just like Jinyue's Abyss Illusion technique, Yuebai, as a nine-tailed white fox with higher cultivation, must have similar ultimate moves.

But like how Jinyue's eyes bled and temporarily went blind, such trump cards would inevitably exact a heavy price from Yuebai.

So most of the time, whether it was Jinyue or Yuebai, they would rather endure humiliation and wouldn't use their trump cards until the very last moment. However...

Yino hadn't expected that after all his probing, what would make Yuebai willing to use her trump card would be Xumo!

Even when she was earlier frightened into losing control of her bladder by Liuli's branding iron, she had still gritted her teeth and refused to reveal anything. Yet now, seeing Xumo about to die, Yuebai immediately couldn't hide her trump cards anymore!

Clearly, Xumo was more important to her than her own dignity.

Yino could sense that in Yuebai's eyes, Xumo held incomparable weight.

But strangely...

Whether considering the game where Yuebai backstabbed Xumo, or her recent public display of viciously kicking him and calling him worthless with eyes full of disgust, Yino really couldn't sense how much Yuebai truly treasured this disciple.

Her contradictory attitude of both disdaining yet having to protect him reminded Yino of Yuyan from the game - who, due to her master's orders, had to take a pampered young master up the mountain and draw her sword to protect someone she utterly despised.

"Yino, spare Xumo's life today! I'll agree to any request you make in the future!"

Seeing the Frost Chant sword hovering before Xumo's forehead, Yuebai twisted against the vines binding her limbs and shouted, almost at her breaking point.

At these words, not only did Yino's expression turn strange, but Xumo also trembled violently.

He gradually lowered his sword, and with a thud, Xumo finally fell to his knees in despair.

"Master... it's all because of my incompetence..."

Xumo's eyes filled with tears as he bit his lips in humiliation.

Yino clicked his tongue silently, feeling the atmosphere wasn't right.

He hadn't actually planned to kill Xumo, since Xumo was the protagonist of the Liuli Sect's storyline. If he died early, who would drive forward the future antagonists and main plot of the Liuli Sect?

If he killed him his future plans will be ruined.

Moreover, as a protagonist following the ring master template, Xumo's greatest value lay in his connection to Yuebai, who was now captured by Yino. Without Yuebai, even if Xumo returned to the Liuli Sect, he wouldn't pose a threat in the future. So Yino had actually been trying to hurry Xumo into leaving by ignoring him.

But unexpectedly...

Xumo wouldn't give up until pushed to the absolute limit.

And Yino's original plan to let Xumo escape seemed to have backfired with Yuebai's pleading words, making Xumo, who had already unleashed his potential, even more depressed.

At this rate, Xumo might become moved by his master's care and have another breakthrough!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Xumo, leave quickly!"

At some point, Yuebai spoke up again hysterically.

Even though her limbs were bound, she showed no fear, her alluring eyes gazing tenderly at the weak young man kneeling in the distance.

"Beloved disciple... please don't be stubborn anymore... alright?"

"You see, your master is just an old bag of bones now. Over these years, all the secret techniques I've mastered, I've taught you everything I could. At this point, I have nothing left to give you. All these old bones can do is protect you one last time..."

"But you're different, Xumo! You're still young, you're the rising star of the Liuli Sect. Fortunes rise and fall, and I believe that one day in the future, you will succeed in your cultivation and come back to save your master..."

"Beloved disciple, don't cry..."

"Have you forgotten? Your master is an old fox who has lived for five hundred years and cannot die! Even if I'm captured by this cultist today and have my purity defiled, imprisoned in the dungeon, corrupted by demons day after day, branded with evil marks to control my body and mind, collared and enslaved... But! This cultist may violate my body, but he cannot break my will!"

At this point, Yino suddenly felt something was wrong.