Good News, I Transmigrated, But What the Heck is a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character? - Chapter 9

The setting sun was like blood.

The sky above Qingyang City still retained the gloom after the lightning tribulation, and lead-gray clouds hung low, as if they could press down again at any moment.

Yu Wanwan stood on the roof of her small courtyard, gazing at the mountain range, now leveled by the lightning tribulation, which was still emitting wisps of smoke.

She felt incredibly vexed. Everything happening now had deviated significantly from the original novel.

Not only did the Golden-Scaled Flood Dragon’s tribulation occur earlier, but Qingyang City was not destroyed, nor was the Yu family annihilated.

“Miss, why are you still standing here? It’s windy, be careful not to catch a cold.” Yuzhu hurried over, holding an apricot-colored cloak, her small face filled with worry.

Yu Wanwan didn’t turn around, only frowning slightly.

It was too strange.

In the original novel, this lightning tribulation clearly affected Qingyang City, causing hundreds of houses in the west district to collapse.

But now, apart from a few tiles blown off by the strong wind, the entire city was surprisingly unharmed.

“Yuzhu, you said that flood dragon… why did it deliberately avoid Qingyang City?”

“Ah?” Yuzhu blinked her large, round eyes, looking at Yu Wanwan with surprise, as if greatly astonished by what she had said.

Seeing this, Yu Wanwan’s lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile, but that smile conveyed a subtle coldness.

“Miss, are you talking about that great demon undergoing tribulation?” Yuzhu snapped back to attention and quickly asked.

Yu Wanwan nodded, softly saying, “I heard from the neighbors that some great demons, in the process of cultivating, gradually open their minds, gain wisdom, and can even develop a heart of compassion.”

Yuzhu thoughtfully agreed: “Yes, I’ve heard such things too. Some demons are indeed kinder than humans.”

Yu Wanwan sneered, “Hmph, Yuzhu, you’re right. In this world, no matter how bad demons are, they can’t be worse than humans.”

“Rustle, rustle.”

A faint rustling sound came from the corner of the wall. Yu Wanwan vigilantly pressed her hand to her sword hilt, only to see a small, entirely golden snake painstakingly crawling over a crack. It was no thicker than a finger, its scales dull, and there was a gruesome wound on its belly. Every inch it moved left a faint golden trail on the ground.

“Ah! A snake!” Yuzhu shrieked, grabbing the broom by the wall to strike it. “Miss, step back quickly, this beast is poisonous!”

“Wait!” Yu Wanwan’s heart suddenly pounded. That golden color… it was too familiar!

But Yuzhu had already swung the broom down.

“Bang!”

A horrifying scene unfolded. The seemingly dying small snake suddenly raised its head, and terrifying brilliance burst forth from its golden vertical pupils. An invisible pressure surged out like a tide. Yuzhu didn’t even have time to scream before she fell straight down.

The small snake turned its head to stare at Yu Wanwan, murderous intent chilling in its eyes.

Yu Wanwan’s hair stood on end. This was definitely not an ordinary snake.

That kind of pressure… at least the aura of a fifth-tier demonic beast! In a flash, the dormant Fire Phoenix essence blood in her body suddenly boiled, and an ancient, noble aura uncontrollably seeped out of her body.

“Hiss.” The small snake was struck as if by lightning, its entire body stiffening. It retreated in terror, its golden vertical pupils even showing a human-like shock.

Yu Wanwan was equally shocked.

She could feel that the phoenix pressure within her was resonating in some way with the small snake before her. Even stranger, she could actually read complex emotions from the small snake’s eyes: wariness, pain, and a hint of… hope?

“You can understand what I’m saying?” She tentatively asked, while secretly circulating her cultivation technique, ready to strike at any moment.

The small snake didn’t respond, only defensively arched its body.

Yu Wanwan narrowed her eyes. She suddenly noticed a barely visible protrusion on the small snake’s forehead.

That shape was clearly an unformed dragon horn!

A bold conjecture surfaced in her mind.

“Golden-Scaled Flood Dragon?” She lowered her voice, a wisp of crimson flame condensing on her fingertip. “Is that you?”

The small snake’s pupils suddenly constricted.

Yu Wanwan’s heart pounded faster. In the original novel, the Golden-Scaled Flood Dragon indeed perished during the lightning tribulation, but now it seemed… This beast actually escaped the tribulation using some secret technique and even transformed into this appearance!

“Don’t move if you don’t want to die.” She crouched down, the flames in her palm turning into fine threads, slowly wrapping around the small snake’s wound. “I can save you, but you must answer a question for me: why did you avoid Qingyang City?”

The small snake was silent for a long time, finally nodding imperceptibly. A weak spiritual message entered Yu Wanwan’s mind: Humans once saved me. I don’t want to harm the innocent.

Yu Wanwan was startled.

This completely overturned the original setting.

In the original novel, the Golden-Scaled Flood Dragon was clearly a ferocious and tyrannical demonic beast, a ruthless character who wouldn’t bat an eye at slaughtering cities and annihilating villages.

Just as she was about to press further, a silver-bell-like laugh suddenly came from afar.

“Elder Sister, are you alright?”

Yu Wanwan’s eyes turned cold. She quickly hid the small snake in her sleeve. When she turned around, a falsely sweet smile already hung on her face: “Sister Wange, I’m fine.”

Yu Wange arrived gracefully in a white dress, her jade pendants jingling at her waist. She intimately took Yu Wanwan’s arm, but her gaze subtly swept over the unconscious Yuzhu: “Sister, why is your maid unconscious?”

“She was just watching the great demon undergo tribulation, it was too shocking, and she fainted from fear.” Yu Wanwan casually pulled her hand away. “Younger Sister came all this way just for me, surely not just to care about my maid, right?”

Yu Wange covered her lips with a light laugh, but a sinister glint flashed in her eyes: “Sister is joking. I heard the lightning tribulation today was terrifying, so I specifically came to see if Sister was well.” She changed the subject, “Oh, by the way, Sister, I’ve already had Father cancel that engagement, and Father has also agreed for you to join the Plum-Winged Sect with me. Can you give me that Phoenix Jade Pendant now? I really like it a lot.”

Here it comes! Yu Wanwan sneered inwardly.

“You mean this?” She deliberately, slowly took the jade pendant from her neck, letting it shimmer faintly in the sunset. “It’s a pity it’s nothing special anymore.”

Yu Wange’s eyes lit up. She reached out to take it: “Sister is the best! I’ll just take a look…”

“Wait.” Yu Wanwan suddenly raised the jade pendant higher, a half-smile on her face. “Younger Sister, first tell me, why are you suddenly interested in this jade pendant of mine? I remember you didn’t like jade pendants as ornaments before, and besides, mine isn’t even a famous jade.”

Yu Wange’s expression stiffened, then she pouted aggrievedly: “I just love everything related to you, so I want to carry a piece of Sister’s jewelry with me.”

“Wange is truly the most loving sister.” She intimately pinched Yu Wange’s cheek. “It’s just that this jade pendant is my mother’s relic, and I’m truly a bit reluctant to part with it.” As she spoke, she secretly activated the Fire Phoenix essence blood within her body, injecting the last trace of its aura into the jade pendant. “But since younger sister helped me so much, take it.”

Yu Wange clutched the jade pendant as if it were a priceless treasure: “Definitely, definitely! Thank you, Sister!” She turned and left, her steps so hurried they were almost undignified.

Yu Wanwan watched her retreating back, a sneer playing on her lips.

Idiot.

The true Phoenix essence blood had already been refined by her; this jade pendant was nothing but an empty shell now.

Suddenly, a movement came from within her sleeve.

The small snake had, at some point, crawled onto her wrist, raising its tiny head and saying, “Humans are indeed complex. This girl seems to know there’s Phoenix essence blood in your jade pendant.”

“Knowing or not, what she has now is just an empty shell.”