Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

After eating a few pieces, she refused to eat any more when offered more at Shen Chushi.

"You're full after eating so little?"

"Um."

"Is it too rough?"

"It's alright." Wu Yuan couldn't say it wasn't good, so she could only choose a mediocre answer. Within her means, she didn't want to suffer any hardship.

Even in this world, she doesn't want to work hard to start a business and make money. Anyway, she can just take out a piece of gold or silver or a piece of jewelry from her space and that will be enough to squander for several years.

It was the dead of night, and she had no reason to leave, so she had to make do with sleeping in the wilderness for the night. But in this environment, it was impossible for her to sleep soundly. She knew when he covered her with his cloak, but she pretended not to know.

As soon as it was light, she opened her eyes and returned the cloak to him: "Thank you for your hospitality last night."

As she spoke, she took out a small piece of silver and handed it to him.

Shen Chushi did not accept the gift, but instead cupped his hands in greeting and asked, "May I ask what this female knight's name is?"

"We're just strangers who met by chance; names don't matter."

"Heroine, those three ghosts of Xiling are not so easy to deal with. They have excellent lightness skills and are good at tracking and hiding. They may follow you."

Wu Yuan had already put on her veil: "Thank you for your kindness, young hero, but since I'm out here venturing out, I have my own ways of protecting myself."

Shen Chushi followed her closely, saying, "They have many insidious methods; they're lecherous and like to use poison. I'll protect you for a few more days."

"Young Master Shen, I am not an ordinary woman. Don't have any illusions about me."

"I'm really worried that those three people will hurt you."

Wu Yuan reached into her bundle and took out a silver note with a face value of fifty taels: "Consider this payment for protecting me for the past few days."

"No need, I'm doing this voluntarily."

"If you're not going to take it, don't follow me."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it." Shen Chushi quickly took it.

"My name is Ning Yuan." Wu Yuan paused for a second, without revealing her real name.

"Miss Ning."

Don't overthink it.

At the beginning of the day, Shen Chu was confused: "Huh?"

"fine."

"Let's go, I don't want to sleep outdoors tonight."

The two of them traveled together in this lukewarm way. Wu Yuan focused most of her attention on practicing martial arts. The skills she had now were only taught to her by her father in a haphazard way, and they were not very good, since his attention was on his son.

However, his sect is still able to stand firm in the martial arts world, which means they must have something special, especially their lightness skill. This is what Wu Yuan cares about most at this stage. Sword skills require time to accumulate and a lot of combat experience, but internal strength and lightness skill can be trained together. This way, if she can't win, she can still run away. As long as there is a time difference, she can avoid people and enter the space in a moment of crisis.

Shen Chushi studied under a renowned master, and his basic skills were honed from a young age, making them very solid. When Wu Yuan practiced, she didn't hide it from him, so he took the opportunity to give her some pointers.

"Did you learn your light-footed movement from the Qingfeng Sect?"

Wu Yuan paused: "It's a bit of a roundabout relationship. I'm not their disciple, but the lightness skill is definitely theirs."

Shen Chushi nodded: "Their lightness skill is indeed unparalleled in the martial arts world. It will be beneficial for you to master it."

"Yes, if I had practiced properly, I wouldn't have needed a hero to save me in that situation. If I couldn't beat you, I could at least run away."

Wu Yuan was simply stating the facts, but Shen Chushi was somewhat sensitive: "Miss Ning, rest assured, once it's confirmed that the Three Ghosts of Xiling no longer pose a threat to you, I, Shen, will absolutely not bother you."

"no sooner said than done?"

"Yes."

The two reached a consensus on the literal meaning of the result, but their ideas about the process were completely different.

Wu Yuan's swordsmanship can be said to be self-created. She combined the essence of several mission worlds and summarized a set of dual-sword techniques.

"Your swordsmanship has some merit, but it's a bit stiff."

"Well, I figured this out myself, and I'm not very skilled at it yet." Wu Yuan nodded, mainly because she didn't use dual swords much before, and she still needed to adapt to this body.

Each time she wakes up in a new mission body and receives the plot, she can adapt to basic daily actions such as walking, eating, and drinking. However, things like practicing martial arts, writing, and playing the piano require a longer time to adapt.

"Miss Ning has such talent?"

Is it difficult?

Shen Chushi sensed the other party's nonchalant attitude from his usual tone. Is it difficult? Yes, it is. People in the martial arts world fight tooth and nail over a good manual or sword technique. If everyone could easily create flexible and adaptable skills, why would they need to fight each other?

"A few years ago, a great bloodbath swept through the martial arts world because a manual of leg techniques and internal energy cultivation techniques was leaked. Everyone fought over it fiercely, and many people died."

Wu Yuan rummaged through the original owner's memories, but found nothing, which meant the original owner didn't know.

"Why did you end up living here?"

"These two items originally belonged to the same sect, but that sect was wiped out by an evil sect. The martial arts world then began to fight over them."

"Oh? So how was it resolved in the end?"

"The martial arts alliance leader, Master Guo, found the orphan of that sect and raised him by his side. He also found the internal energy cultivation method and took it into his own hands. He will pass it on to the orphan in the future to help him revive the sect."

"What about the leg techniques book?"

"Missing."

Wu Yuan remained noncommittal. Human nature is complex and also admiring of strength. Is he really missing, or is he somewhere known only to a select few?

As for that orphan, there are too many uncertainties. Is his intelligence enough to support a sect? Is his physique suitable for martial arts?

Or rather, whether he is actually the last surviving member of that sect is still debatable.

A few thoughts flashed through her mind, but she quickly dismissed them. These were none of her business; she was more interested in that evil sect.

What's the situation with that evil sect?

"They are said to be called the Netherworld Sect. Even their headquarters are built underground. They are solitary and skilled in using poison and hidden weapons. News of them spreads every few years. The righteous sects of the martial arts world have hunted them down countless times, but each time they have been unable to eradicate them completely."

Wu Yuan's heart skipped a beat: "They're making humanoid medicine?"

"That's the saying. It's said that the process is extremely cruel and time-consuming, with a very low success rate. Once successful, every drop of sweat and every hair on that person's body can kill."

It seems this is one of her targets. Their base camp should not be far from Fuhe Manor. The original owner had them collect the corpses from the back mountain of the manor.

How could you kill them all at once?

poison?

No, a wicked sect that's skilled in using poison will surely have many survivors who slip through their nets.

Then gather them together and use bombs. There's no reason for them to survive in that evil place, among those disgusting people.

How can we gather them together? Wu Yuan rummaged through the original owner's memories.