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

Yunfeng was sent by his mother to visit his uncle's house that year, but he had a fight with his cousin and ran home by himself, where he witnessed everything from a tree on the back mountain.

He stayed in that lush tree for three days. When the officials came, he wanted to go down and report to the authorities, but he saw the murderer next to the yamen runners and knew he couldn't go down.

After eating tree leaves for five days, the young boy finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell from the tree. He was rescued by his master, who came to check on him, and taken back to the sect.

Yunfeng's first wife died of illness, and all of his children were born to her.

The woman who remarried wiped out their entire family. Their daughters could no longer have children, and Yunfeng could no longer have children either. The worst off was Yun Fengming, who was given the most potent poisons, all to torment him and Yunfeng.

Wu Yuan: Strange thinking. Why not use the Frost Poison on the old man as well? Is it not enough?

When that woman was discovered, she had no intention of living; she had already taken poison.

Yunfeng: "Save her. My son's antidote still depends on her."

Wenren Ming sighed and shook his head.

At that moment, panicked screams came from Yun Fengming's room; the young master of the Yun family had passed away.

That day, Wenren Ming left the Yun family with his men. As they left Yangcheng, he looked back once more.

"When will this cycle of revenge end?"

Wu Yuan followed his gaze and calmly said, "Where there is ambition and desire, there will be killing and grudges. Wherever there are people, it is unavoidable."

"Your heart is clear." Wenren Ming, riding on his horse, looked with a smile at the woman wearing a veil on another horse.

Ningxin, what grudge do you hold?

The group returned to the place where the custom-made silver needles were made, took them out, and then began practicing flying needles with Wenren Ming.

And so, Wu Yuan stayed by Wenren Ming's side for a year, making her the woman who had been with him the longest. Her inner strength also increased extremely quickly, so quickly that Wenren Ming found it strange.

"Xin'er's internal energy cultivation technique is quite impressive, it's improved so quickly."

"Hmm, this mental cultivation method suits me very well," Wu Yuan replied broadly, while secretly wondering if she should switch to someone else.

Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions.

Wenren Ming took in a patient and moved into the villa of a martial arts master.

Wu Yuan sat on the wall, watching a pretty young girl standing on the path talking to Wenren Ming.

Wenren Ming smiled gently, took the item from the girl's hand, and smelled it.

At the guesthouse where she was temporarily staying, Wu Yuan had already packed her things, placing her bundle on the table and carrying two swords at her waist.

"you?"

"Let's part ways amicably," Wu Yuan said decisively.

"You just saw it?"

"The women around Doctor Wenren change frequently. I'm said to have been with him for quite a while, so I need to be self-aware and not hinder Doctor Wenren's pursuit of women. That woman is quite pretty."

Knowing his own nature, Wenren Ming did not try to stop him, but instead said, "Wait a moment, I'll prepare some things for you."

Various medicinal powders, emergency pills, as well as banknotes and loose silver, were wrapped in a large bundle.

Wu Yuan was somewhat surprised: "This is not easy to carry."

"You ride the horse away and hang it on its back," Wenren Ming advised.

Wu Yuan smiled. She didn't want to portray herself as someone who was completely honest and didn't accept anything, as that would easily lead people to misunderstand and think she was trying to leave a good impression.

"Alright, thank you, Dr. Wenren."

As Wu Yuan mounted her horse, Wenren Ming, standing on the ground, asked, "What is your name?"

"Farewell, Divine Physician Wenren." He already knows Ningxin isn't his real name? Asking this even before parting ways seems a bit ungentlemanly.

As Wenren Ming watched the departing figure, he felt a pang of reluctance.

Wu Yuan left without any regrets, riding her horse southward. She sold her horse whenever she passed a city, used her lightness skill to travel, and rested in her spatial dimension whenever she got tired.

Actually, this kind of life is more enjoyable.

During her journey, she encountered the original owner's enemy, a sadistic old man who was skilled at torturing people. He was accompanied by a timid, injured girl.

"Excuse me, young lady, may I borrow a light?" The old pervert was very cautious. He looked at the twin swords on Wu Yuan's body and asked the girl to come over and borrow a light.

Tonight, they're camping out in the wild. Wu Yuan wrapped the pheasant she had hunted in mud and buried it under the fire, holding a few bright red wild fruits in her hand.

Wu Yuan glanced at the bruises on the girl's face, kicked out a half-burnt piece of firewood, and gestured for her to take it.

The girl's wrist, where she picked up the firewood, bore teeth marks.

Soon, their fire was lit, but nothing was being roasted on it. The old pervert started eating a dry steamed bun, while the girl squatted to the side, carefully tending to the fire, without eating anything herself.

Wu Yuan pulled the chicken out from under the fire. The aroma wafted out as she cracked open the mud shell. She slowly and methodically cut the chicken with a knife.

The girl over there suddenly let out a brief scream. Wu Yuan looked up and saw a hand pinching the girl's chest.

Wu Yuan cut the chicken into bite-sized pieces and ate with great enjoyment, ignoring the commotion over there.

A moment later, the girl hunched over and shuffled over, somewhat embarrassed, and whispered, "Miss, may I borrow a piece of chicken?"

"Borrow?" Wu Yuan stood up and moved closer to the girl. "What will you use to return it?"

If she were a man, that old pervert would probably have made the girl offer herself to him, something the original owner had experienced countless times.

The girl still had a sense of shame; her face turned red, she bit her lip, and she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan struck her pressure point, drew a knife in one hand and shot out silver needles with the other, heading straight for the old pervert with gray hair.

The old pervert calmly accepted the challenge. Having traveled the martial arts world, he naturally possessed his own skills and easily withstood more than a dozen of Wu Yuan's moves.

"When did you do it?" The old man was already feeling his limbs go weak.

Wu Yuan ignored him and was determined to kill him.

"Who are you? I've never seen you before, why are you trying to kill me?"

You talk too much!

The firewood had been soaked in medicine given by Wenren Ming, rendering ordinary antidotes useless. While the old man was pouring pills into his mouth, they chopped off his other arm.

The knife she's using now was taken from her spatial storage, and the poison on it is even more potent. This old man is elusive, so once she encounters him, she can't let him escape.

As the head flew through the air, Wu Yuan dodged to the side, coldly watching the blood on the ground.

Wu Yuan stood before the girl and released her pressure points. The girl immediately knelt on the ground, saying, "Thank you for saving my life, heroine."

"No need to thank me, I didn't kill him to save you."

"Whatever the reason, it ultimately solved my daughter's predicament."

Wu Yuan tossed over a silver pouch containing some loose silver: "Leave now."