The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 351 - 355: Becoming a Monster (17)

Chapter 351: Chapter 355: Becoming a Monster (17)

Extra (Part One)

In the pitch-black thicket, a constant rustling sound resonated.

Under the moonlight, occasionally peeking through the clouds, one could discern a red snake swiftly fleeing through the bushes.

Soon, the snake vanished into hiding, and all noises abruptly stopped.

In just a moment’s time, a dark shadow kept leaping atop the tree canopy; it descended into the now-silent underbrush, pacing back and forth.

It seemed bewildered that its prey, which had been right in front of it, had suddenly disappeared.

This was a leopard with strong muscular contours.

Its glossy, moist nose occasionally sniffed around, yet it failed to locate its hidden prey, eventually begrudgingly letting out an angry roar, startling the insects and beasts in the jungle.

Gradually, the disturbance subsided, and the jungle returned to a quiet darkness.

Hidden in a secluded tree hollow was the very same large snake.

Upon closer inspection, one would find that it wasn’t a red snake at all but a green snake.

Her body was dyed red from the blood oozing out of her own wounds.

This snake was none other than Cuicui, who had been driven out of Lian Mountain by Su Li.

Turning its neck, the green snake listened to the outside noises until it was sure the danger had temporarily passed before it relaxed.

Transforming back into human form, Cuicui held a flower emitting a fluorescent light.

She had almost been killed by the leopard demon in a fight over this Execution Spirit Flower.

After much effort, she finally escaped from the clutches of the leopard.

Treasuring the flower, Cuicui stuffed it into her mouth and then sat down to meditate, fully absorbing the Spiritual Energy within.

Several weeks later, her injuries had mostly healed, but her realm had not advanced at all.

This time, it had been a loss.

Who would have expected that such a modest Spiritual Flower, which attracted so much competition from other demons, had once been insignificant to her?

Before, she wouldn’t have spared it a glance even if it had fallen right in front of her.

Cuicui continually recalled her days of cultivation on Lian Mountain, and the regret tormented her heart during every silent night like tonight.

This regret had almost become her Heart Demon.

After being driven away from Lian Mountain by her sister, she had been unable to transform, and it took her a hundred years, facing countless dangers, to return to human form.

She never imagined that, without her sister’s care, even survival would become extremely difficult, not to mention cultivation.

Now, her daily worry was to find resources for cultivation.

Every day, every moment, she did not dare to slack off, fearing that in the next second, she might perish at the hands of Taoists or other demon cultivators due to her weak strength.

She had long stopped thinking about the romantic aspects of the mortal world.

Survival was perilous enough; who had the time to think about trivial matters?

She had heard from other little demons that Lian Mountain had become a place of thriving incense offerings.

Everyone was kneeling before the Black Lady’s statue; but did they know they were worshiping a demon?

Foolish humans.

And those three little demons she once looked down upon—Xiao Bai, Mao Mao, and Caiye—had reportedly become formidable Great Demons now.

She, too, once had the opportunity to live as well as they did now, but she had let it slip through her fingers.

Regret...

No matter how much she regretted, it was of no use. Cuicui’s eyes drooped slowly and closed.

The next day, as the first ray of sunshine entered a hidden hollow in the forest, the seated Cuicui suddenly opened her eyes.

A blood-red light flashed through her eyes, and a towering hatred erupted from nowhere.

Then, observing her surroundings, confusion slowly arose.

She thought she was already dead, killed by that hypocrite Chu Xiao... How, how was she still alive?

That day, after she had executed her own kin believing it was for the greater good, Chu Xiao had saved her from the hands of the Taoist in Ziwei Temple. She believed that Xiao Lang loved her to the core.

Even after learning she was a demon, he didn’t think of abandoning her.

Relying on her identity as a demon, she helped him rise swiftly through the ranks, only to be killed by him eventually.

Perhaps at the beginning, he did have some feelings for her, but later it was all about using her.

Sadly, she only realized this at the moment of death.

Just before dying, she swore that if there was a next life, she would certainly have Chu Xiao’s body torn into thousands of pieces.

Now, it seemed that she really had that chance, heaven hadn’t failed her...

But soon, she couldn’t even force a smile.

After accepting all the memories of this life, Cuicui hysterically screamed "It’s impossible..."

It would have been better not to be reborn at all; the circumstances of this life were simply worse than death.

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Extra (2)

"Mu Family is ungrateful, if it weren’t for your grandfather, their family’s old master would have long died out, and they would never have slowly amassed such a huge fortune."

Mrs. Chu cried out indignantly, looking at her son who seemed lost in a daze, her eyes flashing with annoyance, "But don’t worry, son; even if I have to sacrifice my reputation, I won’t let the Mu Family go."

Chu Xiao was also very irritable, facing his mother who knew only how to cause a scene, a growing sense of annoyance emerged, impatience, "Shut up... What’s the point in making more trouble, Mu Xiu’er has already severed ties with Mu Family. Where are they supposed to find another daughter to compensate?"

"Besides, you’re not unaware of how ugly the rumors are outside."

Walking incessantly in the simple courtyard, Chu Xiao wracked his brains, but couldn’t come up with a good solution.

If only he had the Jade Pendant as before, he wouldn’t have needed a marriage alliance with the Mu Family to pave his way.

Just by the outstanding pieces inside, any random piece would have been enough for him to live a good life.

But now, having lost the marriage pact with Mu Xiu’er, Mu Family had replaced her with a shameless new Lady.

His family was now unable to gain any advantage from the Mu Family.

Over the years, he and his widowed mother had been completely dependent on the Mu Family, and now suddenly losing that, Chu Xiao was at a loss about what to do.

His only skill was studying, while Mrs. Chu, who in earlier years had some skills like starching and weaving, hadn’t worked in many years and now couldn’t maintain a livelihood.

Mrs. Chu, fearing her complaints would further displease her son, slightly lowered her voice of curse, although the foul language never ceased.

Chu Xiao, considering himself a scholar, couldn’t bear to hear these things, flung his sleeve, and went to the bedroom.

He buried himself in bed.

In the middle of the night, Chu Xiao, who had been deeply asleep, suddenly sprang up from the couch.

His mature, experienced eyes opened, the world-weariness in them not befitting a young man, but rather seen in sophisticated, scheming courtiers.

His hands subconsciously touched his chest, missing the Jade Pendant; that was when two sets of memories began to blend.

At that moment, Chu Xiao—or perhaps the high-ranking courtier Chu Xiao from his past life—clutched his head in agony.