Please, Just Let Me Be a Quiet Cannon Fodder!

Su Muyun transmigrates into a cultivation novel as a doomed white-moonlight character who won’t survive past chapter three. With her death flags closing in, she promptly latches onto the [Heavenly Dao Slacker System].

System: “As long as the Host keeps her head down, avoids courting death, and stays away from the male and female leads, she’ll survive to the end!”

Su Muyun: “I know this one!”

And so she launches into a lazy, dramatic routine. Pretending to be sick, giving up, taking detours: she makes “cowardly” her guiding principle and resolves to become the least noticeable person in the cultivation world.

Yet one little fall leaves an ancient divine artifact in her arms. One offhand complaint makes a sword genius reach enlightenment on the spot. And the poor little thing she casually saves turns out to be the future demonic overlord who’ll bathe the world in blood…

Before she knows it, the aloof and proud male lead from the original novel, a peerless formation genius, and a domineering, devoted descendant of a war god are all crowding around her, each with a more heated gaze than the last.

Su Muyun: “Wait, did someone give me the wrong script? I just want to slack off and stay alive. How did I become the heroine of a love rivalry?!”

Watching the powerful men before her fight over “who gets to bring me tea,” Su Muyun can only cry out: Please, just let me quietly be a doomed extra!