I dressed up as the cannon fodder in the novel about cultivating immortals. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my senior brother was infected with the strange bone-corroding frost soul poison and was about to become the exclusive blood slave of the heroine Su Qingqian!
In the plot of the original novel, the senior brother cannot survive without the blood of the heroine, and the whole sect is willing to bow down and be a licking dog, just asking for a drop of blood from the heroine to continue his life. In the end, the senior brother was completely reduced to the heroine's vassal, the sect was tricked to the point of being exterminated, and I, an irrelevant little cannon fodder, was also casually wiped out.
If I live my life again, I will never let tragedy happen again! Licking the heroine? It's better for me to be the antidote myself!
I have a low level of cultivation, but I have the original script in my hand and can change my life with my perfect acting skills. At the sect meeting, everyone was rushing to kneel down to beg the heroine. I immediately acted like a charm and publicly announced that I had an ancestral elixir that could completely cure my senior brother!
All the disciples of the sect mocked me for my wishful thinking and nonsense, but I ignored them completely and embarked on an extreme journey to save my senior brother. He deceived the second senior brother to go deep into the mountains to search for medicine, dragging everyone to death; he hugged the third senior brother tightly and broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find the lost salvation elixir; a set of strange acupuncture techniques forcefully pulled the senior senior brother back from the gate of hell.
With the help of my imagination, I saved all the senior brothers one by one and completely shattered the heroine's fish pond script.
When the heroine came to the door with a sense of superiority, she was instantly dumbfounded. The Xuantian Sect, which was supposed to be groveling to her, was all awake. The senior brother had recovered from his poison and his eyes were cold. He avoided her and showed no attachment to her in the past.
Looking at the astonished heroine, I smiled calmly. All the senior brothers had already left the fish pond. They all loved me. The little cannon fodder relied on his acting skills to change his fate against the odds and became the group's favorite.
