What Could a Little Di Ting Possibly Do Wrong?

Jiang Xingmu transmigrated into a cultivation novel about a protagonist loved by everyone, becoming the cannon-fodder junior disciple who fawns over the sea king of a protagonist.

As the sect master's last disciple, he was exceptionally gifted, standing out among a crowd of geniuses. He was a free-spirited, proud young man who cared about no one but the protagonist.

He gave the protagonist heavenly treasures as if they cost nothing, and ordinarily would not even let a single strand of the protagonist's hair fall. In times of danger, he would even shield him with his own body. He had placed his whole heart in the protagonist's hands.

Yet when he shattered his spiritual roots saving the protagonist and lay on the verge of death, all he got in return was an apologetic, “Junior Brother, Brother Yun and Senior Brother Qi are badly injured. I'll take them back to the sect first.”

Those two had only broken an arm and a leg.

Oh, so those were the noble first and second male leads.

Jiang Xingmu arrived just moments before the protagonist was about to run into danger. He changed direction and, under the protagonist's astonished gaze, pulled up the white-clad youth who was in danger on the other side.

If he remembered correctly, this little cannon-fodder was supposed to die right here.

Cannon fodder ought to help other cannon fodder, Jiang Xingmu thought.

Yue Fei was a little Di Ting who had just awakened from his egg. Pure and innocent, he stumbled into the filthy, noisy human world, only to be embraced by light when he turned around.

Yue Fei, who could finally no longer hear all those jumbled-up sounds: !!!

He turned around and hugged the natural earplugs even tighter. From now on, you're my best friend!

We'll be the best friends in the whole world!

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Jiang Xingmu ignored everything related to the protagonist and treated him like anyone else. Strangely, though, the protagonist gradually began taking the initiative with him.

One day, Jiang Xingmu ran into the protagonist, who told him that Yue Fei's origins were unknown and it would be best not to get too close to him.

When he got back, he saw a certain little white dog sitting with its rear turned toward him.

Legend says Di Ting know everything, can distinguish good from evil and wise from foolish among all living things, and can see into people's hearts.

Yue Fei pointed out the flaw in that claim. “We little Di Ting have to get close to hear things. I'll show you.”

As he spoke, he pressed his face against Jiang Xingmu's chest. Listening to the strong, steady heartbeat, he curled his round puppy eyes into a smile, looked up, and said, “You're thinking, 'Oh, Yue Fei is just so adorable.'”

1. The author's headcanon is piled higher than mountains and mountains and mountains.

2. The logic is barely alive. Every plot point exists to serve the story. Please enjoy the story in harmony, mwah, mwah, mwah~

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