How to Stop the Cannon Fodder Master from Being Pierced Through the Heart by the Protagonist's Sword

Shao Hening died in an extremely common way: she worked herself to death from overtime.

At the same time, she encountered another extremely common occurrence: she transmigrated into a book.

It was a hugely popular cultivation novel, famous even among office workers who worked themselves to the bone, stayed late at the office, and still had online meetings on weekends.

The good news was that she was still alive.

The bad news was that she had transmigrated in her own body.

That meant an ordinary person with no familiar environment, no family to protect her, and no time to grow had to adapt to a cultivation world even more complicated than the ancient world.

Years later, when Shao Hening looked back on how she had nearly died at the hands of some unknown monster on her first day after transmigrating into the book, she was profoundly grateful that her savior had been Meng Wenqing.

The same person who would later become her master after Shao Hening clung to her shamelessly, wept buckets, threatened to die, and rolled around on the ground begging her.

That day, Meng Wenqing wore white, ethereal as an immortal. Her exquisite features were otherworldly as she wielded her sword, severed the monster's head, and split open its chest to retrieve its demon core from its mangled innards.

She turned and held out her hand to Shao Hening, looking down at her with a calm, elegant expression. Her hair was pinned up with a plain hairpin, while a few loose strands fluttered in the breeze.

That beautiful, powerful image was etched into Shao Hening's heart.

She vowed to follow her master's example in this strange world, cultivate diligently, fight evil, and become a good person.

But life was unpredictable, and calamities were never far away.

One day, they met the protagonist of the original novel, setting its plot in motion.

The day Shao Hening realized her master had fallen for the original protagonist, she remembered that her master's noble, openhearted character in the original story was actually destined to be a minor sacrifice.

The kind who falls deeply for the protagonist early on, loves them without being loved in return, and later dies when the protagonist knocks them out of the sky with a powerful move during a joint righteous-sect campaign against the protagonist after they turn evil. Just one of the many disposable characters.

Watching the clear, gentle light in her master's eyes as she looked at the original protagonist, Shao Hening felt a mess of conflicting emotions.

Help.

This hurts.

The savior she admired so deeply, and the only person she could rely on in this strange world, had fallen in love with someone else.

It was heartbreaking.

But more importantly, now that Shao Hening knew what was going to happen, how could she save her master's life?

An office worker unwillingly caught up in the cultivation world's melodramatic soap opera × A master with a thousand skills, still no match for the protagonist and doomed to be a sacrificial character

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[The Reborn Girl's Daily Life as a Follower]

Everyone said Su Mo was born into privilege, a heaven-blessed prodigy who drew everyone's attention and admiration as soon as she started school.

Only Lin Shiqing saw the loneliness and resentment in her eyes.

But only three months after they reunited, before Lin Shiqing could reveal who she was, she heard the terrible news that Su Mo had fallen to her death.

Lin Shiqing had come back to make amends, and Su Mo's death left an even deeper, more painful mark on her heart.

She prayed to the heavens for another chance: a chance to get close to Su Mo, understand her, and ultimately prevent her death.

Perhaps a sincere wish can move heaven, or perhaps fate is simply unpredictable.

She was reborn.

Back to the first day she reunited with Su Mo.

Haunted by the trauma of Su Mo's death in her previous life, this time she ignored everyone else's opinions and devoted herself to being Su Mo's little follower.

Wherever Su Mo went, she went.

Whatever Su Mo liked, she liked too.

The three months felt like a mission countdown. She had to discover the cause of Su Mo's death and stop it from happening.

Time was running out, and her behavior grew more extreme. She went from following Su Mo around to stalking her.

Confusion, scorn, mockery: the cruelty of others came one after another.

But she didn't care.

Until one day, amid the hazy lights and sounds of a bar, Su Mo pinned her against the wall.

"What is it you want?"

"I want you..."

...to live a long, happy life.

Big tears rolled down her cheeks. In the hazy mist of alcohol, her face flushed as she struggled to form a complete sentence.

She was terrified of hearing that Su Mo had died again.

Someone gently wiped the tears from her face. When she looked up, she saw Su Mo's flustered, helpless expression. "Don't cry..."

A gorgeous, fair-skinned girl with a painfully slow response time who pretends to be straight × A proud, carefree faux-playboy who stands lonely at the top

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