Every Member of the Cannon Fodder Sect Is a Big Shot [Book Transmigration]

After staying up all night and dying suddenly, Pei Guixue transmigrates into a book and nearly gets angry enough to die all over again

He has actually transmigrated into the unfinished cultivation novel he was reading, as the junior disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, an ultimate cannon-fodder sect. His character doesn't even have a complete name in the original, and is dismissed just before the final battle with the line, "All those under its command perished"!

Hell mode from the start? Pei Guixue clenched his fists. Don't panic. Staying alive comes first!

And on top of that, a crazy System has appeared in his head:

[Mission issued: Host, please correct key plot points and prevent the novel from ending unfinished.]

[Core warning: If the plot cannot be corrected, this world will be completely destroyed by the appearance of the 'Heaven's Chosen World Destroyer.']

Pei Guixue pointed at himself. "Me? The cannon fodder among cannon fodder? I'm supposed to stop the novel from ending unfinished and save the world?! Have you no manners?"

So he had no choice but to secretly cultivate while preparing to pack up and run away before the war between immortals and demons.

But then he realized the story was starting to go seriously off script

The gentle Second Senior Sister, who had been in seclusion for three years, emerged and ground the sect leader next door into the dirt. "You disturbed my junior brother."

The harmless, farm-loving Third Senior Brother picked a little flower and gave it to him. "Here, Junior Brother. I used it as bait for my corpse-refining formation. Isn't it pretty?"

The Fourth Senior Sister, who blew up her alchemy furnace every day, tossed him dozens of pitch-black pills. "Here, I made these on a whim. Have fun eating them." Later, the useless pills sold for a fortune at auction.

Even their lazy old master cheerfully admitted, "Your master once, by accident, cultivated himself into the number-one genius in the cultivation world."

One day, even the guard goose dragged over the pants of a Divine Transformation Elder and honked at him: "Honk, honk, honk." A present for you. Hurry up and take it!

Pei Guixue was stunned. "Weren't all the people in this cannon-fodder sect supposed to be cannon fodder? How did you all become big shots?"

The only one who seemed at all normal was his First Senior Brother.

Quiet and composed, aloof and steady, he'd been the one looking after Pei Guixue ever since he joined the sect.

Pei Guixue: Deeply moved.

Then one day, Pei Guixue failed his tribulation, and thunder crashed down from the heavens.

A sword aura cleaved through the heavenly lightning. As light poured down, he looked up and saw his most "normal" First Senior Brother standing there with his sword drawn.

He had even shattered Pei Guixue's heavenly tribulation.

Pei Guixue was about to thank him when he suddenly realized something.

Wait, why did his "normal" First Senior Brother look at him in the most "abnormal" way of all?

At that very moment, as Pei Guixue's mind reeled, the System in his head sounded the alarm: Warning! A reincarnated Demon Venerable has been detected directly behind the Host!

A chill ran down Pei Guixue's back. He stiffly turned around and looked at the only living thing behind him: his First Senior Brother. Their eyes met, his gaze deep and dark.

A thought slowly surfaced in Pei Guixue's mind: Oh, so the Demon Venerable is my First Senior Brother...

...Huh??? Wait! My First Senior Brother?!

The man named Xie Wujun.

Guiyuan Sect's first disciple, whose sword could cleave heavenly tribulations.

The sect leader found him in the wilderness when he was six, and from then on, he became the First Senior Brother.

Having seen his master take in all kinds of "junior brothers and sisters," his heart had long since grown still.

Until... Pei Guixue arrived.

At that first glance, the Dao heart that had been dormant for years developed a crack.

It had nothing to do with duty or being fellow disciples.

He only knew that from then on, his body and his sword had found a home.

You say we're cannon fodder?

Sorry, we're actually a wholesale supplier of sect big shots.

Wait, how did I turn out to be the biggest big shot in the sect?

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