The Cannon Fodder Supporting Female Character Just Wants to Live Like a Salted Fish and Pet Cats

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Original Title: 炮灰女配她只想咸鱼吸猫

Author: 醒也思

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=6200667

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On the very first day Qu Qi transmigrated into the book, she became a graveyard keeper in a cultivation¹ sect.

As the vicious female supporting character, the body’s original owner had relentlessly framed the sweet, naive female protagonist in this group-pampered² novel, committing every imaginable evil. Her ultimate fate was a tragic death at the hands of the villain, Sheng Xizhu, who captured her and swallowed her whole.

At the moment of her transmigration, she had just pushed the female protagonist off a cliff and was caught by her furious shixiongs.

Qu Qi was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, with everyone waiting for her to give an explanation.

But Qu Qi was a salted fish³. With a face full of righteous solemnity, she said, “I was wrong! Please lock me up, you can’t let scum like me harm the world!”

The crowd and the female protagonist: ???

Thus, she was banished to guard the graves on the back mountain at the furthest border of the sect.

Although the graveyard was eerie, it was far from all conflict. Qu Qi was delighted to have such peace and leisure—sleeping by day, roasting chicken by night, she lived a thoroughly joyful life.

Until one day, a frail little black cat scammed⁴ its way onto her bed.

The black cat was incredibly cute, its meows both cool and sweet. Even when she transformed into human shape, she was a peerless beauty with icy skin and jade bones⁵, raven hair, and golden eyes.

Qu Qi was ecstatic: “A little kitten like you was born to be eaten by jiejie!”

From then on, she lived a flat-lying, salted-fish life, being clingy by day, petting her cat by night, kissing, hugging, and lifting it high.

As the days passed, more than half of the disciples around her in the sect died inexplicably, and Qu Qi and her black cat were forced to flee.

With nowhere left to retreat, high gods, immortal lords, and sect grandmasters surrounded them, baring their lethal moves.

Seeing Qu Qi’s life in imminent danger, the black cat suddenly transformed. In an instant, dark clouds blotted out the sun, and furious winds howled.

The woman’s raven hair swayed, her presence as cold and elegant as a painting.

She walked toward the dense crowd. With every rise and fall of her blade, wails of anguish rose everywhere.

Qu Qi sat amidst the pile of corpses and bones where blood ran like rivers, shivering violently.

It turned out the little kitten she had picked up back then was the very villain who struck terror into everyone’s hearts, a brutal, bloodthirsty monster who had overthrown the entire cultivation world—Sheng Xizhu!

Recalling her original ending of being killed by the great villain, Qu Qi immediately fled overnight at breakneck speed.

In a remote, small town, a new wealthy tycoon named Qu Qi suddenly appeared. Her favorite daily pastimes were enjoying fine delicacies and listening to opera, and she loved to spend lavishly on beautiful women.

Just like any other day, the wealthy Tycoon Qu sat in a private box in the pear garden⁶ theater, reclining lazily on a daybed.

On the stage, the graceful opera singer’s eyes rippled with emotion, her voice alluring and melodious.

Suddenly, the singing screeched to a halt. Crimson blood splattered across the floor, blooming like gruesome flowers.

A woman dressed in black stood at the entrance. Her face was pale and exquisite, and her dark, sinister eyes locked onto Qu Qi.

Qu Qi felt a chill run down her spine: Don’t come any closer.jpg!

The woman’s fingertips caressed Qu Qi’s slender neck, her red lips curving slightly as a mad, morbid possessiveness swirled in her eyes.

“…Dare to leave me, and I’ll eat you.”

After a night had passed, Qu Qi lay collapsed on the bed like a ragdoll, letting out the roar of a salted fish: “Dammit! So that’s what you meant by eating! Why didn’t you say so earlier!”

In her youth, Sheng Xizhu possessed the ethereal grace of an immortal and was born with a sword bone⁷, earning the envy and respect of the entire sect.

Yet in the end, her master and shijies secretly coveted her gifts. They seized her spiritual root⁸, stripped away her sword bone, completely destroyed her cultivation, and sealed her away in the dark depths of the earth.

Amidst the lightless torture, Sheng Xizhu was long consumed by pain, her mind bent only on slaughtering everyone under heaven.

Until she opened her eyes and saw the girl bending down to gather her into her arms, her smile as sweet and pure as pear blossoms: “Little kitty, they’re all big bad guys. I’m the only one who’ll be nice to you.”

And so, Sheng Xizhu secretly hid her malice and murderous intent, willingly remaining a little cat to let the girl cuddle and squeeze her as she pleased, all to monopolize that exclusive affection.

“In this entire world, you’re the only one who loves me.”

“I’ll only ever be gentle with you.”