The Cannon Fodder in Quick Transmigration Refuses the Usual Path

Chapter 508: The Cannon Fodder Mother of the Chosen One – (22)

Without the slightest pause or hesitation, the Green Rainbow Sword was drawn. Right in front of this person, a cyan sword aura pierced through his throat in an instant.

In that single moment, the last Foundation Establishment peak expert was dead beyond dead.

By now, the ground was already littered with hundreds of scattered corpses, and at a glance, most were figures who could be counted among the upper ranks of the current cultivation world.

Receiving the news and rushing to the scene, Yan Xing couldn't help but take a step back at the sight, especially since among them were many fellow cultivators he had met on a few occasions before.

Seeing this, Yan Xing's face grew even paler:

In the blink of an eye, he had been just one step too late, and hundreds of vibrant lives had lost their breath...

Especially this last person, Yan Xing recognized him. The Elder Supreme of the Bingzheng Sect, who since his youth had loved championing justice, eliminating the wicked and aiding the weak, and was renowned for his heroic and righteous character. Previously, when Yan Xing was being hunted by the Xuanming Sect, this elder had even braved great risks to save him.

If anyone said this man was evil, Yan Xing would be the first to disbelieve it.

Stimulated by the endless sea of blood, when Yan Xing turned his head again, his eyes held a rare trace of anger:

"Miss Shen, it was just a misunderstanding. As long as evidence is found to prove this matter has nothing to do with you, and then you explain it clearly in front of everyone, that would suffice. Why must you be so ruthless, taking lives at the slightest provocation!"If she thought it troublesome, he could go find the evidence himself!

These were over a hundred living, breathing human lives!

Among these people, perhaps some harbored ill intentions, but there were also many innocent people who had been deceived into coming.

As if knowing what the other party was about to say, pulling A-Yi, who was preparing to retort beside her, An Ning couldn't help but let out a cold laugh:

"Innocent? First, they drugged us. During that time, they also wanted to detain the two of us for so-called 'righteous' 'judgment' without any evidence whatsoever.

Furthermore, after being refused, a full several hundred people drew their swords and besieged the two of us. Now, Sir Yan tells me these people are innocent?"

A hint of sarcasm couldn't help but spill from An Ning's lips:

"What truly excellent 'innocent people,' aren't they?"

"Then, may this Sir Yan please clarify: is it the ones who bully the few with their numbers who are innocent, or the ones who slander and scheme against others who are innocent?"

As her words fell, Yan Xing couldn't help but falter. His right hand, still bearing wounds, clenched his robe tightly. Only after a moment did he say in a low voice:

"But... but, this is clearly just a misunderstanding. Some of these people were merely deceived. Moreover, they have performed countless good deeds, eliminated evil, and accumulated boundless virtue. Just because of this, must a life be forfeited?"

Especially since most of them had families, had friends... Facing the vast expanse of blood before him, Yan Xing's gaze grew vacant. His shattered voice seemed to be squeezed from his throat:

"Clearly... clearly there were better ways to resolve this, weren't there?"

"The 'better method' Master Yan speaks of couldn't possibly be for my aunt and I to submit meekly and follow these so-called righteous cultivators to accept judgment, could it?"

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yi behind him could no longer hold back. His voice was full of anger and disbelief, even unconsciously rising in volume:

"Does Master really think that if we just take a step back, submit meekly and accept judgment, those people would be fair and just, and restore innocence to the innocent?"

"Master couldn't possibly be naive enough to think that if my aunt and I set foot in the Tianxuan Sect today, we would truly have a chance to leave!"

Seeing the hesitation in the other's eyes, being young after all, in that instant, Xiao Yi was practically furious enough to explode.

Why should they? Not to mention these people were ill-intentioned from the start. If they took a single step back today, they would have to retreat countless steps in the future.

By then, their cultivation methods, their very lives, would all be in the palm of others' hands. Being skinned and having their bones scraped wouldn't even be excessive.

Being directly escorted to the other side's territory, what difference is there from sending a lamb into a tiger's mouth!

Besides, where is the logic in someone making baseless accusations with empty words, yet requiring the victim to expend effort and energy to find evidence to prove their innocence?

Just ask, what kind of reasoning is that!

"Enough, Yi'er!"

Reaching out to pull over the red-faced Xiao Yi before her, feeling the slight trembling of his hands, the first thing An Ning felt was not relief, but a certain, very real sorrow.

A-Yi, this Child of Destiny ordained by the heavenly dao, he has always been an absolute genius.

Even in his previous life, it was the same.

Just like today, he could easily see through the true faces of those righteous people. In his previous life, he also knew about those rumors and slanders, or what the various targeted schemes behind them were truly aiming for.

It was precisely because he knew too well that there was the more profound, more genuine despair that followed later...

Misunderstandings can be resolved, but what about human greed and malice? Especially when all of it is directed at a single person.

Unlike the somewhat naive Yan Xing, someone as sharp as Xiao Yi, this Child of Destiny who gathers the world's spiritual wisdom, knew from the very beginning that explanations were useless...

Even if he shouted until his throat was raw, those who didn't want to listen could still pretend to cover their ears and blindfold the eyes that should look at the evidence.

Pulling the red-faced youth in red robes back behind her, An Ning then raised her eyes, looking coldly at Yan Xing, who knelt before the corpses, his face as pale as paper:

"Whether they harbored ill intentions or were righteous passersby, I have neither the mood nor the time to distinguish whether these people were good or bad. I only know that the moment the other side took the initiative to strike, the relationship between both sides became one of life and death."

"Never mind that there were only a few hundred people here today. Even if there were ten times, a hundred times, even a thousand times more, I would still kill them all without hesitation!!!"

"And one more thing..." Before leaving, An Ning added coolly:

"I hope Sir Yan understands. The reason my nephew and I can stand here today, safe and sound, is not because these people were merciful or kind-hearted, but because we are strong enough, and our actions were decisive enough!"

With that, paying no heed to the sorrowful-faced man in black robes behind her, An Ning summoned Green Rainbow and left with her little nephew in tow.

Only after watching the figures of the two gradually fade into the distance did Yan Xing, in the battle-scarred forest, with reddened eyes, staggeringly begin to find and identify the acquaintances one by one. His slightly trembling lips seemed to be whispering something:

But this way, you and Yi'er will truly become the target of public criticism!

Thinking of the countless family and friends behind these people, the innumerable hearts that would be broken by this, Yan Xing slowly closed his eyes, feeling only darkness before him, unable to see the path ahead anymore.

Qingyu, if you were still here...