The Cannon Fodder in Quick Transmigration Refuses the Usual Path

Chapter 512: The Cannon Fodder Biological Mother of the Child of Destiny 26

"Tsk, these people…"

They are really being too… 'following their hearts'!

Looking at the countless apology gifts before him, Xiao Yi couldn't help but complain. His free hand had already subconsciously reached towards the date paste cakes beside him, which had unknowingly been reduced by more than half.

Following their hearts? Well, of course they are!

Deftly scooping up the pastries along with the plate in front of her, An Ning let out a light, amused snort.

"After trembling in fear under the oppressive power of your father for so many years, if nothing else, these sects and families are first-rate when it comes to recognizing the current situation."

Of course, putting it nicely, it's called recognizing the situation. Putting it not so nicely…

When it comes to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, they are absolutely first-rate masters.

Playing with the blazing fire pearl in her hand that was as fervent as flames, An Ning thought with a hint of playful amusement.

"Probably, they are now terrified that your auntie me will completely lose all moral restraint from now on, and learn from your biological father's ways, arbitrarily seizing people's treasures and wiping out entire families for no reason."No wonder they are all going all out to prove her "innocence and blamelessness"!

They are terrified she'll smash the pot since it's already cracked, completely "deviating from the righteous path" from now on, or even worse, joining forces with the Xuanming Sect.

It's also quite laughable. When they see someone who seems kind and principled, these people will try every means to manipulate and persecute them. But when they truly push someone to the point of throwing all caution to the wind, completely abandoning so-called benevolence and righteousness to kill indiscriminately, the first ones to cower are precisely this same bunch.

Indeed, dragging a respectable woman into the mud and urging a courtesan to reform her ways—no matter where or how many years pass, some things never change.

An Ning couldn't help but vent.

"So, Yi'er, remember this. If you ever encounter these shameless people who gather under the banner of great righteousness in the future, regardless of whether your strength at that time is enough to cut through them all with one sword, always remember not to get trapped in their rules, and especially don't easily fall into the trap of proving your own innocence."

"As the saying goes, where there's a first time, there's a second. Not to mention, with the other party acting in bad faith, how much is their so-called evidence really worth?"

"If you really do that, the mental and physical exhaustion, being led by the nose, is just a small part of it. Even the strongest person, the moment they bow their head and submit, the aura of intimidation that belongs to the strong will gradually diminish…"

"Don't doubt it, at that moment, you would be the perfect sucker!"

Haven't you seen? Even Yan Xing would subconsciously have more demands of 'good-natured' people like us.

Thinking of something, An Ning's gaze became exceptionally serious.

Xiao Yi: "…"

Although, but… why would Auntie think he might become a sucker in the future?!

She's overthinking it, okay? Is his Qingyao not sharp enough?

Of course, complaining aside, as a good baby who is good at learning, Xiao Yi quickly nodded, pondering thoughtfully.

"So, regardless of whether one can take on the many alone, the fastest way to break the situation is, just like Auntie did, pick out the one jumping the highest and with a certain degree of intimidating power from among them, and directly raise the sword and strike."

"Demonstrate strength, intimidate those fence-sitters, and with the group left leaderless, it won't be so easy for these people to unite again in a short time."

"What if the benefits at hand are too great, and after this, these people are still unwilling to give up?"

An Ning asked leisurely.

A hint of coldness flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, and he answered almost without hesitation.

"Then continue. Act and kill another wave, specifically targeting the leaders or the major forces among them. At most two or three times, these people will start fighting among themselves by then."

"Just like the Tianxuan Sect this time. One party falls, and countless forces behind them feast until their mouths are dripping with oil."

"Do it enough times, not to mention the series of problems caused by uneven distribution of benefits, the major forces will panic, the small and medium forces will be both timid and greedy, and the alliance will naturally collapse without attack."

As for whether one person can directly wipe out an entire faction?

Nonsense. If the targeted unlucky one didn't have that ability, whether it's the "righteous sects" or the evil cultivators, why would they need to gather under a pretext to bully others?

Not bad, the pupil is teachable.

Looking at the lively, cheerful, yet not at all lacking in sharpness little boy in red before her, An Ning nodded with satisfaction.

Indeed, with A-Yi's intelligence, how could he not figure it out? What he lacked in his previous life was actually just one word: 'ruthlessness'…

But unfortunately, it is precisely this word that is the most indispensable in today's world.

Happily accepting yet another large wave of apology gifts, as expected, after this incident, apart from Third Young Master Xie who occasionally dropped by, life in the small courtyard returned to peace for the two of them.

Even when they occasionally went out, no one dared to raise their voice or offend them again.

However, in her leisure time, An Ning still paid some attention to the aftermath of the Tianxuan Sect. As expected, without the mountain-protecting formation as a barrier, apart from the Xuanming Sect taking the lion's share and unceremoniously "taking away" almost all the sect's texts and treasures, the allegiance of most of the remaining elders, and even the affiliated forces, surprisingly did not go to the Azure Cloud Sect, which was closest to them.

Instead, it went to the Ling Shu Sect, one of the three great sects, which was farther away and had been quite low-key in recent years.

While gossiping about it, An Ning quietly noted this name down.

In her previous life, as a remnant soul, the original owner actually couldn't remember many things clearly, but undoubtedly, this seemingly quite young Ling Shu Sect Leader was no simple character either. In her previous life, he seemed to never take the lead, and his external reputation was quite upright, but every time he acted, he never missed out on the real benefits.

In terms of caution, he was much stronger than the one who fell under her sword before.

And those elders of the Tianxuan Sect from before, as far as she knew, they had secretly stirred up quite a bit of trouble, but not only did they usually avoid taking the lead personally, this time they ran faster than anyone else.

What a pity. An Ning subconsciously stroked the Green Rainbow in her hand.

The sect, after all, lacks some centripetal force.

The virtue of being willing to live and die with the sect, such a fine virtue, why don't these people learn a bit of it?

But soon, An Ning couldn't dwell on these matters anymore.

After going through this ordeal, who knows what this child A-Yi comprehended again. Usually busy upgrading his spirit sword, he didn't seem to be cultivating diligently all that much, but his cultivation level, how should I put it…

To put it bluntly, saying it's rising like a rocket wouldn't be an exaggeration.

An Ning made a rough estimate. At this rate, breaking through to the late Foundation Establishment stage within two years at the latest shouldn't be a problem.

You have to know, it's only been about two years since he advanced to the mid-stage. That is to say, it's nearly twice as fast as his dear auntie earlier.

An Ning: "…"

Forget it, why compare with the Child of Destiny?

Although she said that, to avoid being completely overshadowed by her dear nephew, apart from occasionally going out to have some fun, An Ning silently increased her cultivation time.

Until one day, with the bright spring sunshine, An Ning had just finished her seclusion and stepped out of her room when she saw Xiao Yi running over excitedly from not far away.

"Auntie, about Qingyao, I know how to adjust it now!"

Seeing that he had only added a layer of protection around the small courtyard and was preparing to start refining the sword right there on the spot, An Ning's gaze swept over the small courtyard filled with roses everywhere, clearly very well maintained over the years. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she quickly spoke up to stop him before he could roll up his sleeves.

"Wait… Yi'er, how about we change locations first?"

Xiao Yi, who was just about to start: "???"

Huh? Is Auntie afraid he'll blow up the furnace?

Whatever, as long as Auntie is happy…

However, several months later, looking at the suddenly changing sky before them—one moment it was clear and cloudless, the next, watching the lightning bolt strike straight down from above…

Xiao Yi: "???"

But that's not the important thing right now. The moment the thunder truly rumbled in the sky, An Ning clearly sensed a sharp and familiar aura rapidly approaching the direction of the two of them…