(Quick Transmigration) Small Cannon Fodder Has Great Power

Those around them suddenly realized what was happening and quickly knelt down, calling out "Lord Dragon God" with a mixture of awe and panic.

The old Taoist priest had a bad feeling the moment he saw the black dragon in its true form, and quietly took a few steps back into the crowd; when he saw the black dragon's face after it transformed into human form, his heart sank even more, his face stiffened, his shoulders hunched and his eyes darted around frantically, looking for an easy way to escape, hoping with all his might that the black dragon was not coming for him and that he would not be discovered.

But things didn't go as planned. As soon as the black dragon landed, it went straight to him.

Mo Ze's words were chillingly cold, each one capable of freezing the air: "Do you still remember me?"

The old Taoist priest had already quietly slipped his hand into his sleeve and picked up the flag covered with strange patterns. His mind raced, and as he lowered his head and his lips moved slightly, his face grew paler and paler.

Suddenly, many vengeful ghosts appeared out of thin air around the old Taoist priest. They had cultivated to the point where they could solidify into physical forms. Several rushed towards Mo Ze, tripping him up, while the rest rushed towards the innocent crowd around them. In a moment, panicked screams rose and fell.

"Lan! Come help!" Mo Ze was cultivating merit, and these people might become his followers in the future, so he couldn't ignore them. He hurriedly called out to Lan, and in an instant, he dealt with the few fierce ghosts in front of him. He and Lan then split up and quickly dealt with the fierce ghosts that were scattering among the crowd and hurting people.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the old Taoist priest was swept away by a gust of cold wind and fled.

"Keep an eye on Yunyun," Mo Ze instructed Lan, then followed the old Taoist's aura.

Gu Yunyun thought to herself, "What's the point of you instructing Lan? He'll forget about it in a little while."

Lan stood there lost in thought once again.

Who is Yunyun?

The dragon god descended suddenly and then vanished just as abruptly, without saying when he would return. The people kneeling on the ground exchanged bewildered glances, hesitant to rise.

A short while later, Mo Ze returned carrying the old Taoist priest.

"Spare me... Your Excellency, spare me! I'll return your magic weapon to you! And all the treasures I've collected over the years, I'll give them to you! Your Excellency, spare me!" The old Taoist priest quickly offered up the water-repelling pearl and begged for mercy repeatedly.

Mo Ze took the water-repelling beads that had been tricked out of him, examined them, found nothing wrong, wiped them on his clothes, and tossed them to Gu Yunyun.

"You think I care about your crappy, unorthodox tricks?"

Gu Yunyun quickly sent a telepathic message to Mo Ze, saying, "You are cultivating merit now, so you can't kill people."

"I know."

Mo Ze certainly hated this old swindler to the core, wishing he could skin him alive and tear him apart, but he also knew the limits. "Killing you like this would be too easy for you."

He ground his back teeth, grabbed the old Taoist priest by the collar, and lifted him up, radiating cold air. "I could smell your stench from a distance. In pursuit of immortality, you've actually turned yourself into a zombie? Ha! You'd rather be unable to smell or taste anything, even become numb to pain and itching, defying the heavens and committing all sorts of evil just to survive in this world..."

Mo Ze's hand tightened a little. "Then I'll grant your wish. I was afraid you'd die too soon. How about I let you taste... the feeling of being endlessly sealed at the bottom of the water?"

The old Taoist priest opened his eyes wide in horror.

Mo Ze threw him to the ground, shook his sleeves, and the old Taoist was sucked into his Qiankun sleeve.

"Wow, that's so convenient!" Gu Yunyun got up, patted her dirty knees, and curiously leaned closer. "Can you put me in your sleeve to take with you when you go out?"

Mo Ze chuckled and scolded her, "You can only put in inanimate objects. A living zombie is practically half inanimate; if you were put in there, you'd come out dead."

"Sigh..." Gu Yunyun felt quite regretful.

"Lord Dragon God..." Master Fang cautiously spoke up when the atmosphere eased.

Seeing Mo Ze and Gu Yunyun looking over, Master Fang remained kneeling on the ground, bowing respectfully and fearfully, saying, "I was unaware of the deep connection between the Fairy Maiden and the Dragon God, and I misunderstood the Fairy Maiden. Please forgive my negligence, Dragon God and Fairy Maiden!"

Without hesitation, Master Fang kowtowed, “It is my great honor to meet the Dragon God. I am willing to build a Taoist temple for the God in the town, donate a golden statue, and enshrine the God’s image in my Fang family ancestral hall for generations to come!”

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times to Mo Ze.

This was the first time Mo Ze had ever been so respectfully kowtowed to so many times, and the promised offerings were quite sincere. Although Mo Ze, who was not very shrewd, tried his best to keep a straight face, he couldn't help but reveal a look of satisfaction on his face.

Seeing this, Master Fang said, "The Dragon God's blessings extend to this region, which is truly a blessing for us mortals... I wonder if the God could also save my son? My son has been troubled by evil spirits for a long time, and I beg the God to save him!"

That's why Mr. Fang is the richest man in the country. He is flexible and unpretentious, good at reading people, and knows when to say what. Even when asking for favors, he speaks kindly and is generous.

It was just a favor, so Mo Ze naturally had no reason to refuse.

Meng Yueniang suddenly burst into tears and threw herself to the ground in front of Mo Ze, crying, "My Lord, please save me! My Lord... Yunniang, please, my Lord, save me! We are sisters after all!..."

Mo Ze and Gu Yunyun ignored her and left with Lord Fang.

Meng Yueniang, who was still crying, had her mouth covered by the guards.

"Where do you plan to leave this old Taoist priest?"

“Just leave it in that cave we left before,” Mo Ze sneered. “The sealing formation is already in place; we just need to add a key element.”

“Okay,” Gu Yunyun thought for a moment, “Let’s go back to Hexia Village and tell the villagers to stop the sacrifices.”

"Hmm. So what do you plan to do with Meng Yueniang? Not only did she make you sacrifice for her, but she also framed you."

"The matter of the sacrifice has been repaid with the debt of gratitude for raising me, and besides, I met you, so I won't hold it against them." Gu Yunyun smiled. "She framed me, and now she's reaping what she sowed, turning into that inhuman, ghostly figure, which is a kind of punishment. You know, she has always valued her appearance very much since she was a child, and she's very concerned about her image."

Mo Ze was somewhat displeased, "That's letting her off too easily."

Mo Ze brought Gu Yunyun back to Hexia Village and landed in the village's ancestral hall.

The appearance of the black dragon attracted the attention of the villagers from afar.

The village has worshipped the Dragon God for many years, and most villagers' first reaction is that the Dragon God has descended. When they see the Dragon God descending into the ancestral hall, they hurriedly gather in the hall, feeling dazed and uneasy, and kneel down to worship.

The villagers saw that first a handsome immortal landed on the ground, followed by a huge black dragon that transformed into human form and landed with a fairy maiden.

Mo Ze carried Gu Yunyun all the way. As soon as he landed, he transformed back into human form, scooped up Gu Yunyun in his arms, and gently placed her on the ground.

Mo Ze didn't want anyone other than Gu Yunyun to climb onto his back, so he barely managed to hold onto the merman with his claws the whole way. Lan, surprisingly, was quite content and slept soundly in the cold wind, dangling in the black dragon's claws.

Ignoring the villagers' trembling worship, Mo Ze had no liking for these ignorant people. Following Gu Yunyun's instructions, he explained, "I am the dragon god you worship. I've come here to tell you to stop with the sacrifices. I don't care for them. Do you understand?"

The villagers were terrified. Was their dragon god dissatisfied with the bride being sacrificed? Was he angry?

They mustered their courage and raised their heads, wanting to confirm whether the Dragon God was truly angry, but they saw clearly that the fairy standing next to the Dragon God was none other than Yunniang, the woman from their village who had been sacrificed!

Everyone was shocked, yet also vaguely felt it was only natural, after all, she was the bride they had sacrificed to the Dragon God. They just hadn't expected that the Dragon God seemed genuinely pleased with her?

The village chief, trembling, forced himself to ask cautiously, "My lord, are you dissatisfied with our offerings?"

Gu Yunyun explained on Mo Ze's behalf: "The Dragon God has never accepted human sacrifices. This is all because someone is using the name of the Dragon God to deceive people. So I hope you will stop making this mistake."

After Gu Yunyun finished speaking, she intended to leave with Mo Ze, but out of the corner of her eye she suddenly saw an ancient and exquisite wooden box placed in the center of the ancestral hall, which she vaguely felt was very familiar.

She dredged up memories of this wooden box from the depths of her mind—it was used annually to select the Dragon God's bride. Each household would write the name of the head of the family on a slip of paper, show the slips to everyone in turn, and then place them inside. The village chief would then personally draw a slip on the spot. The family whose slip was drawn would have to offer a daughter as a sacrifice.

However, Gu Yunyun has some other memories about this box.

In his youth, the village chief was a carpenter by trade. He was a skilled carpenter, and his craftsmanship was renowned throughout the surrounding area. The objects he made were intricately patterned and had exquisite parts. He was also good at networking and married the daughter of the previous village chief, which is how he gradually built up his reputation and became the village chief.

The box was made by the village chief himself, supposedly to show his sincerity. Since it was for worshipping the Dragon God, the most exquisite and magnificent box had to be used. And it was indeed magnificent and grand.

When Gu Yunyun was little, she was curious about this beautiful wooden box and secretly tried to take a look at it, but she accidentally dropped it on the ground, spilling something out of the box. The village chief was furious when he saw this, quickly put the box away, and gave her a severe beating.

Gu Yunyun realized something was wrong. What could have been thrown out of the wooden box that was usually empty?

She stopped in her tracks and walked suspiciously toward the wooden box placed in the center of the ancestral hall.

The village chief's face paled upon seeing this. "Yunniang... this is for offering to the Dragon God. It's probably inappropriate to move it so casually..."

"The Dragon God is right here, why don't you ask him if it's alright?"

"You like it?" Mo Ze asked her. Since she'd said it was for his worship, she could take it if she liked.

"No." Gu Yunyun opened the box and tapped and fumbled around for a while. "Huh?" She really found something wrong.

Gu Yunyun carefully examined the box and finally found a hidden compartment at the bottom. She tried to pry it open with her hands, but couldn't. After searching inside and out again, she finally discovered a small, inconspicuous mechanism. Once she activated the mechanism, the hidden compartment inside the box flipped over.

"...So that's how it is."

The village chief was drenched in cold sweat and trembling uncontrollably, hoping that Yunniang would spare him out of consideration for the years of kindness she had shown him.

Gu Yunyun gave the village chief a cold look, then walked up to the villagers carrying the wooden box.

"You've all probably seen this before."

The villagers looked at the wooden box they saw every year, then at the village chief who was clearly acting strangely, wondering what Gu Yunyun wanted to say.

Gu Yunyun opened the box directly, turned the mechanism back and forth, and turned the inside of the wooden box towards the villagers so that they could clearly see the hidden compartments inside the box that were being turned over and over.

The village chief collapsed to the ground from his kneeling position.

"As soon as you activate the mechanism, the hidden compartment will pop out. All the slips of paper that everyone put in will be pressed down underneath, revealing the slips of paper that were placed in the hidden compartment beforehand." Gu Yunyun sneered. Having spent a lot of time with Mo Ze, she had also picked up some of his imposing manner. "In other words, which family gets drawn is entirely up to the village chief."

The villagers were instantly in an uproar.

"No wonder the families chosen are all poor people who can't afford to give you gifts or money, or families who have had conflicts with you!"

The village chief was still desperately trying to explain, "I didn't make this trap... If I did, why would my own family be the first to be drawn!"

Some villagers hesitated upon hearing this.

Gu Yunyun's expression remained unchanged. "I remember that just before I was sacrificed, there were many doubts about the fairness of your lottery, Village Chief. I suppose after you sacrificed me, your adopted daughter, the doubts naturally stopped, right?"

Anyway, I'm not her biological child. Adopting me was just to take the blame for Meng Yueniang. Sacrificing me prematurely to preserve your reputation and status is a really good deal, don't I agree?"

Gu Yunyun slammed the wooden box down in front of the village chief with a bang, causing the delicate parts inside to fall out.

Mo Ze abandoned his lazy posture, straightened up dangerously, and looked at the village chief with hostility.

Gu Yunyun walked to Mo Ze's side, looking like she had been wronged and needed comfort. Sure enough, she instantly attracted Mo Ze's attention, and he lovingly pulled her into his arms and patted her.

"Let's go, I don't want to stay here anymore." Anyway, the angry villagers won't let the village chief off the hook, so there's no need for her and Mo Ze to take action.

"Alright, alright, let's go." Now that he felt sorry for Gu Yunyun, Mo Ze was completely obedient to her.

"You bastard...give me back my daughter!" A middle-aged woman, dressed in faded and patched clothes, cried out as she lunged at the village chief.

"You will pay for my daughter's life!"

"My poor daughter..."

"Kill this beast!"

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The village chief has been in this position for decades, and dozens of women have been sacrificed over the years. These angry families have vented their anger on the village chief.

Gu Yunyun and the others left behind all the crying, shouting, cursing, and the village chief's wailing; from then on, these things had nothing to do with them anymore.