He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Leng Huan strode out of the teahouse like a shooting star. The street was bustling with people, and Fengsheng Tower was three streets away.

Her eyes were like knives as she stared at Fu Xun's back.

Don't think she doesn't know this kid is trying to avoid it. She's even more suspicious, wondering what secret Fu Xun has that he doesn't want to tell her yet.

Fu Xun felt that if looks could kill, he would have been stabbed several times already.

But it wasn't appropriate to reveal my identity to her at this time; I should at least wait until after the conference.

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Turning the corner, Leng Huan saw a familiar group waiting at the entrance of Fengsheng Tower. He steadied himself and followed Fu Xun to bow respectfully to the elders.

"Greetings to the two elders! Greetings to my fellow disciples!"

As expected, Elder Sun of Spirit Medicine Peak and the Third Elder of Sword Peak were in charge, followed by the Golden Core stage senior brothers and sisters, including Fairy Piaomiao, as well as Liang Boyu and Che Li, who joined the sect in the same batch as Leng Huan.

At this moment, Leng Huan and Fu Xun had both changed into their respective disciple robes.

The robes of the disciples from each peak are different, but what they all have in common is that they all wear a jade token identifying them as disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect at their waist.

Leng Huan then revealed her true face. Although she was still dressed in black and red men's clothing, her figure was graceful and her face was beautiful. Despite her resolute manner, she was still a female cultivator at a glance.

The disciples also bowed and greeted them:

"I've met you, junior brothers and sisters."

"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Sister Leng."

The fact that Senior Brother Leng from the Weapon Refining Peak was actually Senior Sister Leng, which had been visited by the Leng and Murong families, had already spread among the disciples.

People with high cultivation levels, like Fairy Piaomiao, would naturally see through it. Jiang Ruoyu had no objection, and everyone had long since accepted Leng Huan's identity.

This is a disciple's private matter, and she is not a criminal; everyone chooses to let things take their course.

At this moment, Fairy Piaomiao smiled slightly at Leng Huan.

"..." Leng Huan gave an awkward smile and hurriedly walked to her side to rejoin the group.

Fu Xun naturally followed behind the Third Elder.

Sun Zhixian stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "Now that everyone's here, let's go."

The Third Elder nodded: "That's right, let's go up early, we still need to visit Sect Master Huanyue."

The group arrived at the front gate square of Huanyue Immortal Sect, where they were greeted by Huanyue disciples. After visiting the sect leader in the main hall, it was already late afternoon. As expected, they were arranged to stay in the main peak's guest quarters, Ruyi Pavilion.

Besides Leng Huan and Fairy Piaomiao, there were two other senior sisters, who shared a room with each other.

“I’ll stay with Junior Sister Leng,” Fairy Piaomiao said, tilting her head to look at Leng Huan.

"Ah, yes, fairy." Leng Huan nodded quickly.

This was the first time she had ever lived with a woman, and a stunningly beautiful one at that. In the past, she would have been overjoyed, but now, well, it's all tears.

“Junior Sister Leng, my name is Ji Linlang. We are disciples of the same generation, so there’s no need to be formal. You can call me Senior Sister Ji or Eldest Senior Sister.” The two maids opened the door, and Ji Linlang smiled at Leng Huan before stepping into the room first.

“Okay, Senior Sister.” Leng Huan followed behind her.

Ji Linlang brought two maids with her. The room was very large, and the maids automatically started tidying up as soon as she entered.

Leng Huan chose a bed on the left side of the screen partition, facing Ji Linlang head to head.

Beside him stood a magnificent, life-sized mirror. Leng Huan stopped in front of it, looking at himself for a long while. The figure in the mirror sighed softly, lost in thought.

"Why is Junior Sister sighing?" Ji Linlang moved closer with light steps, and her figure was reflected in the mirror, graceful and elegant.

"It's nothing." Leng Huan shook his head at the mirror. "Senior Sister, thank you for not holding it against me for what I concealed before."

"It's nothing. You're not some evil spirit; you've always been law-abiding. Why would you mind?"

Ji Linlang blinked, looking at Leng Huan's handsome face, and slowly said, "I heard that the Leng family of Beijun has already sent people..."

Knowing that she meant well, Leng Huan smiled and replied, "I understand, thank you, Senior Sister."

She thought to herself that Ji Linlang was truly beautiful inside and out, and deserved to be the chief senior sister.

The elders lived in the main courtyard of Ruyi Pavilion, the female disciples lived in the small courtyard on the right, and the male disciples lived in the courtyard on the left.

It was the hour of You (5-7 PM). In the backyard of Ruyi Pavilion, there was a huge ancient pine tree. Leng Huan was standing on a gnarled side branch, gazing at the setting sun.

The crimson sun hung in the sky, its rays mingling with the colors of yellow and orange, as a line of egrets flew slowly by, appearing as tiny black dots.

The southern part of the mainland is much warmer than the north, and the scenery is pleasant. This scene is even more picturesque, and Leng Huan's mood gradually calmed down.

A broad mind leads to a relaxed spirit.

Suddenly a gust of wind came, and the red silk ribbon in her hair fluttered to her front. She raised her hand to gather the hair behind her ears, and her black skirt with red patterns swayed in the wind.

Leng Huan slowly sat down, dangling his legs and swinging them. His thoughts raced. Murong Qin's talent was similar to the original owner's. He wondered what level Murong Qin was at now. He was thinking that if Murong Qin came, he would beat him up so badly that his own mother wouldn't recognize him, and see if he would still dare to arrange a marriage.

rustle--

Slight footsteps came from under a tree about four zhang away from Leng Huan, accompanied by a low, unfamiliar voice.

"This should be the guest quarters of the Misty Immortal Sect..."

"I've been waiting so long the flowers are almost withered... Ah! Who are you?!"

The newcomer was muttering to himself when he suddenly looked up and saw Leng Huan. He was startled and immediately cried out in surprise.

Leng Huan frowned, lightly leaped down, and stood in front of the person. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a young male cultivator, who appeared to be in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. He was tall and handsome, but seemed a bit arrogant!

Not in a hurry to pay attention to him, Leng Huan crossed his arms and looked him up and down, making his own judgments. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and every accessory he wore was exquisite, like a... second-generation immortal.

After scrutinizing him, she asked, "Who are you? What brings you to my Misty Immortal Sect's residence? Your suspicious behavior suggests you may be plotting something sinister!"

After being rebuked by Leng Huan, the newcomer's expression became inscrutable, then changed for a moment. He cupped his hands and said, "I am Wang Chen, a disciple of the Huanyue Immortal Sect. May I ask your name, fairy?"

"Naturally, I am Leng Huan from the Misty Immortal Sect. Is there anything I can do for you?" Seeing that he was still quite polite, Leng Huan cupped his hands and asked.

"...I'm not a bad person, I just...was looking for a cat and accidentally wandered into this place. I wonder if you've seen a white cat?" Wang Chen quickly came up with an excuse.

Wang Chen? Who's that? I don't know him.

Leng Huan shook his head: "I've been here for a while, and I haven't seen any cats or dogs."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen slapped his forehead. "Oh dear, they must have gone somewhere else. Well then, I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he slipped away quickly, leaving Leng Huan with only his departing back view.

Leng Huan looked at the person who appeared and left inexplicably, wondering if he was some kind of immortal like Ji Linlang.

rustling...

Footsteps sounded behind him again. Leng Huan turned around and saw Fu Xun.

"Brother Huan."

He stopped a few meters away and watched with her as the sun set, casting its last rays of light.

"How did you come?"

"The ethereal fairy said you are here."

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Regardless of Leng Huan's bewildered state of mind, Wang Chen, holding his breath, returned to his own courtyard to vent his anger.

"My goodness, that gave me a fright."

"System! Did I give myself away just now?" Wang Chen asked with a sullen face.

"Host, please calm down. You've only shown your face; you haven't aroused any suspicion."

Hearing the calm, mechanical voice of the system in his mind, Wang Chen gradually calmed down.

Wang Chen wasn't originally named Wang Chen, but Wang Cheng, a socially awkward female college student who accidentally transmigrated and became a male villain.

"System, you said there was a plot error, the male lead went to the Misty Immortal Sect, and the plot would be corrected in three years. I actually waited patiently for three years, and the flowers have withered by now!"

"We finally arrived at the Misty Immortal Sect, but even sneaking a peek didn't reveal anyone. Are you sure the male lead is here for the Immortal Alliance Conference?"

"Yes, host, the system definitely has the male lead. Next, you just need to suppress the arrogant protagonist according to the plot and complete the stepping stone task to successfully retire."

"Who was that female cultivator just now?"

"It's Leng Huanxue, the cannon fodder female supporting character in the book."

Wang Cheng sensed something was wrong: "Leng Huanxue?! How could she be a disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect? Shouldn't she be with the Leng family?!"

"Host, it's probably because there was a slight deviation in the previous plot. Don't worry, the system didn't detect anything abnormal about her. She's just an insignificant cannon fodder, don't worry about her."

This plot twist is driving Wang Cheng crazy.

He clenched his fist, biting his lip as he asked in a hoarse voice, "System, are you sure I can save Shen Hanyan and change her fate? Can I go home too?"

The system replied in a flat, emotionless voice: "After constantly increasing Shen Hanyan's favorability over the past three years, she has developed a great deal of trust in you. Please keep up the good work."

"As long as the novel's terrible ending is changed and the overpowered male protagonist is prevented from self-destructing, this world can be stabilized. Once the host achieves the goal of turning the tide, he can immediately leave this world and return to his original world."

Wang Cheng had heard this answer countless times, and he rolled his eyes inwardly. This crappy system was like a broken record, all it knew was to squeeze him to do tasks, do tasks, so that he could improve himself and become a qualified stepping stone!

With only average talent, he managed to cultivate from the Foundation Establishment stage to the early Golden Core stage. If it weren't for the fact that he had to win over the favor of the cannon fodder supporting characters, he would have suspected that this was actually the Scroll King System!

Wang Cheng had a vague feeling that she had been tricked.

(Hereafter referred to as Wang Chen.)

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(Note: This book will contain elements such as the main character turning from male to female, supporting characters turning from female to male, and supporting characters being reborn. These elements will not be prominent and will serve as supplementary plot points and entertainment. (doge) Thank you for your support, dear readers.)