The Cannon Fodder Supporting Female Character is Still Alive Today - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Dark Disciples

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In the original book, Luo Qi did not take Qin Wufang directly down the mountain by flight; she had the selfish desire to spend more time with him.

Now, Bai Yao looked at Luo Qi and found that Luo Qi still had no intention of flying Qin Wufang directly down the mountain.

Could it be that Luo Qi still wants to spend more time with him?

Were the days of ignoring him all an illusion? Was everything a simmering heat hidden beneath coldness?

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Bai Yao silently clenched the small paper packet in her sleeve.

Inside was a specially made sleeping powder she had preemptively requested from Xue Qi, just waiting to be dusted onto Qin Wufang to save him the trouble of marking the route along the way.

But at this moment, Bai Yao still intended to respect the wishes of the Female Lead, Luo Qi.

Bai Yao reached out and tugged on Luo Qi’s sleeve: “Luo Qi, come here for a moment…”

The two walked away, and Bai Yao whispered: “Look.”

She flipped open her sleeve, secretly showing Luo Qi the sleeping powder in her palm.

The medicine was wrapped by Xue Qi, and Luo Qi knew what it was at a glance.

Bai Yao asked softly: “Are you planning to walk the mountain path with him? Do you want to spend more time with him?”

Luo Qi looked at the item in Bai Yao’s palm. She blinked, seeming to finally understand Bai Yao’s meaning.

Seeing that Luo Qi didn’t answer immediately, Bai Yao fell silent.

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Little Qi, you can’t be like this. Love is precious, but don’t lose your mind…

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Luo Qi said: “No.”

Bai Yao: “Then…”

As she spoke, Luo Qi had already turned and walked towards Qin Wufang.

Seeing that Luo Qi’s mind was made up, Bai Yao felt anxious. She took quick strides to catch up, all the while rubbing the packet of sleeping powder in her hand.

Damn it.

No, no, no.

If I really can’t persuade Luo Qi in a moment, I’ll have to forcibly sprinkle it…

Bai Yao’s thought of “sprinkle it” was interrupted mid-sentence.

Because Qin Wufang suddenly went weak at the knees and knelt down in front of her.

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Luo Qi extended a leg, stopping Qin Wufang’s collapsing body.

She shook her right hand, which had just delivered a stunning strike to Qin Wufang, and turned back to Bai Yao, saying in a relaxed tone: “No need to waste the sleeping powder. This is more convenient.”

Following Luo Qi’s words, Qin Wufang’s unconscious body swayed slightly in the cool breeze, about to topple over.

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Little brother Qin Wufang, are you alright?

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Bai Yao stood three paces away, staring blankly as Luo Qi took out the cloth bag she usually used to wrap peaches, simply wrapping it around Qin Wufang’s waist. Luo Qi then straightened up, gathered the corners of the cloth bag in her hand, and single-handedly lifted Qin Wufang.

When Luo Qi walked up to Bai Yao, carrying Qin Wufang, and extended her other hand, gesturing for Bai Yao to come with her, Bai Yao obediently moved closer and hugged Luo Qi’s waist tightly.

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Name: Bai Yao.

Complaining Skill Bar: Reset to zero.

Reason: Too many absurd points, unable to begin, chose self-isolation instead.

Bai Yao silently rubbed Luo Qi’s toned waist, which was devoid of excess fat, a few times.

Fine.

Do whatever you please.

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According to the plotline in the book, although Luo Qi’s martial arts had not yet reached its peak, she was still a leader in the jianghu. Carrying one Qin Wufang and one Bai Yao at this moment was not too strenuous for her.

Bai Yao nestled in Luo Qi’s arms, mentally singing “A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand” three times, as the three of them reached the foot of the mountain.

Luo Qi pressed one foot against the mountain wall, slowing their descent. Just as they were about to land, she suddenly exerted force and flew towards the opposite side.

It was dusk, with a sliver of orange sun about to set. Bai Yao vaguely heard the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air. A small object, reflecting the afterglow, flashed rapidly past her face.

A throwing knife was deeply embedded in the mountain wall where Luo Qi had just been.

Before Bai Yao could think further, a black shadow quickly flew out from the nearby bushes. (On-screen: text cut off)

The sudden change occurred in an instant. Luo Qi backhandedly pulled Bai Yao tighter into her arms, and at the same time, unhesitatingly threw Qin Wufang out.

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I know the situation is so critical right now that I shouldn’t be complaining.

But Qin Wufang…

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Qin Wufang, who completed a horizontal projectile motion in mid-air, accurately struck a black figure, sending both tumbling to the ground.

The other two black figures paused briefly, then continued to attack Luo Qi.

Seeing the sword light in the black-clad man’s hand about to descend, Luo Qi’s free right hand swung upwards, unleashing a palm of internal energy that forced the sword energy back.

But before she could withdraw her palm force, another black-clad person came entwining like a snake, holding a short dagger.

Luo Qi carefully shielded Bai Yao, twisting several times to evade. Although she moved extremely fast, her skirt corner was still sliced.

Luo Qi did not stop, swiftly countering with a palm strike that forced the black-clad man back several steps.

As one retreated, the other quickly came forward to block. The two black-clad figures exchanged a glance and attacked simultaneously from both sides.

Luo Qi, holding Bai Yao, met the attack with a single hand raised in defense, showing no panic on her face. She maneuvered between the two black-clad men, and although temporarily unable to break free, she occasionally countered to force one of them back.

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Compared to Luo Qi’s calmness, Bai Yao’s face in her arms was extremely pale.

Bai Yao was not afraid because of the dangerous fighting; it was when she clearly saw the dark golden embroidery on the black-clad men’s shoulders that she felt her blood rush instantly to her brain.

Dark Hawk Night Robe, Golden Cloud Hidden Thread.

A name representing death instantly surfaced in Bai Yao’s mind.

Dark Disciples!

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The Young Master Becomes the Phoenix once mentioned that Emperor Qin Mang, the highest authority in the Shi Yu Kingdom, kept a group of desperate killers under his command, one of his sharpest blades.

These people were different from the visible soldiers and guards. They operated in the shadows and were called the Dark Disciples.

The Dark Disciples were the best of the best, selected from thousands and trained from childhood. They were the mysterious entities that protected Qin Mang at all times.

They concealed their faces with black gauze, wore ink-colored robes embroidered with dark golden cloud patterns, symbolizing their direct allegiance to the Emperor.

In the original book, the Dark Disciples appeared very rarely.

Unlike the complex hierarchy of other personnel within the court, the Dark Disciples were completely loyal only to Qin Mang. After Qin Mang’s death, this unit vanished from the world and never reappeared.

After successfully ascending the throne, Qin Wufang tried to find the Dark Disciples, but until the latest chapter Bai Yao had read, he had found nothing.

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But why would such a group of people appear on Gui Ming Mountain at this time?

Because of the mystery and power of the Dark Disciples, Bai Yao had a deep impression of them while reading.

She clearly remembered that the Dark Disciples’ first appearance was dozens of chapters later…

No.

That’s not right.

Bai Yao suddenly remembered a passage.

In the original book, the massacre of Gui Ming Mountain was glossed over, but when describing the final scene, the author mentioned that a person wearing an ink-colored robe with golden embroidery walked up and picked up a wooden plaque that had fallen beside Gui An’s corpse.

This detailed description was nestled among a bunch of abstract descriptions. Bai Yao had once wondered if there was something special about it.

But later, she followed many chapters without the author mentioning the wooden plaque again, so Bai Yao thought she was overthinking things with her wild imagination.

But thinking about it carefully now, regardless of the origin of that wooden plaque, the person in the ink-colored robe with golden embroidery was clearly a Dark Disciple!

Could the Dark Disciples’ true first appearance be at the Gui Ming Mountain massacre?

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