Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

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"You've picked up the basics very quickly."

"Did someone at the Grand Tutor's Mansion teach you swordsmanship before?"

On Ranmo Peak, the white-robed woman carefully observed the young man's standard sword movements. For once, she wasn't frowning but nodding frequently with appreciation and approval.

Before this, she had already taught him sword practice for several hours.

Yuyan was impressed by Yino's performance.

However, it wasn't because of his innate talent, but because Yuyan discovered an extraordinary level of proficiency in him.

Yino put away his sword and said calmly:

"Back at the Grand Tutor's Mansion, my aunt taught me some self-defense techniques, which included these sword forms."

"Self-defense techniques?"

"That's how your aunt taught you?"

Yuyan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

As the senior disciple of the sword sect, she had practiced swordsmanship for many years, but it was the first time she had heard someone refer to lethal sword techniques as self-defense.

Isn't this kind of self-defense likely to end up with someone's head on the ground?

"The legendary Grand Tutor's Mansion indeed has a profound heritage. If you master these self-defense techniques, you should have no problem becoming an assassin for the Immortal Alliance when you leave the mountain in the future."

"Are you mocking me?"

Yino also raised an eyebrow, feeling that Yuyan's thought process was as abnormal as his own.

Perhaps this was the resonance between geniuses.

"How could I? I'm complimenting you."

Yuyan rubbed her temples, smiling slightly.

"Your aunt taught you well. These are very orthodox beginner sword techniques, impeccable."

"For now, just focus on mastering these basics. When you break through the Foundation Establishment stage in the future, I'll teach you some advanced self-defense techniques."

Yuyan held her sword, observing Yino for a long time, unable to find any flaws.

Because these were the most standard beginner killing sword techniques, bypassing many impractical sword forms and directly learning the most practical essence of swordsmanship - killing.

Of course, the Wuji Sect doesn't advocate learning swordsmanship this way.

Beginner sword techniques are divided into five types.

First is physical training, then mental cultivation, followed by Qi refinement...

Generally speaking, these three alone would take novice disciples several months to build a foundation.

After several months of successful cultivation and passing moral tests, the sword elders would then impart cultivation sword manuals and sword techniques specifically for killing, combined with human meridian charts.

After all, the Wuji Sect is a righteous sect, and killing techniques are not easily learned.

Disciples need to cultivate themselves first, develop the proper foundation and worldview of a cultivator before they are qualified to wield the power of taking lives.

However, Yuyan didn't think it mattered.

When she learned swordsmanship before, she learned from the neighbor's sister, too lazy to listen to her master's lectures. She would often flip through her master's precious sword manuals, picking out techniques with cool-sounding names to self-study, hardly ever receiving systematic training from the sect...

So, she naturally applied this genius-level casualness to Yino.

"I brought some pills."

"If you're hungry, eat one, but be careful not to overeat. The energy in immortal sect pills is high, and if you eat too many, you won't be able to digest them and it will harm your kidneys."

Yuyan left these words and turned to go down the mountain again.

Before leaving, she also left homework for Yino.

The day after tomorrow at dawn, she would return to check Yino's basic skills.

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Yino took one pill a day, practicing sword on the mountaintop day after day.

Although this tiny pill could scientifically supplement nutrition, for Yino, it really lacked any sense of chewing, causing his mouth and stomach to be out of sync for three days and nights, making him terribly hungry.

But he didn't dare eat more because Yuyan said eating too many would harm his kidneys.

This Ranmo Peak was above the clouds, with only a small courtyard and a few trees, and no other place for people to pass the time.

Yuyan had flown off somewhere, leaving Yino without anyone to talk to. Bored out of his mind, he could only bury himself in sword practice.

If the sweat he poured out could be converted into game experience, he probably would have maxed out his basic skill proficiency.

After all, these were sword techniques Yino had learned from his aunt when he was seven years old.

Unexpectedly, coming to the Wuji Sect, he didn't learn new techniques but was reinforcing the sword forms his aunt had already taught him...

The day after tomorrow at dawn.

The white-robed woman returned on her sword right on time.

"How's the practice going?" She landed lightly, standing with her hands behind her back.

"I feel like I'm invincible now."

"Is that so? Let's try a couple of moves."

Yuyan said absent-mindedly, casually summoning a wooden sword from the pile of miscellaneous items in the courtyard, swinging it towards Yino.

Faced with the sudden attack, Yino hurriedly raised his sword to respond.

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-30 minutes later-

The young man lay sprawled on the grass, completely exhausted, with the wooden sword Yuyan had been controlling from a distance stuck in his backside.

"With your current level, you should be able to get in the top three in the sect entrance exam."

"Later, I'm going to take you to see the entrance exam. Are you interested in getting on stage to practice with other disciples?"

"I can accompany you through the process, letting you formally become a disciple under the sect master."

Yuyan sat on the stone platform in front of the door, her beautiful eyes gazing calmly at Yino.

Yino stood up, supporting himself with his sword, patted the dust off his body, and asked calmly:

"If I get a good ranking, will senior sister think more highly of me?"

"No, I already know your strength well, there's no need to prove it through combat..."

Yuyan closed her eyes and said objectively and rationally: "But if you do get a good ranking, it might change other disciples' stereotypical impression of you as a pampered young master from the secular world."

"If I refuse, will senior sister think this junior brother lacks courage?"

"If I say yes, would you go on stage to fight and prove yourself to change my opinion?"

The white-robed woman opened her eyes, looking at him curiously.

Yino's lips twitched, but he still managed a smile: "If senior sister expects it, this disciple is willing to try his best."

"Then I'll also answer your previous question, the answer is no."

Yuyan held her sword, snorted coldly, her red lips curling into a faint smile.

She withdrew her gaze from Yino and continued: "Even if you're unwilling to go on stage to fight, I won't look down on you for it. After all, a true coward wouldn't dare to use dancing as a condition to bet with me."

"I see, then there's no need for me to go on stage to fight."

Yino shrugged, relieved as if it was only natural.

His current identity is special, being both a young master from the Grand Tutor's Mansion and Yuyan's only junior brother, which could be considered a natural target for public opinion. If Yino were to go on stage to fight, it would surely attract a lot of attention. Who knows, that elusive bad fox Jinyue might be hiding in the audience watching him.

Moreover, participating in the sect entrance exam would directly put him in competition with the main characters of the game.

This doesn't align with the survival logic of a villain cannon fodder.

"So, your reason for going on stage to fight was only related to my opinion? If I don't care, you won't show off?"

Yuyan's beautiful eyes were once again filled with confusion.

She really didn't care how Yino chose, she just didn't understand what kind of strange mentality Yino had. It seemed like without Yuyan's approval, he had no motivation at all.

-Could it be that he learned swordsmanship just to hear me praise him?-

"In this Wuji Sect, it's senior sister who teaches me swordsmanship, so naturally, I only care about senior sister's opinion. Other fellow disciples are just passersby to me."

Yino looked at Yuyan with determined eyes, speaking very seriously.

Of course, he was just making it up. He simply wanted to stay alive.

If Yino had been given an innate sword dao holy body, he would have rolled up his sleeves to show Yuyan what he was capable of long ago.

But it must be said that Yuyan was stunned by his words.

Even for a usually cold and aloof immortal like her, she was made to feel extremely uncomfortable by Yino's words. Her beautiful face showed a difficult expression as she rubbed her brow and sighed.

"Never mind, do as you please."

"I'll give you 1h. Go back to your room, wash up, and change your clothes."

"I'm presiding over today's sect entrance exam. If you're not participating, just sit in the audience and see what it's like. After the exam is over, I'll give you a brief introduction to the various branches of the Wuji Sect."

"Oh, I'm going down the mountain to play with senior sister~"

Yino raised both hands, clapping performatively.

Not far away, the white-robed woman's furrowed brow deepened. She was already starting to regret bringing him down the mountain.

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