In a Fantasy World as Cannon Fodder, I Got Entangled with the Heroine - Chapter 30

Chapter 30 – Caught

Translation by: Weebsread👹

“I understand.” The Black-robed youth nodded, then quietly faded back into the ranks.

Jiang Qian offered a faint smile as he addressed the crowd, “Ready yourselves!”

No sooner had he spoken—

The Northwind Ice Wolf burst forward in a blur. With a single sweep of its massive paw, five or six disciples were sent flying.

Seconds later, even more figures tumbled helplessly aside—some crashed to the ground, while others ended up dangling awkwardly from the stone pillars…

A handful of quick-witted disciples caught on fast, realizing that evading the beast was wiser than facing it head-on. They began weaving and dodging with every bit of agility they could muster.

Of all of them, the Black-robed youth stood out most.

Several elders watched him, their approval steadily growing.

“That one there… He’s handling the Northwind Ice Wolf’s attacks with ease. Agile and decisive.”

“Look at his expression—not a trace of panic. Even against a beast like this, he stays utterly calm. That kind of composure is rare among the young.”

…

…

“I have to find a way to recruit him as my disciple.”

“……”

Ten seconds passed.

Only ten disciples remained standing. Nine looked battered and bruised, but the Black-robed youth was completely unscathed.

Jiang Qian called the Northwind Ice Wolf back, his tone gentle. “Congratulations. The ten of you are now inner sect disciples.”

With that, he turned and walked over to Bai Piaoxue, bending down to whisper something in her ear.

His message delivered, Jiang Qian melted into the crowd and disappeared.

Zhao Kun strode directly up to the Black-robed youth, extending a clear olive branch. “What’s your name? Would you be interested in becoming my disciple?”

“Lu Luan! I am willing to join the Grand Elder!” Lu Luan answered without hesitation.

Zhao Kun nodded, a satisfied smile appearing beneath his carefully groomed mustache. “Very good. Come with me, then.”

But before the two could leave, Bai Piaoxue suddenly stepped forward, blocking their path.

Zhao Kun’s expression darkened. “May I ask what you mean by this, Young Sect Mistress?”

“Grand Elder, you can leave…” Bai Piaoxue said coolly, her gaze shifting to Lu Luan. “But he cannot.”

Zhao Kun had always tried to be tolerant of Bai Piaoxue, but this time his patience snapped. He snarled, “Young Sect Mistress, you cannot simply throw your weight around like this! If you persist, I’ll take this up with the Sect Master himself.”

“Abusing my authority?” Bai Piaoxue’s eyes grew frosty. She glanced at Zhao Kun, then looked away, her voice cold as she spoke. “That boy is a member of the Demon Sect .”

“A member of the Demon Sect !” Bai Piaoxue’s words had scarcely landed before everyone instinctively reached for their weapons.

Lu Luan's heart jumped in his chest.

How did she find out? Did I slip up anywhere… or is she just grasping at straws?

“Young Sect Mistress, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Please, don’t make false accusations!” Lu Luan protested immediately.

Bai Piaoxue snorted. “Is that so? Then if you’re not of the Demon Sect , you won't mind not resisting.”

The moment she finished speaking—

Frost began to spread across Lu Luan’s body, an icy aura enveloping him in an instant.

She… she really means to kill me. That killing intent—it's no bluff.

“M-Master…” Lu Luan shot Zhao Kun a desperate look.

Zhao Kun was about to speak, but Bai Piaoxue’s voice sliced through the tense air: “Restrain the Grand Elder. Do not let him interfere!”

“But…” The other elders hesitated, torn between orders.

On one side was the Young Sect Mistress; on the other, the Grand Elder himself. They wavered, unsure whom to obey.

“Are you defying my command?” Bai Piaoxue’s tone turned sharp as ice. “Or do you no longer acknowledge me as Young Sect Mistress?”

With that, the elders acted, quickly moving to restrain Zhao Kun.

“Grand Elder, it’s not worth defying the Young Sect Mistress over just one disciple!”

“That’s right. You can always take another from the inner sect.”

“Exactly!”

“…”

Yet, the more the elders tried to placate him, the angrier Zhao Kun became.

It wasn’t truly about Lu Luan—what stung was his pride.

He was the Grand Elder, a figure of immense authority, yet Bai Piaoxue never gave him due respect and always stood in open opposition. Even Bai Qianfeng, the Sect Master himself and her father, was never so dismissive.

“Young Sect Mistress, I will not let this pass! The Sect Master will hear of it!” Zhao Kun thundered, fury blazing in his eyes.

Bai Piaoxue ignored him, her icy gaze remaining fixed on Lu Luan, who was now rapidly being encased in ice.

Time ticked by.

Lu Luan’s lower half had already frozen solid, his face turning ashen white.

He could feel his blood slowing in his veins, his limbs growing numb and heavy with cold.

He was reaching his limit—he could not endure much longer.

“Maybe… the Young Sect Mistress made a mistake?”

“Who knows? It’s been a while and nothing’s happened yet.”

“How can you say that? What if he really is from the Demon Sect ?”

“…”

As murmurs rippled through the watching crowd, Lu Luan finally reached his breaking point. Suddenly, a surge of demonic energy erupted from deep within, shattering the ice binding his body.

Wreathed in swirling black demon qi, Lu Luan fixed Bai Piaoxue with a venomous glare, murder in his eyes. “Very soon, your Azure Mountain Sect will be ashes beneath our feet!”

With those words, he turned and tried to flee.

“D-Demon Sect !” Zhao Kun’s eyes widened in shock—he hadn’t expected Bai Piaoxue’s accusation to be true.

So Jiang Qian had been right after all—this youth really was from the Demon Sect !

A glimmer of surprise flickered in Bai Piaoxue’s eyes, though she regained her composure instantly.

“Trying to run?”

With a flick of her wrist, ice surged out again, instantly sealing Lu Luan in a block of frost.

This time, no matter how he thrashed or struggled, he could not break free.

“Lock him up!” Bai Piaoxue commanded, then turned on her heel and strode straight toward Jiang Qian’s residence.

…

Meanwhile, Jiang Qian lounged comfortably in his courtyard, reading a novel, sipping tea, and nibbling pastries.

No one could have looked more at ease.

“Ugh, why are all the novels here so boring? There’s not a decent story among them!” Jiang Qian sighed, snapping his book shut.

At that precise moment, Bai Piaoxue suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Holy—!”

Jiang Qian jumped, startled by her sudden appearance.

She fixed him with a curious look and quickly asked, “Jiang Qian, how did you know he was from the Demon Sect ? None of the elders noticed anything.”

At her question, Jiang Qian casually produced a small, nondescript stone. “It's this. I picked it up by chance in a secret realm—it can sense the presence of anyone from the Demon Sect .”

A secret realm was always a convenient cover for something strange or inexplicable.

Bai Piaoxue didn’t question it, nodding approvingly. “That’s a truly valuable item.”

“If you want it, Senior Sister Bai, it’s yours. Honestly, it’s not of much use to me,” Jiang Qian replied, holding the Demon Detection Stone out to her.

“Really? You’ll give it to me?” Bai Piaoxue’s eyes lit up.

“Of course. Take it,” Jiang Qian said with a smile.

Bai Piaoxue accepted the stone, her face alight with happiness.

A moment later, she darted forward to Jiang Qian’s side and, to his utter surprise, landed a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Jiang Qian, you’ve got guts!” a booming voice rang out.

Bai Qianfeng had suddenly materialized—just in time to witness it all.

Uh-oh. I’m dead meat!

Jiang Qian instinctively slapped a hand over the spot where Bai Piaoxue had kissed him.