In a Fantasy World as Cannon Fodder, I Got Entangled with the Heroine - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Jiang Qian, Enraged

Translation by: Weebsread👹

It all happened in an instant.

Bai Piaoxue reacted with lightning speed, conjuring an ice wall before her.

But the sword light barreling toward her was fiercer than she’d anticipated.

Boom—

With a thunderous crack, the ice wall shattered. Shards exploded outward, raining down across the ground.

Drip, drip—

A thin line of blood blossomed across Bai Piaoxue’s chest, crimson seeping from the wound and trailing down to stain the Thunderflame Skywing Eagle beneath her.

Jiang Qian’s eyes went wide the moment he saw the wound. He shot to his feet. “Senior Sister Bai, are you—”

“I’m fine, it’s just a flesh—” She cut off with a gasp as pain tore through her, forcing her to her knees.

The injury wasn’t just superficial—the wound stretched wider, the flesh parting until the white gleam of bone could be seen beneath.

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Jiang Qian dropped beside Bai Piaoxue, his brow furrowed with worry. “Senior Sister, just rest for a moment!”

He helped her sit upright, then looked to the sky, locking eyes with the masked man hovering above. In his right hand, the Flood Dragon Bone Sword shimmered into existence, the blade humming with restrained power.

In the blink of an eye—

He surged forward, closing the gap in a blur, sword slashing down with deadly intent.

Clang—

The masked man was quick. He met Jiang Qian’s strike with his own blade, steel clashing in a shower of sparks.

“Speak! Was this the Crown Prince’s doing?” Jiang Qian demanded, fury trembling in his voice.

The masked man said nothing. With a flick of his wrist, he wrenched Jiang Qian’s sword aside and forced him back.

Staggering a few paces, Jiang Qian gritted his teeth, eyes now glinting coldly as he glared at his foe.

“Northwind Ice Wolf—kill them all!” He lifted a hand, summoning the Northwind Ice Wolf. The demonic beast dropped from the heavens, landing with an earth-shaking thud.

Eyes blazing like cold fire, the ice wolf locked onto the enemy cultivators. With a savage roar, it charged, tearing into the foes with unbridled ferocity.

Meanwhile, the Thunderflame Skywing Eagle swooped down to Jiang Qian’s side, its feathers crackling with latent thunder, while Bai Piaoxue remained perched atop her flying sword, clutching her bleeding wound.

The masked man swept his gaze over the scene—Jiang Qian radiating murderous intent, the two demonic beasts at his command, chaos on every side.

His resolve wavered. He turned to flee.

“Running? You injure Senior Sister Bai and think you can just get away?” Jiang Qian flashed forward, intercepting the masked man in a heartbeat. Without hesitation, he brought his sword down.

The masked man managed to parry, but—

Suddenly, strands of inky black mist snaked from Jiang Qian’s hand, wrapping tightly around the masked man’s arm like living shadows.

Panic flashed in the man’s eyes. He struggled and twisted, but the demon qi held firm, more tenacious than iron shackles.

He couldn’t break free.

Screee—

The Thunderflame Skywing Eagle screamed, swooping low to rake its talons across the masked man’s back.

Three bloody gashes ripped open instantly, soaking through his robes.

Just then, a Fourth Rank demonic beast erupted onto the battlefield, spitting a fireball that smashed directly into Jiang Qian’s chest.

The force of the blast—

Gave the masked man the single window he needed.

He tore himself from the clinging black mist and, wasting not a heartbeat, vanished into the forest.

Jiang Qian watched him disappear, frustration simmering in his eyes. Chasing the masked man any farther was out of the question—he had other matters at hand.

He wheeled on the Fourth Rank demonic beast lurking nearby. Without pause, he called out to the Northwind Ice Wolf, which was still tearing into the last of the enemy cultivators. “Northwind Ice Wolf, take down that Fourth Rank beast!”

“Roar—!” The ice wolf vanished in a blur, reappearing before the demonic beast. Fangs bared, it tore the creature to pieces in a storm of claws and ice, ending the battle in moments.

After licking fresh blood from its muzzle, the Northwind Ice Wolf’s head snapped toward a shadow behind a nearby tree. It stared, unmoving, as if it sensed something—or someone—lurking just beyond sight. After a tense moment, it turned away and, with a flicker of light, disappeared back into the Beastmaster’s Ring.

Jiang Qian rushed to Bai Piaoxue’s side. He produced a vial of Rainbow Antlered Deer Beast essence blood and handed it to her.

“Senior Sister Bai, hurry—drink this!” Jiang Qian gently helped her up, feeding her the restorative blood.

As the potent medicine worked its way through her body, Bai Piaoxue’s wound began to close, torn flesh knitting together before his eyes.

“Senior Sister Bai, feeling any better?” Jiang Qian asked anxiously.

Nestled in his arms, Bai Piaoxue managed a soft smile, eyes shining faintly as she shook her head. “I’m fine now.”

“Thank goodness!” Relief flooded Jiang Qian, his voice trembling as the tension finally left him.

I never wanted to be caught up in any of this, but you forced my hand.

I don’t care about the original plot anymore, or who’s meant to win in the end.

Today, I’ll write the story myself. You don’t want the King of Qin to become emperor?

Fine—then I’ll see him crowned with my own hands.

This time, Jiang Qian’s anger burned to its core.

You provoked me first. Don’t blame me for changing everything!

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Days passed.

Jiang Qian and Bai Piaoxue returned to Azure Mountain Sect, and news of the ambush spread through the sect like wildfire.

Bai Qianfeng flew into a rage the moment he heard his daughter had been targeted. “Investigate! Search every corner of Longyan Kingdom if you must. Find out which bastard dared lay a hand on my daughter!”

“Yes, Sect Master!” Zhao Kun and the gathered elders echoed instantly, all visibly shaken by their leader’s fury.

At the same time—

Chen Shimin lounged in his quarters, and when the news reached him, he burst into laughter. “Hahaha! That fool Chen Jianzhi actually tried to ambush Jiang Qian and Bai Piaoxue.”

“I was worried Jiang Qian wouldn’t choose my faction, but after this, he’s bound to side with me now!”

“And the best part? He actually wounded Bai Piaoxue. She’s Bai Qianfeng’s own flesh and blood! Hurting her is as good as tossing the entire Azure Mountain Sect into my lap.”

Chen Shimin rose, gazing out the window at the sunlit gardens, a smile of satisfaction spreading across his face. “What a beautiful day.”

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Jiang Qian sat cross-legged in his chambers, not seeking Chen Shimin for the moment.

Instead, he focused on cultivating the Myriad Demon Qilin Codex.

Waves of demonic energy rippled from his body, corrupting the surrounding Spiritual Essence. The Blue-patterned Jade Pendant at his waist radiated a gentle glow, soothing the violent currents and drawing the energy back into him as fine, controlled threads.

The Black qilin-shaped tattoo on his back became even more distinct.

Knock, knock, knock—

Someone rapped briskly at the door.

Jiang Qian opened his eyes, exhaled slowly, and dispersed the lingering demonic aura. Rising, he went to the door and found Wu Jinfeng waiting outside, grinning.

“Senior Brother, I heard you were attacked! I came running to check on you—see how much I care?” Wu Jinfeng laughed, scratching the back of his head.

Right. And I’ve been home for over an hour already.

“Is there something you needed?” Jiang Qian asked, eyebrow raised.

Wu Jinfeng smacked his forehead. “Ah! Almost forgot. In one month, the Dragonbone Secret Realm will open. The Sect Master sent me to let you know so you can start preparing.”

“Understood,” Jiang Qian said, nodding.

“Well, I should get going. I still have to deliver medicine to the Holy Son. Honestly, I don’t know how someone as powerful as him managed to get hurt by a demonic beast.”

“Wait—Wu Jinfeng, did you say Duan Yuqing was wounded by a demonic beast? When did that happen?”

“A few days ago, I think. Not that long back.”