You're the Female Protagonist, Aren't You?

(This is where the story begins.)

I transmigrated into the body of Ye Xiaoyao.

Sharing the same surname as the female protagonist from the story—what an honor.

I was merely the Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character whom the Female Protagonist had picked up from childhood and raised on the mountain.

With such a shallow connection, who would dare get involved with the Male and Female Leads?

As you can see, my relationship with the Female Protagonist was nothing special.

The Female Protagonist was the Male Lead's woman alone, and she treated everyone else more or less the same.

She remained everyone's moonlight maiden.

Her charm belonged solely to the Female Protagonist.

My ending was very simple: the Male Lead slapped me to death.

The text used to describe it was no more than a short line.

A death too miserable for words, yet utterly beyond my control.

The endurance this time was no less trying than when I had just been reborn and suddenly discovered that I was a little girl, then spent countless future days eagerly measuring my height against a ruler, only to stare despairingly at the mirror on the day I came of age and find that I had stopped growing at 148 centimeters, leaving me no choice but to become a delicate, sickly little lolita—and then collapse.

Endure it once, endure it again. We Wannabes were simply built that way.

The only outcome I could not endure was that I had been born with the most useless Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root, whose highest purity score was a mere nineteen points.

As the lowest-ranking Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character, my treatment had long been steeped in deep malice.

After fifteen years of cultivation, I had reached adulthood and still remained at the Qi Refining Third Layer.

How could the word "miserable" possibly describe it?

Until, a year ago, I awakened to the entire plot.

Unfortunately, fortune and I had never crossed paths.

That night.

I knelt in the courtyard and grieved for a long time.

A year later.

Just as I was still full of ambition yet trembling with unease, a turning point quietly arrived.

[Ding!]

System binding successful!

By forcibly locking onto any target from a distance, I could randomly copy part of another person's talent. After giving birth to a child, I could also randomly copy another portion of that talent from my offspring.

It could be called the most invincible system of all.

Whoever you were, once Ye Xiaoyao set her sights on you, you could help her have a baby.

This time, I was wide awake. I pulled a thick manual out from beneath my bed.

This was my life creed.

The thick book was already covered in dust.

The places without dust now clearly read—

[Wannabe Handbook.]

I wiped the dust from the spot stuck in the middle.

All the words finally emerged.

[Wannabe Can Also Rule the World Handbook.]

Who could have imagined—

That a lolita who looked timid and pathetic, like she spent every day swallowing insults,

Would have world domination as her ultimate creed in life.

After awakening a super system, I even began fantasizing about whether I might become the future Insect Mother.

The system's next notification made my eyelid twitch, as if it had stopped halfway through a sentence.

Could I only give birth once?

Hahaha.

Let's pretend I never said anything.

The Wannabe Handbook said it like this.

The system's explanation of how to use my ability was also easy enough to understand.

I only needed to stay close to someone for half an hour to randomly copy part of that person's talent, forcibly nurture a talented offspring carrying that person's bloodline, and then randomly copy another talent from the offspring after giving birth.

What difference was there between this and directly copying someone else's talent? It was simply a question of how much could be copied at once.

This ability was terrifyingly powerful, and it even had no limit on the number of uses.

I would lock onto the Male and Female Leads of this world directly. Who could possibly possess talents greater than the protagonists of the world?

So you're the one who'll kill me in the future, huh?

Shearing a little wool—was that really so excessive?

These so-called Male and Female Leads were each worse than the last.

The Female Protagonist had been fairly normal in the early stages, but later she became practically deranged, growing jealous of every female cultivator without exception.

And simply because I had been picked up by the Female Protagonist and shared that connection with her, I became the first Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character the Male Lead slapped to death.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

So you're the Female Protagonist, huh? Hand it over.

As for why I did not look for the Male Lead and instead locked onto the Female Protagonist,

One reason was that the Male Lead had not appeared yet.

The other, most crucial reason was that because of what had happened in my previous life, I felt a physiological aversion to forming connections with men.

Thus, only one first target remained.

Now that I had confirmed my future target, I prepared to become a parasite at once, without the slightest guilt, and milk the Female Protagonist for all she was worth.

Giving birth to whom was still giving birth.

I would have to produce offspring sooner or later anyway.

As the inheritor of the take-what-you-need creed, I kept flexing my muscles and frantically absorbing outside sources of essence.

My goal was to give birth to eight or ten children before the Male Lead appeared, and build myself up bigger and stronger!

Then rule the world!!!

Unfortunately, my plan did not seem to be going very smoothly.

Could someone tell me—

Why had the Female Protagonist's gaze become stranger and stranger whenever she looked at me lately?

Had I not already told her that I was carrying the seed of some wild man outside?

Why was she doing everything she could to stop me from getting close to anyone else?

What did she mean?

I had to collect a variety of talents, didn't I?

Could it be that you intend to stop me from ruling the world?

But before I could even say the word "kill," the Female Protagonist's next move forcibly broke my rhythm.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and the chain in her hand was cold to the touch—a multicolored, top-grade magical artifact at that.

With a sharp click, my slender, fair ankle was locked in place.

"Ye Xiaoyao, now that you're carrying my child, you can't go flirting with anyone else."

Those earth-shattering words left me staring in astonishment, shocking this lolita for an entire year.

What did you just say? Who was flirting with you?

Miss Yandere in front of me, please calm down. Don't forget your innocent white-lotus persona.

"Put down the cleaver, and let's talk this through properly."

You are the only white-lotus Female Protagonist in the entire world, and I'm merely a supporting character! Please get your priorities straight.

This wretched, abandoned look of yours—could it be that someone turned you evil?

It definitely could not have been me.

The Female Protagonist smiled mysteriously. "Baby, if you toy with someone's feelings and then abandon them, you'll get knocked out by the D-word."

Hm...? Why did this person talk with censorship built in?

"But who toyed with whose feelings and abandoned them!?"

"Explain yourself!"

As for—

The culprit who had turned the Female Protagonist evil was indeed rather hard to guess, wasn't it?

---[The story officially begins]---

The ancient Wuya Sect, a prestigious sect renowned throughout the Cultivation World—Heavenly Sword Peak.

As the master of Heavenly Sword Peak and the number-one sword cultivator, Heavenly Sword Venerable had four Direct Disciples.

The Female Protagonist ranked third. She was the nominal Senior Sister of Heavenly Sword Peak, with two senior martial brothers above her.

I ranked fourth, making me the youngest Junior Sister.

As for me, a little weakling with a Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root, who knew how I had even joined the sect?

I remembered that the Female Protagonist had brought me back intending to make me a servant disciple. But Heavenly Sword Venerable acted like a simp for female cultivators, desperate to show off in front of the Female Protagonist, and had pushed through all opposition to make me the youngest disciple.

So I secretly gave Heavenly Sword Venerable a nickname.

Soft-hearted Venerable.

The Male Lead had not even appeared, and things had already turned out like this.

He would definitely become the Female Protagonist's number-one simp in the future. Keeping my distance from her could never be wrong.

A free lecture from the sect elder.

I finally got the chance to seize a spot close to the Female Protagonist.

The Female Protagonist used the corner of her eye to identify the figure beside her, her gaze slightly dazed as she failed to recall who it was.

Only after a sudden flash of inspiration did she realize that this was the little girl she had once brought back to the sect out of a burst of kindness, the Junior Sister who nominally existed but had little presence.

At that moment, the little lolita in her eyes was staring at the blackboard and blinking, her dazed expression no different from someone listening to a heavenly scripture.

It was impressive that she had come to attend a lecture on a higher realm at the Qi Refining Third Layer. She could at least be considered ambitious.

This meeting was what first made the Female Protagonist realize that she had a Junior Sister. Since they were fated to meet, she might as well offer a word or two of guidance.

That was what she told herself inwardly.

[Ding.]

[Random talent copying successful.]

[Offspring extraction successful.]

Late at night.

Deep inside my own cave abode, I was alone, while a strange, "Heh heh heh" laugh echoed without end.

The soft and adorable tone sounded rather eerie.

My current plan was simple as well: before the Male Lead made his first appearance, I would give birth to eight or ten little babies for the time being.

By then, I would presumably have gained a certain degree of self-protection. I would immediately pack up and leave.

I was already brimming with lofty ambitions. I absolutely could not die halfway there.

Once I successfully escaped, I could develop in peace for several years. In the future, I would have anything I wanted.

The figure in the mirror before me fell straight into my eyes.

The little lolita in the mirror wore the exact same expression as me, with a somewhat iconic, scheming smile that created an utterly adorable contrast.

At that moment, the little lolita had her slender waist akimbo.

The black-and-pink hem of her skirt swayed slightly, revealing a long stretch of fair, shapely legs.

I had forcibly laughed myself into looking like a villain.

After all, I was no good person either.

As for the Male and Female Leads, at this stage I would not appear and become a stumbling block on their path of romance.

People like us Wannabes did not dare try anything before we had grown strong enough.

If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf so you won't lose it next time.