Neither Protagonist Nor Antagonist: I've Become a Background Prop?
Chapter 36

So I was just a scapegoat background board!

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"Sigh!"

Ji Ruxue sighed and said helplessly, "The Left and Right Wei Guards changed commanders before the battle at the same time. The Left Wei Guard's situation makes sense. When the Wei State Duke Mansion regained control, they could easily have installed a commander of their own. No one would have paid it any mind."

"But there's no special circumstance like that with the Right Wei Guard. Even if the Duke of Wei is young and knows nothing about commanding troops, someone else in the Wei State Duke Mansion would surely have reminded him."

"The only explanation is that the replacement commander is stronger and can keep fifty thousand elite soldiers in line."

"Given the Left Wei Guard's situation, I'd guess the Right Wei Guard's commander is also a Void Refinement Realm cultivator."

"Tell me, could three Void Refinement Realm cultivators who haven't seen battle in years really defeat the Imperial City Imperial Guard, which has two Void Refinement Realm cultivators?"

"Rather than let those two be slaughtered for no reason, it's better to arrange for them to withdraw from this conflict from the outset."

Seeing the troubled look on Ji Ruxue's face, Hong Yu accepted her orders and headed outside again.

When night fell, the greedy Meng Zhirou still wanted to come to Mo Yunxuan's place for some milk.

But Meng Qianxue, who had seen it coming, blocked her at the door and dragged her back to her room.

Watching their departing figures through the window, Mo Yunxuan sighed inwardly. What a pity.

But he didn't suggest that the three of them do anything together. He had more important things to take care of right now.

After learning his lesson, whenever he got something that could strengthen him, he used it immediately.

Mo Yunxuan sat on the bed and began reading about the system's new module.

The new module had three abilities. One inherited the troop-training function. Perhaps because it had only absorbed Zhao Yun as a sub-plugin, it could currently train only the White Horse Volunteers.

Its results were no different from Zhao Yun training them himself, except that it took twice as long. Completing the training required two years.

This function was quite useful. At present, even the lowest-ranking soldiers in the Imperial City Imperial Guard were Golden Core Stage cultivators. They were the elite of the elite.

But he knew his own household's affairs best: these soldiers had already reached the limits of their potential.

Although the Wei State Duke Mansion had always been gathering promising young talents to train, at most they could meet the demand for new officers and Imperial Guards.

Gathering two hundred thousand Nascent Soul recruits was simply too difficult. The Wei State Duke Mansion's sphere of influence could never provide that many.

Although each training cycle took two years, it could train up to one hundred thousand people at a time.

In just four years, the entire Imperial City Imperial Guard could reach the Nascent Soul Realm.

By then, even Ji Ruxue, a Body Integration Realm Early Stage cultivator, wouldn't dare face a Military Formation made up of a single guard head-on.

Another ability was the script-capturing function. The new module confirmed Mo Yunxuan's earlier theory:

This world would produce all kinds of Children of Fortune. They might be transmigrators or people reborn into the past. In short, they came in every imaginable form.

When he encountered a Protagonist, the new module could alert him and simulate a script based on that person's fortune.

According to the system's data, nearly ninety percent of a simulated script was reliable. The remaining ten percent was uncertain because of interactions among the many Protagonists.

In other words, having a Simulated Script was almost like knowing a Child of Fortune's life in advance.

When the new module finished merging, it also absorbed Lin Fan's life script.

As a Long Aotian-style Protagonist without a system, Lin Fan had made his way up in the world by sucking the blood of others.

Early on, he had gotten along well with Li Qinghan. When Jun Tianxiao made her so frustrated she could hardly bear it, Lin Fan was always there to listen.

Over time, their relationship grew closer. Lin Fan used the resources he got from Li Qinghan to soar to success, while Jun Tianxiao got the short end of the stick.

But that path had been cut off by Jun Tianxiao, a transmigrator.

That had left Lin Fan no choice but to rely on Lü Qingjian, one of his teachers at the academy.

According to the script, during one of his visits to Meng Zhirou, Mo Yunxuan would stumble upon Lin Fan pestering her.

He would fly into a rage and send people to teach Lin Fan a lesson. But Lü Qingjian, just as shameless as he was now, would bully his junior with superior strength, leaving Mo Yunxuan to flee in disgrace.

Meng Zhirou would quit the academy on the spot. Later, the Noble Group's influence would prompt the Empress to intervene, and Lin Fan would have no choice but to give up pursuing Meng Zhirou.

By the time Lin Fan rose to power, Meng Zhirou would already have married Mo Yunxuan and become his wife. How could a Long Aotian-style Protagonist accept that his woman wasn't a virgin?

So he'd simply give up on her and turn instead to a tangled relationship with Empress Ji Ruxue.

And Mo Yunxuan, the dignified Duke of Wei, would not only nearly lose his fiancée and become the target of Lin Fan's face-slapping, but would also spend the rest of the story cleaning up Lin Fan's messes—a mere background prop there to make the Protagonist look impressive.

Reading that ridiculous setup left Mo Yunxuan speechless.

In the original script, he had two hundred thousand Imperial City Imperial Guards, yet Lin Fan and his master bullied him at first.

Later, he became Lin Fan's full-time cleanup man, without even the slightest thought of getting revenge. It was absurd!

No wonder someone had dared plot to seize his military authority on the second day after he transmigrated. His predecessor really had been made of soft clay!

The third ability let him obtain a Child of Fortune's Golden Finger by killing them. That was a terrifying power.

If he let a few of them grow for a while and then took them out, he wasn't sure he could beat Jun Tianxiao.

But perhaps because this ability wasn't part of the system's original design, some parts weren't compatible, and its effects were greatly diminished.

For example, one Child of Fortune's Golden Finger might be a powerful Sacred Body. After taking it, he'd probably only obtain a fragment of that Sacred Body.

Though he was disappointed, something was better than nothing. Mo Yunxuan silently consoled himself.

Before he could think further, the bedroom door opened, and Meng Qianxue cautiously slipped inside.

Mo Yunxuan closed his eyes and lay still, pretending to be asleep.

"Yunxuan really is something. If he's going to pretend, he could at least make it convincing. He's already a Nascent Soul cultivator. How could he possibly sleep so deeply?"

Meng Qianxue's face reddened as she grumbled inwardly, but she still quietly shut the door and slid the bolt into place.

She slowly walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and slipped inside.

Mo Yunxuan sensed everything with his spiritual awareness and was speechless. Good grief! Those two really were sisters who'd grown up together. Their moves were exactly the same!

But Meng Qianxue had already wrapped her arms around him, so Mo Yunxuan couldn't keep pretending.

He put an arm around her slender waist. Perhaps because she'd spent years in the military camp, Meng Qianxue felt supple and resilient, yet smooth as jade.

Her taut, firm feel was completely different from Meng Zhirou's soft, yielding touch.

Mo Yunxuan's playful streak took over. His hands began wandering over her body, stirring Meng Qianxue's desire.

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