Cannon Fodder Supporting Female Just Wants to Slack Off and Pet Cats

On her first day transmigrating into the novel, Qu Qi became the gravekeeper of a cultivation sect. As the original vengeful female antagonist, she had schemed against the sweet, naive protagonist in every way possible, earning a notorious reputation. Her final fate was a gruesome death at the hands of the villain, Sheng Xizhu—devoured whole. Upon transmigrating, Qu Qi pushed the protagonist off a cliff and was caught by furious senior brothers. Forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, everyone demanded an explanation. But Qu Qi, ever the slacker, declared with righteous fervor: "I was wrong! Lock me up—don’t let scum like me plague the world!" Everyone, including the protagonist: ??? Thus, she was exiled to guard the graves at the sect’s remote back mountain. Though eerie, the graveyard was peaceful, and Qu Qi relished her idle life—sleeping by day, roasting chicken by night. Then one day, a delicate black kitten "tripped" onto her bed. The kitten was adorable, mewing in a cool yet sweet voice, and its human form was an ethereal beauty with snow-white skin, jet-black hair, and golden eyes. Qu Qi rejoiced: "A little kitty like you was born to be devoured by big sister!" From then on, her slacker life soared—snuggling by day, petting by night, endlessly pampering her feline companion. But as days passed, disciples around them began mysteriously dying. Qu Qi and the cat were forced to flee. Cornered by immortals and sect leaders, with death looming, the kitten suddenly transformed. Dark clouds blotted the sun as gales roared. A cold, stunning woman stepped forward, slaughtering the mob in a bloody massacre. Qu Qi sat trembling atop a mountain of corpses. The kitten she’d picked up was none other than Sheng Xizhu—the bloodthirsty, world-destroying villain of legend! Remembering her original death at the villain’s hands, Qu Qi packed up and fled overnight. —— A wealthy newcomer, Qu Qi, arrived in a small town. Known for her love of fine food, opera, and spoiling beauties, she lounged lazily in a VIP booth at the theater. Mid-performance, the singing halted abruptly as blood splattered across the stage. A raven-haired woman stood at the entrance, pale and menacing, eyes locked on her. Qu Qi’s back chilled: "Stay away! (￣﹏￣；)" The woman’s fingers traced her neck, a mad, possessive gleam in her gaze. "...Dare to leave me again, and I’ll devour you." The next morning, Qu Qi lay sprawled on the bed like a broken doll, roaring in outrage: *Not that kind of devouring?! Could’ve mentioned that earlier!* —— Sheng Xizhu was once a prodigy, revered for her celestial grace and innate sword bone—until envious masters and seniors stole her spirit root, stripped her bones, shattered her cultivation, and sealed her in darkness. Years of torment left her consumed by hatred, craving vengeance against the world. Then a girl lifted her into gentle arms, murmuring, "They’re all bad. Only I’ll treat you right." So she hid her monstrous nature, playing the docile kitten—all to hoard that rare warmth. "You alone love me in this world." "And only for you shall I be gentle."