Transmigrating into a book and receiving a system, cannon fodder rises to power by stepping on schem

After stretching his arms after returning from getting wine, Ming San saw two apprentices, one tall and one short, in the distance.

Unaware of the situation, Gu Minglang pointed to his fellow disciples fighting to the death in the martial arts arena below and enthusiastically recounted the gossip of the place.

Xue Shumo glanced at her unreliable senior brother, then thought about her unreliable master, and was quite satisfied.

On a whim, Elder Mingsan decided to help his two dawdling disciples. He swooped down, grabbed them by the back of the neck, and brought them back.

Thirty meters above the ground, Ming San let go of his grip.

Gu Minglang has been a disciple for fifteen years and has now reached the Great Perfection of Core Formation. Xue Shumo is only eleven years old and has already reached the Minor Perfection of Meridian Opening. These heights are just superficial injuries to the two of them and will not cause any harm.

But being thrown down like a chick was something Xue Shumo absolutely could not accept. She was a young lady with top-notch talent; how could she be bullied by a drunken old man?

"Old man, you wait here." As she spoke, Xue Shumo began looking around for a weapon, and stopped when her gaze fell on Chen An.

With her hands on her hips and head held high, she said, "Little cripple, you're not bad."

Before Chen An could reply, a face appeared in front of him, and to everyone's surprise, Xue Shumo tackled Chen An.

She wrapped her arms around Chen An's neck, and Chen An's head hit the bamboo ladder.

Xue Shumo stood up and saw the blood flowing from Chen An's head. She hurriedly helped Chen An up, her eyes filled with tears.

When she meets someone she likes, she rushes over and hugs them. So far, Chen An is the first one to fall to the ground.

Elder Mingsan sighed, stepped forward, and fed Chen An a yellow pill.

The pill dissolved in his mouth, and the wound on the back of his head healed rapidly. Chen An felt uncomfortable from the rapid scab formation and slowly opened his eyes.

In the corner, Xue Shumo slowly got up and walked over, looking at Chen An with eyes full of guilt, and said, "If you become the sixth senior sister, I won't compete with you. Consider it an apology to you, okay?"

Chen An felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but looking at Xue Shumo's serious face, he smiled and replied, "Okay, Junior Sister."

Seeing that Chen An was alright, Ming San smacked his lips and went back to his room.

Xuan Qingyuan smiled bitterly. His junior sister Chen An was quite steady, and it wouldn't be a problem for him to teach her, but his junior sister was really a bit difficult to deal with.

Xue Shumo lived next to Chen An, while Xuan Qingyuan lived downstairs and was Gu Minglang's neighbor.

Back in his room, before Chen An could even sit down properly, the system made a sound.

[Task 1 complete, host makes a choice]

"Talent +1, the opponent kneels and apologizes once."

[Submit Task 2?]

"Submit, talent increased by 0.03"

Chen An calculated his strength: Talent: 16.03, Health: 79.71, Martial Power: 42, Opponent Kneeled and Apologized: 1 time.

Faced with such data, Chen An felt helpless but could only accept it. In the end, if he wanted to have ability, he still had to rely on improving his cultivation.

Chen An fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

In the next room, Xue Shumo lay on the bed with her eyes open, thinking about the incident of hitting and injuring Chen An. From childhood to adulthood, she had never seen such a fragile person. He fell down with just a slight tumble.

Suddenly, she remembered something, jumped out of bed, and ran towards Chen An's room.

The sound of the door being pushed open startled Chen An. She looked at Xue Shumo, who was glaring at her with a puzzled expression, and frowned as she asked, "What's wrong?"

Xue Shumo narrowed her eyes and said unhappily, "You're not a cripple at all."

"Is that all? If that's the case, you should go back to sleep. I'm so tired." Chen An turned around, pulled the blanket over his head, closed his eyes, and refused to talk to her.

Feeling ignored, Xue Shumo shouted angrily and walked out, turning back every three steps, not forgetting to close the door.

Day two.

The moonlight was still hazy in the early morning. Xuan Qingyuan sat cross-legged beside a boulder on the mountainside, with ripples gathering above his head. His cultivation level seemed to be loosening.

After several attempts, the surrounding atmosphere became restless, and the spiritual energy within Xuan Qingyuan's body began to flow in reverse. He formed hand seals, trying to stabilize the surging power, but the more he tried, the more the power went against his will.

Mingsan, who was enjoying his drink, realized something was wrong and used his cane to fly down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, a handsome young man lay on his side on the ground, his eyes closed, a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and the surrounding spiritual energy constantly surging into his body, pulling at his disordered breath.

Ming San brought Xuan Qingyuan back, fed him medicine, and helped him lie down on the bed. Seeing that he was fine, he returned to his own room.

Xuan Qingyuan listened to his master's footsteps as he left, then opened his eyes and looked out the window.

"Hey, hey, wake up, Sixth Junior Sister and Little Junior Sister. Today is the first day. Come and try the food I made. Everyone who has eaten it says it's good. Give me a word, hurry up!"

After being woken up by Gu Minglang, Chen An and Xue Shumo obediently got out of bed and sat at the dining table, looking at the food in front of them but unable to bring themselves to eat it.

Gu Minglang pleaded, "Eat it, just try it, just one bite." His gaze shifted from Chen An to Xue Shumo, and then back to Chen An.

Xue Shumo scoffed, "So the Zhaoning Sect is so poor that they can only survive on charcoal."

Immediately afterwards, she took out a bowl of porridge from her storage bag, gave half to Chen An, glanced at Gu Minglang, and then cheerfully picked up her chopsticks to put a few pieces of the dishes he had made on Gu Minglang's plate. "Eat up."

Gu Minglang chuckled dismissively, picked up the bowl in front of him, stuffed the food Xue Shumo had picked up into his mouth, swallowed it with a flushed face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Delicious."

Xue Shumo grinned mischievously and placed a few more of the darkest pieces into Gu Minglang's bowl, indicating that he should eat more if he liked it.

"Well, Master and Second Senior Brother's cultivation levels are so high that they don't need to eat anymore. It's just the three of us lately, so you can eat slowly and cultivate diligently after you finish. This is something Second Senior Brother asked me to give you." Before leaving, Gu Minglang handed a copy of the "Purifying Heart Mantra" to Chen An.

Chen An took it, touched the three big characters on it, and put it in his pocket.

Xue Shumo patted Chen An on the back and said earnestly, "You don't need to be afraid of their little tricks and schemes anymore. I've seen plenty of them when I was at home."

Chen An heard that Xue Shumo's tone didn't sound like a joke, and thinking about what she had just done, he coughed twice and said, "Fifth Senior Brother is just not good at cooking, he didn't mean to make things difficult for us."

"Oh dear, this is what I need to say to you. Wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue. You'd better be careful, lest you get sold out one day and still be counting the money for them, and then come back saying that I, Xue Shumo, am disloyal." Xue Shumo pouted and ran disdainfully toward her room, while also marveling at how Chen An had managed to live to be so old.

Chen An felt a pang of sympathy. She had thought that Xue Shumo, who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, was just a spoiled young lady with a bad temper, but she hadn't expected that she would be so distrustful of others at such a young age.