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

Although the branch of Zhaoning Sect is not as good as the main branch, it is still quite good. All the cultivation manuals that the main branch has can be found here.

Li Houtu was more approachable than the sect leader, and Chen An liked his sincerity very much.

He arranged a peach wood room that floated in mid-air for Chen An, while the others were placed in another location.

This arrangement seemed to have ulterior motives. After reading his mind, it became clear that he simply thought Chen An was not someone to be trifled with, and if he was not treated well, he would definitely complain to his master.

Elder Mingsan is a difficult fellow; he can't handle him. Back when they were together, Mingsan had taken advantage of him quite a bit.

The peachwood room is not far from the martial arts arena. During the day, you can always hear the sounds of fighting, and there are many outer sect cultivators who come to seek guidance. At night, it becomes quiet, and the place away from the crowd is very suitable for cultivation.

As usual, Chen An took out the Xuan Yue Diagram.

The crimson moon was still dazzling, but this time, it didn't feel the same as before.

I stared at it and pondered for a full hour before a slight soreness and swelling came to my mind.

[This isn't very useful to you anymore. I suggest using the reward "Deficiency of Yang and Stasis Diagram" for achieving the Great Completion of the Meridian Opening Realm.]

The rewards for training mental strength from the drawings increase in effectiveness with each subsequent drawing. After Chen An's mental strength broke through, the previous drawings became less effective.

No wonder the system always stopped her when she wanted to see the new items.

The Eclipse Diagram is a picture of a solar eclipse. The golden rays are like needles, constantly piercing Chen An's spiritual power, tormenting her to the point of wishing she were dead.

The more tormented you are during cultivation, the faster you will improve.

Late at night, Chen An woke up for the eighth time. Fu Gui and Tank were fast asleep by the bedside. The quiet night sky seemed to have a magical power; she hadn't felt relaxed in a long time.

Lying flat on the bed, every breath I take is filled with fragrance.

The smell? A rotten odor hidden within the fragrance of peach blossoms.

I stood up, holding my breath. A wave of dizziness washed over me, and my body swayed uncontrollably as I fell backward.

Before she fainted, she lunged forward with all her might, knocking over the vase on the bedside table.

The vase fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces of varying sizes, but no one came. In the stillness, Chen An was taken to Lonely Mountain by the infiltrators in black.

Three days later, as the effects of the medicine wore off, an old woman, her body hunched over, walked into the darkness.

She took out a storage ring; the dark gold ring had no patterns, but it had a notch.

She turned around, slowly sat down, and lifted Chen An's head to rest on her lap. After a long while, she began to gently stroke Chen An's hair with her palm.

A chill seeped into Chen An's meridians. Upon waking, she immediately maintained the breathing rhythm she had when she fainted and squinted to observe her surroundings.

The old man's fingers slid down his cheek to his throat.

Knowing that the other party had discovered him, Chen An opened his eyes to try to see the person's face clearly, and the fingers on his throat instantly grew into sharp nails.

The aura was all too familiar. She tried her best to control her emotions and used her mind-reading ability to probe the other party's thoughts. An old woman who had lost her granddaughter had a craving for babies, and she wanted to avenge her granddaughter who had been burned alive as an omen of misfortune.

Her hoarse voice was unsettling, and she forced a laugh as she spoke: "What, you recognize me?"

Chen An replied softly, "Mm."

The old woman stood up, half-squatting as she handed over the ring: "Open it and let me see." At the same time, her face was exposed to the light, revealing a string of runes etched on her wrinkled face—it was indeed Yuanlu.

Chen An looked at the ring, the one given to him by the system, which was only controlled by his will.

"This is an heirloom from my family; only members of our family can extract the contents."

Yuanlu used one hand to grab Chen An by the neck and lifted her up, angrily cursing, "Dare to fool me?"

Chen An endured the feeling of suffocation, and even though his veins were bulging, his gaze remained calm. Even when he fainted, he did not show her his embarrassing side.

When he woke up again, the restraints on his body had been removed. He sat up on a stone slab, circulated his true energy, and realized that his cultivation had been sealed.

Yuanlu appeared from behind, stepped aside around the stone slab, and sat down next to Chen An: "I like your indomitable spirit. Be my servant, and I'll spare your life."

Chen An picked up a piece of wood and started poking at the flames. After a long while, he said, "You seem like a person."

As if sensing something, Yuanlu snapped her fingers, and the flames in front of her instantly went out.

"I can't be your servant. Kill me if you want." Chen An threw the fire poker into the fire and turned to stare into Yuan Lu's eyes.

Yuanlu leaned closer, sneered, and stood up: "Fine, I'll grant your wish, but before I kill you, I'd like to ask who I resemble?"

"I was just kidding. How could someone as vicious as you be like her?" Chen An leaned on the stone slab with both hands and shifted into a more comfortable sitting position.

"Fine, then go die." Yuanlu chanted a spell as she walked towards Chen An, but she didn't intend to kill him; a cunning prey was what truly piqued her interest.

The incantation of a dozen words was recited in an instant, and Chen An's body was shrouded in a layer of water mist. Yuan Lu gave Chen An a final look with an evil smile before disappearing into the cave.

The water vapor kept heating up, and if it weren't for the small well protecting him, Chen An would have been cooked long ago.

When Yuanlu returned, Chen'an's face was flushed in several places, and she was lying on the ground, barely alive. This was something she had deliberately requested; she wanted it to be real, otherwise that old fox Yuanlu would never have let her go.

"As expected, there was a backup plan." She kicked Chen An, who murmured and moved his arm, but did not react otherwise.

She added three more points of force to her second kick, and Chen An felt as if his lungs and internal organs had shifted. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest with one hand, and began groping on the ground with the other.

Yuanlu raised her hand and grabbed Chen'an's neck, pulling her to eye level with her. Their eyes met, and Chen'an tearfully cried out, "Grandma."

Chen An clearly heard Yuan Lu's inner thoughts: "If Chao'er were alive, she would be this big by now."

The withered, strong hand loosened its grip, and Chen An fell to the ground. Yuan Lu's heart began to pound, and she fled as if she had lost her soul.

Yuanlu is leaving this time and won't be back for a while. Chen An surveyed the surroundings and found that the cave, which was only about 20 square meters in size, had only one exit that was a dozen centimeters in diameter.

Chen An wondered to himself how that old fellow could come and go so freely, and then sent Xiao Jing to scout the entrance of the small cave.

Half an incense stick later, Xiao Jing hopped back and entered Chen An's mind without saying a word.

It was a miscalculation that Yuanlu returned so quickly.

She walked unsteadily to Chen An's side: "Where is your grandmother now?"

Chen An took two steps back, tears welling up in her eyes, and said in a coquettish tone, "He's dead."

Yuanlu scrutinized Chen An with sharp eyes until tears fell from Chen An's eyes. Only then did she look away and say, "You're lying to me. I've killed everyone who knew I had a granddaughter. I won't ask how you found out. If you're willing to call me 'Grandma,' I'll spare your life."

Chen An didn't expect her to believe that as long as she was alive, there would be a way.