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

Yuanlu was indeed a cunning old fox; even though she intended to spare Chen'an's life, she wouldn't give her a chance to escape.

That secret passage, which was only a few centimeters long, had been sealed by magic except when she was inside the cave.

No matter how much Chen An tried to please her, as soon as Yuan Lu sensed something was wrong, she would immediately turn around and leave, not giving Chen An any chance to take advantage of her.

In the dark cave, after chatting with Chen An for a few days, the system stopped talking to her. When she was bored, she could only talk to herself in front of the well.

Every time Yuanlu came, Chen'an would draw a line on the ground with a wooden stick.

The entrance opened, and the ninety-ninth inscription was carved into the ground.

"Grandma, you're here?" Chen An obediently stepped forward and took the things from Yuan Lu's hands.

Yuanlu stood there, reached out and touched Chen An's hair, her eyes full of tenderness, and felt a chill when she saw Chen An.

"Change into these and come out with me."

Chen Anqiang suppressed his excitement and turned to change his clothes.

After she finished getting ready, Yuanlu had her grab the hem of her clothes. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and when she opened her eyes again, she was outside.

The sun overhead was so bright that Chen An couldn't open her eyes. She shielded her eyes with her hand and it took her a while to adjust before she removed her hand.

The solitary mountain is surrounded by vast swamps, and the stench of decay permeates the area, leaving no sign of life for miles around.

Yuanlu whistled as she looked into the distance, and a dozen or so wisps of demonic energy appeared, transforming into demonic cultivators kneeling on the ground, looking down at the ground.

A demonic cultivator at the Lesser Completion of the Two Elements Realm clasped his hands and said, "Everything has been prepared."

Yuanlu nodded and looked at Chen An, "I can't keep you locked up forever. If you want freedom, then do things for me."

Chen An nodded calmly: "What is it?"

Yuanlu touched the ring and took out a mirror from her storage bag.

Under her manipulation, a man's face appeared in the mirror. The man frowned slightly, his brows seemingly filled with a thousand sorrows and resentments. An indescribable sense of oppression made people want to avoid him.

If you calm yourself down and look closely, you'll see that the person's features are truly exquisite, like a work of art carved from the finest jade.

Chen An didn't know who this person was, but with such beauty, she must be an important character in the original book.

"You want to kill him?"

Yuanlu looked up, a hint of a smile in her eyes: "No, how could I bear to let you kill someone? I want you to marry her."

The words "marry him" were so shocking that Chen An felt like he had been struck by lightning.

The woman in the mirror is indeed beautiful, but she's clearly a demonic cultivator. Marrying her to a monster who eats human flesh and drinks human blood is worse than stabbing her to death.

"What, you don't want to?"

Chen An immediately composed himself, smiling and nodding, "I'll do as Grandma says."

Yuanlu nodded in satisfaction, returned Chen An's ring to her, and released the seal on her body. "If you can survive from him, I will let you go."

A red sedan chair appeared out of thin air, and Chen An was stuffed inside by Yuan Lu.

Three hours later, the sealed sedan chair was opened from the outside, and the face that appeared in the mirror appeared less than a meter away from Chen An.

Chen An raised his hand, politely greeting him while quickly reading his mind.

The person in front of her was not as powerful as Yuanlu in the Demon Realm and had been oppressed by her for a full hundred years. Her strongest desire now was to kill that old man, Yuanlu.

Before leaving, Yuanlu said those words, clearly knowing that this person was dissatisfied with her. On the surface, she was sending Chen An away, but in reality, she was not giving him a way out at all.

But Chen An still decided to give it a try.

"I am Chen An. I know you want to kill me, but don't kill me first. How about we kill Yuan Lu together?" In less than five seconds, Chen An clearly and unambiguously finished speaking.

The man in front of him raised an eyebrow slightly: "Honglang."

With this name and this appearance, the person opposite him is definitely the future leader of the Demonic Cultivation Alliance.

Chen An swallowed hard, trying to remain calm, and continued, "I can cure Yuanlu's poison."

After Honglang made a hand seal, a woman in red brought in a frail young boy. The boy trembled and fell to Chen An's feet, kowtowing repeatedly and muttering, "Save me, please save me."

Chen An didn't help the boy up. He glanced at Hong Lang and waited for his next move.

Honglang also glanced at the woman in red, who immediately took out a packet of brown powder and forced the boy's head to swallow it.

The boy, already tormented to the point of wishing he were dead, began to turn black. After kicking the boy down at Chen An's feet, the woman in red silently stood behind Hong Lang.

Chen An took out a pill given to him by the system and reluctantly fed it to Chen An.

Her heartache wasn't for the boy in front of her, but for the precious elixir, since the boy also possessed traces of demonic energy.

The boy's breathing gradually stabilized, and before an incense stick could burn, he miraculously recovered, and even his original wounds disappeared.

Chen An said, "When do we set off? I don't want Yuanlu's things. I just want to find my things and make sure Yuanlu is dead."

Honglang's gaze softened. After gesturing for the woman and the boy to leave, he reached out and said, "The ring."

"That demonic cultivator is a piece of trash," Chen An cursed him a hundred times in his heart before handing it over.

After Honglang received the ring, he immediately tried to open it, but failed three times before returning it: "Come with me in three days."

Chen An took the ring and said, "Okay, you can arrange any room for me for these three days. I won't run away."

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After a dozen seconds of silence between them, Honglang asked in a deep voice, "Don't you righteous path couples live together?"

One sentence almost choked Chen An to death. How could he forget this? How presumptuous of him to assume his own identity!

Chen An began to explain seriously: "I was sent by Yuanlu. You hate Yuanlu, so naturally you hate me too. After we deal with her, we'll go our separate ways, okay? Let's pretend this matter of being Daoist partners never happened."

A thunderclap boomed, and Chen An took a few steps back, watching Hong Lang warily.

Honglang was speechless. "I didn't do it."

Silence fell again, and the two stared at each other awkwardly for more than ten seconds.

Honglang broke the ice first: "Since you look down on me, I won't force you. But you should also know that if this relationship is gone, how long can you live after Yuanlu dies?"

"No need to say anything more. You are excellent and deserve better. I will work hard to cultivate these three days and try to defeat you when I kill Yuanlu." Chen An patted his chest and made a solemn promise before going to Hong Lang'an's house.

The demonic cultivators' territory is fine everywhere, except for the stench of rotting flesh, which is disgusting.

Once the guards outside had left, Chen'an released Xiaojing to fetch reinforcements.

Chen An was very guilty. How could a ball of fire find help? Putting aside whether it had eyes or not, what if Xiao Jing recognized the other side, but the other side didn't know Xiao Jing?

But there's no use thinking about these things now. It's better to focus on cultivation as soon as possible and figure out how to get back the ten dragon bones from the bag after defeating Yuanlu.