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

Three days later.

The smell of rotting flesh was stronger than usual. In front of Honglang were more than 700 demonic cultivators. Apart from three who were at the Two Elements Realm, the rest were all at the Nascent Soul Realm. They raised their arms and shouted, "Victory is certain!"

The female cultivator he had met that day knocked on Chen An's door. "The boss sent me."

Chen An put away the "Wind Rising Technique" and slowly opened the door.

The female cultivator casually leaned the black iron cage she was carrying against the door frame; inside the cage was a small well that was about to go out.

Upon seeing Chen An, the blue-purple flames trembled a few times.

"What, you know each other?" The female cultivator's eyes were full of provocation. She picked up the cage a little, condensed water droplets in her hand, and dripped them into the well.

With the ebony sword pressed against the female cultivator's neck, Chen An narrowed his eyes and stared intently at her: "What's your name?"

The female cultivator, being at the Nascent Soul stage, was naturally unafraid. With a slight movement of her fingers, a bloody mark immediately appeared on her neck.

"Joseph George".

Chen An took the small well into his mind and imprinted a mark on her brain. As long as Qiao Sheli agreed, she would immediately become a servant.

Qiao Sheli looked Chen An up and down and said, "Are you crazy? Even Hong Lang, a demonic cultivator, doesn't do this."

A sharp sword aura slashed down, but Chen An didn't dodge. Instead, he pulled Qiao Sheli in front of him to block it.

The sword energy showed no mercy, and Qiao Sheli's intestines spilled out from his ripped belly.

"What do you want to do?" Honglang roared, taking Qiao Sheli from Chen An's hands. "If she dies, I'll take your life."

Chen watched Honglang's performance quietly. No wonder he became the leader of the Demon Cultivator Alliance; he was so good at winning people's hearts.

He seemed to be grieving for Qiao Sheli, but what he was really thinking was that he was finally going to get rid of that bastard. The demonic cultivators who had followed him were so moved by their leader's benevolence that they almost cried.

"Hey, Boss Honglang, you're really good to your subordinates, move aside, I can save her." Chen An took out a pill and tried to feed it to Qiao Sheli.

Honglang stood up, which was unusual for him. "Why should I trust you again?"

"Why would I want to harm her or kill her? It'll be over soon." Chen An glanced at his loyal subordinates, as if he had just remembered something: "Wait a minute, you don't want her to die, do you? She was with you and helped build this alliance. Even though her cultivation can't keep up with yours, you wouldn't want to kill her, would you?"

"What are you talking about? How could I bear to let her die?" Honglang seemed to have been caught red-handed. The usually stern man was now unusually unsettled.

Others might not notice, but how could Qiao Sheli, who had grown up with him, not notice? She glanced at Hong Lang.

The past is like smoke and clouds. She clearly remembers how many shady things she did for Honglang, how many life-and-death experiences she went through with him, and how many brothers she saw off together. But the person closest to her wanted her life at every moment. How unfair!

Blood rushed up her throat, and she couldn't tell whether this nausea was because she felt it was unfair to herself or to those who had risked their lives for her.

As she watched, Honglang's face began to contort. When she saw him clearly again, the thin thread that had bound their friendship for nearly a century had snapped.

[Servant +1, Name: Qiao Sheli, Cultivation Level: Nascent Soul (Minor Success), Received Level 5 Reward Pack.]

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[Gain two servants, achievement +1, and receive an achievement gift pack.]

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Qiao Sheli couldn't tell if she was still alive. Her eyes were fixed on Chen An, hoping that she could save her life.

Chen An didn't waste any words. Since Qiao Sheli had become someone who was 100% loyal to her, she had to save her.

Honglang's warning voice rang in his mind, but Chen An only glanced at him before feeding the pill to Qiao Sheli.

"Take her to my room, then we'll set off again." Chen An said this to the two demonic cultivators in the front row, then cleaned up the blood that Qiao Sheli had splattered on him when she was injured.

Honglang smiled and turned his head, gesturing for him to get into the sedan chair. Chen An didn't stand on ceremony, thinking, "Living in this cultivation world is so difficult, enjoy your blessings while you can."

The demonic cultivator's skill in carrying the sedan chair and flying on his sword was indeed not very good. Chen An felt nauseous from the turbulence. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she collected the gift pack.

[Level 5 Reward Pack: 50 pills, 50 array stones, one top-grade Xuan Iron sword, 1000 square meter storage ring +1, Golden Silk Robe +2, Mind Reading Technique +30 times.]

Special Bonus: Servant's martial arts skills increase the host's martial prowess by 1000 and speed by 200.

[Achievement Gift Pack: 20 Elixirs, 20 Array Stones, 1 Top-Grade Mystic Iron Sword]

The sedan curtain was lifted, and Honglang walked in. He grabbed Chen'an by the neck and forced her to the corner. "If you dare to play these tricks again, I'll kill you right now."

Chen An pried his fingers open, gasping for breath, and only spoke after his breathing had become smooth: "I'm not stupid. Yuan Lu sent me here just to have a reason to kill you after something happens to me. You would definitely die without my help. If I were useless, would I still be alive now?"

Honglang clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, and walked out.

Chen An looked at the still swaying sedan curtain and shouted loudly, "He even wants to kill the person who has helped him for hundreds of years. He's a real scoundrel."

"If you want to use one tiger to devour another, you'd better take care of yourself first."

Honglang's voice still echoed in his mind. Chen An nodded. Honglang's words made a lot of sense. Once Yuanlu died, how to escape would indeed be a big problem.

Within half a day, Chen An was pulled out of the sedan chair. Her mission was to rescue the poisoned demonic cultivators in the rear, and she was supervised by Chang Hualuo, who was at the Lesser Completion of the Two Elements Realm.

She had just hidden Chen An when she received an invitation from Chen An's servant. After glancing at Chen An, she said coldly, "Don't court death."

Chen An returned her a bright smile: "Okay."

At this moment, Hong Lang led several hundred demonic cultivators along a side path toward Yuan Lu. Chen An glanced at Chang Hua Luo, activated his mind-reading technique, and felt like vomiting.

She was Honglang's crazy, brainless fan. Even though she saw through Honglang's intention to kill Qiao Sheli, she still believed that this was what a superior should do, and that the weak should be abandoned.

"It's hopeless, hopeless." Chen An shook his head and withdrew his application, afraid that Chang Hualuo would agree in a moment of impulsiveness.

Within an hour, large numbers of demonic cultivators were brought down. She painfully took out pills from her storage bag. Although she was not bad herself, it was a pity to let the demonic cultivators eat the good things given by the system for nothing.

One pill is broken into four pieces, one-quarter for each person.

Chen An used his mental power to investigate the battle situation ahead. With Chen An's pills, Hong Lang's side was about to gain a crushing advantage.

Even if Honglang wins, he can't win too easily; it would be best if both of them fell together.

Chen An administered the medicine at a slower and slower pace, and in smaller and smaller doses, until he broke the pill into twenty pieces, at which point Chang Hualuo could no longer bear to watch.

"You are useful now, but that doesn't mean I can't kill you." She snatched three or four small pills from Chen An's hand and fed them to the cultivator with the highest cultivation level.

Chen An naturally wouldn't be manipulated by her, so he crossed his arms and closed his eyes.