After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Forced to Become a Fake System

I transmigrated into a martial artist world with a system cheat, only to have my fate grabbed by the male lead right at the start?

【Beep——Yellow Alert. Host is in a critical state, 70% ...

Chapter 43 Your fellow disciples will support you (revised)

Shang Yanting showed no mercy and swiftly threw the goddess away.

Jia Xitong took a deep breath, feeling as if the reader benefits she had just received had vanished.

The host himself ruthlessly destroyed his own destiny. What's wrong with him being gentle? Does his harem affect his speed in drawing his sword?

"Seventh match, Yan Qingsheng of Qing Shuang Peak"

As the referee announced the news, Jia Xitong's heart sank. The disciples of Qing Shuang Peak cheered excitedly, while the goddess's suitors, having regained their senses, glared angrily at the disciples of Qing Shuang Peak.

But so what?

Their Qing Shuang Peak disciples made it into the top ten and even made money.

Hehe~

The senior brothers, seeing Shang Yanting come down, happily surrounded him.

"Senior Brother."

Shang Yanting looked at the little beast he was holding with his usual smile.

The eldest brother immediately understood and returned the fine bucket to him—Junior Brother Yan treasured his magical beast the most.

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How could such vulgar things as splitting winnings in a bet happen among a group of ethereal inner disciples?

Everyone couldn't wait to take Shang Yanting away from the competition venue, eager to find a secluded place to divide the spoils.

Upon learning this, Shang Yanting suddenly smiled and said, "My residence is quite secluded. If you senior brothers don't mind, you are welcome to visit me there."

"Great, it's perfect timing, let's take a look at how our junior brother has been living these days."

The fellow disciples immediately agreed.

Shang Yanting made it into the top ten, and they won money again. Everyone was in a great mood, chatting and laughing all the way, so they didn't feel that Shang Yanting's place was far away.

This good mood came to an abrupt end when I saw the west wing.

The entire row of five side rooms was dilapidated, with the last one having collapsed.

The only wooden door in all the rooms is in the middle, and one of them is broken.

The interior was even worse; it was extremely rudimentary and drafty.

Fifth Senior Brother: "Is this habitable? Junior Brother Yan lives here?!"

Seventh Senior Brother: "A stronger wind could tear it apart!"

Senior Brother: "There are clearly places for disciples to stay in the other three quarters, but the steward actually arranged for us Qing Shuang Peak disciples to stay here. This is simply outrageous!"

Second Brother: "That's right! This isn't even as good as the doghouse at Eleven."

The eleventh junior brother looked at him and said, "Second senior brother, be careful what you say."

No one cared about this little incident; they were all furious that Lianxin Pavilion was taking advantage of Qingshuang Peak's lack of talent.

The eldest brother decided not to divide the money for the time being, slapped his thigh, and said, "Third and fourth junior brothers, you go back and inform the peak master about this matter. The rest of you, come with me to find the manager of Lianxin Pavilion!"

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A group of menacing people wielding weapons rushed out upon seeing this.

"How dare you! What do you want to do?"

The eldest disciple glanced at the thin man, snorted coldly, and completely ignored him, walking straight into the back room. He kicked open the tightly closed door with a bang and shouted sharply,

"Who was the person in charge of assigning the disciples' accommodations that day?"

The head steward frowned slightly as he looked at the large group of disciples. "This is the Heart Refining Pavilion. Which peak are you disciples from? How dare you cause trouble here?"

"Are you blind to the marks on us?"

The second senior brother stepped forward and looked at him, "Why are we causing trouble? You should ask the steward who assigned the accommodations that day."

As he spoke, he sat down on an empty stool in the room. “If you can’t give me a proper explanation, these twenty inner disciples of Qing Shuang Peak will not leave.”

The head steward was somewhat puzzled by their appearance.

A new disciple came to Qing Shuang Peak this year. What's wrong?

He hurriedly asked his subordinate who was in charge of assigning accommodations to the disciples of Qing Shuang Peak, and ordered him to bring the person over. At the same time, he put on a serious expression, "Let's talk things out. Your behavior is causing trouble and is unbecoming. Believe me, I will invite your peak master here."

"You don't need to invite us. Our peak master is probably already on his way."

The second senior brother, standing at the front, displayed an arrogant and fearless demeanor, saying, "You can invite all the other three peak masters and the Dean here."

Surprisingly, I wasn't scared at all.

The head steward felt the situation was somewhat tricky.

Soon, the steward who had assigned the rooms that day was summoned, and his face turned pale upon seeing the current situation.

Seeing his expression, the head steward sensed that things were getting worse.

He looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression, "What did you do when you assigned the rooms that day?"

"Sir, I'll just... be assigned a room as usual."

Upon hearing this, a cracking sound came from the room; it was the eleventh junior brother fidgeting with his fingers.

There was also the sound of a rag wiping something; the eldest brother was sharpening a knife.

The other disciples all rolled up their sleeves, looking like they were about to smash up his back room.

The steward frowned immediately, raised his leg and kicked the man, "You bastard, tell me honestly what you did?"

"Sir, I really was just assigning rooms."

The young man was startled by his behavior. "However, the other three rooms were full at the time, and I saw that the west wing was still empty, so I arranged for the new disciple to be in the west wing."

"hehe."

The second senior brother let out a sharp, sarcastic laugh, "Steward, do you believe that?"

The steward, of course, did not believe it.

The man in front of him was a relative who got the job through connections. He was usually somewhat materialistic and snobbish, but he hadn't caused any major problems before.

Who would have thought he would get himself into such a huge mess today?

Abusing his disciple, who is also the only heir of Qing Shuang Peak!

Isn't this a blatant slap in the face to the Peak Master of Qing Shuang Peak?

The masters of the four peaks.

Even if there is only one person on his peak, he is still the peak master.

He is second only to one person and above ten thousand others, standing on equal footing with the other three peaks.

How dare a manager do such a thing! If this gets out of hand, not only will the manager and himself be replaced, but the entire Lianxin Pavilion will need to be replaced.

Fortunately, the situation is not beyond repair.

The head steward kicked the middle-aged man next to him hard, smashed the inkstone on the table onto his forehead, and scolded, "I trusted you so much and entrusted you with such an important matter. If the disciples of Qing Shuang Peak don't find us, how long do you plan to keep this from me?"

He kicked the man a few more times to vent his anger, and then shifted all the blame onto the middle-aged man, fearing for his own safety.

"Guards, take him away and punish him severely! From now on, my administration department will not have such a manager!"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed astonishment and fear. He was about to beg for mercy when he was kicked again. The steward ordered his men to cover his mouth and drag him out.

The steward then looked at the remaining people in the room, a fawning expression on his face, "I'm so sorry, fellow martial artists, it was my fault for choosing the wrong person. I'll have someone arrange the best room in the east wing for that brother right away!"

"Hmph, my junior brother lived in that wretched place for so long because of you. If we hadn't found out, how much more suffering would he have had to endure?"

The second senior brother sneered, "You think you can just fob us off with a room? Too late!"

The head steward wiped his forehead. "So, what do you want?"

The second senior brother raised his chin, "Changing the location is a must! Besides that..."