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?

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Chapter 442 Three Sword Intents

Shang Yanting slowly approached the direction Jia Xitong pointed out, and the shape of the trees became more and more complete.

The black texture resembles the shape of a hooked tree, and also has the light emitted by the daytime.

The tree has a huge, dense canopy, with many roots hanging vertically from the branches.

Everything matches up.

"Wow, it really is a Migu Tree."

The raccoon nestled in Shang Yanting's arms, looking at the big tree in front of it with a proud expression that said, "Just as I thought" and "As expected of me."

Wanzhi: ...

At this moment, Wan Zhi is diligently and earnestly trying to minimize his presence.

However, Wan Zhi didn't want to be noticed, but she was still called out to.

Jia Xitong looked at him, "Is the Misty Valley Tree something you can pluck a branch from and use to guide you?"

"I'm asking you."

When Shang Yanting saw that he didn't answer, the hand holding the jar trembled violently several times.

Yes, yes, yes.

Wan Zhi quickly replied, "Hold the Migu Branch in your palm, then think of the place you want to go, and the Migu Branch will transform into a beam of light, taking you there."

Shang Yanting plucked a branch of the Migu tree as he had instructed.

After doing so, the Migu Branch indeed transformed into a slender white light. The light stretched outwards, disappearing into the dense forest, with no end in sight.

Follow the light.

After passing through the jungle, the terrain gradually opens up.

There is a clear stream in the mountains and forests, and white monkeys are drinking water by the stream.

"These white apes are called Xingxing, and they are docile and harmless to humans and animals."

Wan Zhi then explained, "This water is called Lishui. It originates from Zhaoyao Mountain, flows westward, and finally empties into the sea."

"We think we've arrived."

Shang Yanting looked towards the end of the light, which was right here.

The spiritual energy here is extremely abundant.

Gathering the vast and boundless energy of heaven and earth, it nurtures the spirit of all things, giving birth to all kinds of rare and exotic plants.

Looking around, apart from the pure white Xingxing, the thatched huts amidst the weeds are even more attractive.

According to legend, the five gods attained enlightenment at the same time. They were once as close as brothers and cultivated together in the Queshan mountain range.

This must be the place they're referring to.

Wan Zhi chattered excitedly from the side, even more so than Shang Yanting and Jia Xitong, "Brave young martial arts cultivator, hurry in and let me see where the Five Gods once lived, to fill in the gaps in my knowledge!"

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A house will begin to fall into disrepair once no one lives there.

The two low-ceilinged rooms are covered with various plants. Small flowers with white petals and red stamens bloom on the roof.

inside the house

The surrounding area was damaged, the windows had long since weathered away, and thick layers of mud had been piled up everywhere inside the house.

In a place of ruin.

Seeing the large stone bed and the tables and chairs that were so rotten they were almost unrecognizable, it seemed as if one could see the five great beings who were not yet gods of magic through these things.

"Hey! Shang Yanting, come and take a look here."

Jia Xitong ran outside by herself. There was a cliff with a 90-degree vertical slope, as if it had been cut by a knife.

The surface of the cliff is covered with countless sword marks carved by knives and swords.

It has depth.

There are shallow.

Three of the sword marks were so deep that they looked as if they were about to cut the entire mountain off.

Jia Xitong and Shang Yanting were looking at the knife marks, while Wan Zhi was looking at the stone. "This is a Vigorous Stone!"

Vigorous Stone?

Jia Xitong and Shang Yanting were drawn by his startled voice, "What's wrong with this stone?"

"This stone is a vigorous stone, the hardest stone in the world."

It cannot be melted by fire, nor can it be damaged by a knife.

A stubborn rock between heaven and earth.

Before this, no one had ever cut the Jue Shuo stone into such a shape.

Wan Zhi explained excitedly.

Then she quickly comforted herself, "That's right, they're not human, they're gods."

Is it really that amazing?

Jia Xitong took out her Hun Tian Bracelet and struck the stone with all her might.

There was a clang.

Sparks flew as the bracelet cracked between itself and the stone, but afterwards, no trace was left on the stone.

Shang Yanting also gave it a try.

He drew his longsword and cleaved it at the rock.

The first attempt yielded the same result as Jia Xitong's: nothing was left on the stone.

The second time, he took out two swords, put all his strength into them, and swung them forward with the momentum of leveling the entire mountain.

Then……

No trace was left.

"Shang Yanting, it turns out we're pretty much the same."

Seeing that he hadn't even scratched the boulder a second time, Jia Xitong suddenly realized that there seemed to be no difference in strength between herself and Shang Yanting.

But... is there really no difference?

Even Wan Zhi could see the stark difference in their auras.

If this sword strike were placed on an ordinary mountain peak, it would truly have the power to level the mountaintop.

"We two can't even scratch the surface of this stone. How powerful must the expert be to leave so many marks on these stones!"

The deepest sword marks were almost splitting the cliff in two.

When Jia Xitong looked at it again, she was even more shocked than the first time.

The same applies to Shang Yanting.

I never expected that he was already at the Martial Emperor realm, so far inferior to a true god-level figure.

He sheathed his longsword and used his spiritual power to leap across rooftops and walls.

In a place where flying was prohibited, Shang Yanting painstakingly climbed the smooth cliff face. As his fingertips touched the sword marks left on the wall, he seemed to be able to feel the angle and posture of the swordsman who had struck the sword.

He could even feel the sword intent in the deepest sword wound!

Moreover, this sword intent—

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