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 506 What a huge fly!

That's right, Jia Xitong only invited four people.

However, calling out "Eleventh Senior Brother" and "Nineteenth Senior Brother" is equivalent to calling out all the senior brothers.

Secondly, Hu Changxiu studied formations and made many friends in the field. When Jia Xitong called him, he was talking with these friends, and so they all came together.

Li Tuo was formerly the divine physician of the Wanqi tribe, and is now the divine physician of Xianlong Peak. Although he might be a little timid in front of Shang Yanting, he still holds a high position in Dingtian Academy and has his own inner circle. Jia Xitong can call upon others, and so can he.

So... one arrow piercing the clouds, and a thousand armies come to meet! What should have been a matter that a few people could have handled is now not even enough to go around for a few slices of demonic cultivators.

Not only did Du Shan fail to win by rallying his forces, but the people he rallied were actually the main force of the demonic cultivators who had been secretly turned against him in the small academy.

It would have taken some time to find these people, but thanks to the help of Du Shan, a demonic cultivator who appears to be a traitor but is actually an ally, they were wiped out in the shortest possible time.

That was a cool move!

That's so sexy!

It truly lives up to its name as a fine bucket.

Niu Chuanchuan held Du Shan down, preparing to take them back to Dingtian Academy for thorough interrogation.

On the other side, Jia Xitong looked ahead with a furrowed brow.

Seeing this, Niu Chuanchuan stepped forward with concern, "Xitong, what's wrong?"

Are there any even worse, crooked ideas?

"Senior Bai Yu has not returned yet."

She looked into the distance, but saw no sign of Baiyu Zhenjun.

"Senior Bai Yu has profound cultivation; he should be fine, right?"

Niu Chuanchuan said sincerely.

As a strong sixth sense that he was born with, the dangerous aura that Senior Bai Yu brought him was only slightly weaker than that of Dean Yan Qing, whom he respected the most.

He's an incredibly impressive person.

"Let's look around."

Jia Xitong suggested.

She didn't directly say that although Senior Bai Yu was incredibly skilled, he only played high-level matches. For example, how he single-handedly saved the entire city of Yuncheng, or that time he fell from the sky and smashed the pitiful, wealthy passerby from the art gallery into the water…

Recalling this point, Jia Xitong suddenly remembered this important matter.

This group of new demonic cultivators is incompetent.

However, the group of demonic cultivators who genuinely came from the demonic cultivation realm were carrying magical artifacts that could counter martial cultivators. According to Senior Bai Yu's own description, this artifact could instantly strip a martial cultivator of their cultivation with just a light tap!

She was a little nervous, so she quickly took out the Thousand Mile Transmission Talisman and called out the name of True Lord Baiyu.

Normally, Bai Yu Zhenjun would respond quickly, but this time, he called out three times in a row without any response...

"Oh no!"

Jia Xitong immediately tensed up, "Senior Bai Yu may be in danger!"

"How is that possible?"

Niu Chuanchuan didn't believe it.

"Oh dear, I'll tell you about this on the way here. Hurry up and find someone!"

Jia Xitong grabbed him and chased after the direction that Bai Yu Zhenjun had just left. At the intersection of the road leading into and out of the city, Jia Xitong saw a piece of pure white cloth on the ground.

"This is Senior Bai Yu's belt!"

Senior Bai Yu has dozens of identical belts, as if he would wear them for a lifetime without changing them.

She had paid special attention to it, so she recognized it as his at a glance!

"Leaving the city and entering the city..."

Niu Chuanchuan hesitated at the intersection for a moment, "How about we go find out where we are?"

"Can."

Jia Xitong nodded, and then the two of them each chose the intersection closest to them. "If you discover anything, contact us immediately using the communication talisman!"

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The roads into the city are well-connected.

Jia Xitong wandered aimlessly through the streets of Puling City, holding Baiyu Zhenjun's belt.

Bai Yu Zhenjun did not go down there. She asked many people, and they all said they had never seen a young man in white with silver hair or an old man in white with silver hair.

If you say you've never seen such a prominent sign, then it means that Senior Bai Yu might not have come.

She took out a communication talisman and called out to Niu Chuanchuan, "Niu Niu, have you found any news over there?"

"No."

Niu Chuanchuan's voice came through, "The outskirts are vast, and it will take me some time to explore them alone."

"I haven't found anything inside the city either, so maybe I should go out and search the outside."

Just as Jia Xitong finished speaking, she suddenly saw a familiar figure on the street.

The soldiers who had just caused the blunder were now galloping wildly through the streets on their horses...

Actually... that earlier blunder seemed quite suspicious.

Why did this soldier bring his men and start shooting immediately?

He claimed to have been ordered by the king to defend the city, yet his city was not under any threat...

Jia Xitong thought about it carefully again, and then felt that her idea made a lot of sense. She turned around and ran after the soldier, who was about to leave.

A four-legged horse cannot outrun a two-legged monk.

By the time the soldiers stopped, Jia Xitong had already arrived.

She watched from a short distance as the soldiers came down and entered the largest building in the city—the King's Palace.

Jia Xitong intended to walk around before leaving, but then she saw two elderly men come out and talk about their king.

"The king is becoming increasingly obsessed with cultivation," said the minister in red.

The minister in brown robes looked puzzled: "Wasn't the king born weak and unable to cultivate? Why is it that now, over forty years old, he suddenly possesses the aptitude and ability to cultivate...?"

"Hey, it's never too late to have it."

Upon hearing this, the minister in red said, "If our ruler can successfully cultivate, he will be able to prolong his life and bring blessings to future generations."

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