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Brought to a Xianxia World with My Friend's System

Ryker Hartavia was just an ordinary teen, helping out at his family's restaurant at the beachside town of Greyson Shores. Each passing day was the same as the last; that is, until he suddenly gets sent to a world filled with Immortals and Ancient Martial Arts. Now he's got to find a way back home, with nothing but the clothes on his back and his friend's magical AI to help him along the way. On that note, Ryker may not be so ordinary, after all...

Mistah_Meowmerz · Oriental
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Gacha's a Scam!

{Ryker... Like you're one to talk...} Bestie said, reading his thoughts with a sigh.

[They seem to have much more experience in combat than those Great Void Sect disciples you fought. And, like yourself, they are fairly strong for their cultivation, though it's of course not as exaggerated.]

'Hm, maybe I should do some borrowing from Shuchie, for this one...'

{Oh! Why don't you try another roll of gacha?}

Ryker just clicked his tongue with an audible "Che!", rolling his eyes even as he parried the burly bandit's axe.

'No way, like Sis always says, gacha's a scam!' he thought, ducking a blade of sword qi as he thrust his staff up at the burly bandit's face, forcing him to give up on his attack and back off.

There wasn't any point in drawing, anyway, and he most certainly wasn't salty that his free ten roll only gave him low-grade spirit stones.