Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

Lin Zhu looked up at the clouds.

That strike seemed to open an eye in the sky, forming a heavenly eye.

But the dark clouds surged and soon covered that eye again.

He suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to grasp, and he fell into deep thought.

After the sunlight faded, Song Que opened his eyes and saw Lin Zhu's state. His body was surging with energy, exuding a mysterious aura.

No, I was the one who made that strike, how come you also had an epiphany?

It wasn't a sudden enlightenment, but rather grasping that feeling.

Unfortunately, I used too much force when creating the boxing technique last time, and I failed to grasp this inspiration.

He regained consciousness.

Even so, Song Que couldn't help but sigh, 'This girl has such high comprehension, no less than mine!' After thinking about it, he realized that in the entire Great Zhou, there were probably fewer than three young people who could compare to the one in front of him.

Lin Zhu clasped his hands in a fist salute to Song Que and said, "Uncle Song, your strike was exquisite. I admire it greatly."

Song Que stroked his beard and smiled. He was quite satisfied with his strike and said, "I think so too. Perhaps soon I will go to Sichuan to test my skills against Guan Yu. If you have time, my nephew, you can also come and observe."

Lin Zhu gave an awkward laugh, feeling a little guilty.

"I definitely will if I have time."

"Let's go!" Song Que nodded and went ahead first.

Lin Zhu shouted towards the front, "Big Gold, come out here."

The giant golden ape emerged from the cave, looked at the little dumpling, and asked what was wrong.

Lin Zhu said, "You two keep an eye on the door."

Both the big dumpling and the golden ape nodded.

Song Que then realized that there was another strange beast, whose strength was about the same as this iron-eating beast.

Lin Zhu said, "Uncle Song, this is a strange beast that my aunt, who is also Sister Mochou and Long'er's master, subdued."

Song Que nodded and asked, "Is it the master in the cave?"

"Yes, my aunt is in seclusion and it is inconvenient for her to receive guests. Please forgive her, Uncle."

Song Que expressed his understanding and said, "I understand, let's go."

This time, he's really gone.

Lin Zhu, holding Xiaolongnu's hand, moved with lightning speed, leading her, Shang Xiufang, Li Mochou, and Song Que to the side gate of Chongyang Palace.

"Oh no, Master! The Ancient Tomb Sect is here again!"

The two young Taoist priests called out in alarm as soon as they saw Lin Zhu.

Song Que looked at Lin Zhu and asked, "Why is that?"

Li Mochou also asked, "Yes, brother, why are they so afraid of our Ancient Tomb Sect?"

Lin Zhu thought for a moment and felt that the problem was not with her, but with Lin Chaoying, so she said, "It's probably because Aunt came so often that they were a little frightened."

“Master is so beautiful, is it necessary for them?” Li Mochou said, expressing her incomprehension. “These Taoist priests are not good people.”

Song Que was completely confused. He had initially thought Lin Chaoying was somewhat frightening, but now it seemed that her methods were frightening, otherwise these young Taoist priests wouldn't be so afraid.

Chapter 195 Heavenly Blade's Defenses Are Broken

How could they not be afraid? They would come to challenge their ancestor to a fight every few days, and every time they were on tenterhooks.

Before, it was alright, as there was only one peak expert, Lin Chaoying, so they weren't worried about their ancestor's safety. But now there's Lin Zhu, who is also a peak expert and even fought to a draw with their ancestor last time. They're really worried that their ancestor might die one day.

Inside Chongyang Palace, the current sect leader, Ma Yu, was immediately struck by a headache upon hearing the report that the Ancient Tomb Sect had arrived again. He could only go and greet the guests himself, and then have Qiu Chuji inform Zhou Botong.

Wang Chongyang went into seclusion, not in Chongyang Palace, but deep in the Qinling Mountains.

He believed that as long as he was alive, no one in the martial arts world would dare to destroy his Quanzhen Sect.

Even if they aren't afraid of him, they should still be afraid of that door.

There's even less to worry about regarding Lin Chaoying; he knows she won't, and might even protect Chongyang Palace.

Ma Yu walked to the square of Chongyang Palace, glanced around, and seeing that Lin Chaoying was not there, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he bowed to Lin Zhu and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Lin."

Lin Zhu returned the greeting, "Master Ma Yu, you're too kind. Let me introduce you. This is the King of Lingnan, Song Que, the Heavenly Blade. He has come to spar with Master Chongyang."

Ma Yu then looked at Song Que and was involuntarily forced back two steps by the aura emanating from him.

His skill level wasn't high, but his realm was high enough; he possessed the Dao and could sense the sword aura emanating from Song Que.

In terms of Taoist practices, he was second only to Wang Chongyang in Chongyang Palace, and far superior to the other six Quanzhen disciples.

"This humble Taoist greets Your Highness!"

Song Que sized up Ma Yu and could sense his sword aura. It seemed that his realm was not low, but his skill was a bit lacking. He was only a Grandmaster and was still quite old.

"Greetings, Daoist Master. May I ask if the Immortal Chongyang is here?"

Ma Yu replied, "Your Highness, my master had a sparring session with Fellow Daoist Lin and gained some insights, so he went into seclusion."

Song Que nodded, not yet realizing that the Fellow Daoist Lin that Ma Yu was referring to was Lin Zhu, but only thought it was Lin Chaoying.

Lin Zhu's surname is Lin, and his aunt's surname is also Lin.

Coincidentally, Lin Chaoying was also in seclusion at the same time.

"I see. Then I've come at an inopportune time."

Just then, the Six Masters of Quanzhen dragged Zhou Botong out.

As Zhou Botong was being dragged along, he shouted, "You bunch of Taoist priests, your senior brother isn't here, so you'd better deal with this yourselves. I, the Old Urchin, don't want to get beaten up."

"Uncle-Master, we can't get Senior Lin to listen to our explanations. We still need you to come, even if it's just for the sake of the Quanzhen Sect's legacy."

Tan Chuduan earnestly advised him.

Then they saw Lin Zhu and his group, but not Lin Chaoying.

Zhou Botong stopped struggling and asked, "Where is she?"

"That's right, Senior Lin isn't here?" Even Qiu Chuji breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Lin Zhu said, "My aunt is in seclusion. It's rather unfortunate that we've come today."

"No, no, no, it's quite a coincidence!" Zhou Botong stepped forward and said, "Brother Lin Zhu, can you tell me how you cultivated that transparent and shiny body? I'd like to try it too."

Only an old rascal would ask others how they practiced martial arts and even ask for it.

Song Que frowned, somewhat disliking such an unconventional person.

Lin Zhu knew the old rascal well and didn't mind. He said, "Old rascal, let me introduce you. This is Song Que, the King of Lingnan, Prince Song."

"Your Highness, Your Highness greets you." Zhou Botong chuckled at Song Que, then continued to Lin Zhu, "Brother, look, the Old Urchin has also created the Empty Fist and the Ambidextrous Technique. How about we trade? Two techniques for one, it's a good deal."

Song Que couldn't stand it any longer and snorted coldly, "Disrespectful to elders, is this what your Quanzhen Sect is like?" He pressed his sword aura towards the old rascal, thinking that this man wanted to use his Grandmaster strength to force Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu knew his daughter; she was considered a junior member of his family, and he had to protect her.

Zhou Botong was startled by the sword's momentum and took several steps back. He looked at Song Que and said, "What a powerful sword momentum! You and Brother Lin are at the same level."

"Huh?" Song Que shouted, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

“The old rascal isn’t talking nonsense.” Zhou Botong said, “You’re at the pinnacle, aren’t you?”

Song nodded, "Not bad."

Zhou Botong pointed at Lin Zhu, "Brother Lin is also a peerless master. Last time he sparred with my senior brother, and the result was a draw."

Lin Zhu said, "It was Master Chongyang who showed mercy."

Song Que initially didn't believe Zhou Botong's words, but seeing Lin Zhu admit it, he exclaimed incredulously, "Young friend Lin, are you truly a peerless master?"

Lin Zhu nodded, "Yes, Uncle Song." As he spoke, he released his aura, "Since you didn't ask, I didn't show it."

Song Que's mustache twitched twice, and he instantly felt as if this world was unreal.

Truly a pinnacle, appearing brightly before me, even younger than Song Yuzhi.

He asked, "How old are you?"

Lin Zhu said, "Fifteen."

"Fifteen?" Song Que felt that if Lin Zhu were a little older, or even the same age as Song Yuzhi, he could barely accept it.

But at fifteen, the peak of his life, his worldview was greatly challenged.

"Wait, let me think about it." After a while, he asked again, "Are you really only fifteen? Wait, don't say it." He looked at Shang Xiufang, "Xiufang, you tell me."

Shang Xiufang nodded. "Uncle Song, my brother is indeed only fifteen years old."

Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou nodded in agreement.

Zhou Botong said, "Your Highness, the old rascal doesn't lie. Young Brother Lin is quite capable, isn't he?"

Song Que felt a little embarrassed. He had originally planned to give Lin Zhu some pointers, but thankfully he didn't bring it up in the end.

After a long silence, he asked, "Did you really fight to a draw with Master Chongyang last time?"

Lin Zhu said, "This junior is slightly inferior."

Song Quedao's heart wavered; he wanted to test Lin Zhu's strength, but since he was only fifteen and a girl, he didn't want to bring it up.

As for Zhou Botong calling him Brother Lin and Shang Xiufang calling him Brother, he dismissed them all, assuming it was because Lin Zhu was dressed as a man.

After a long silence, he said somewhat listlessly, "I have learned a lot today." Then he looked at Shang Xiufang and said, "Xiufang, please go and explain to Yue Shan that we have to postpone our meeting because I have not been feeling well lately and will not be going."

Having said that, his sword energy surged forth, as if he and the sword had become one, and with a whoosh, he transformed into a streak of sword light and disappeared into the distance.

He broke through his defenses, and he broke through all of them.

Song Que, what a proud man he was, and he had every right to be proud. But today, upon seeing Lin Zhu, a fifteen-year-old at the pinnacle of his cultivation, who was at the same level as him and only slightly inferior to Wang Chongyang, his pride was instantly shattered.

That is to say, his resolve was unwavering; if it were Indra, his Dao heart would have been shattered long ago.

He's not in a good state to fight, especially against a top-tier swordsman like Ba Dao. If his mindset isn't right, he's bound to lose.