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

“Sword Saint Hermit, please go ahead and do as you please. This old Taoist can handle it.”

Zhang Sanfeng was not arrogant. He stood in mid-air with his feet apart, and a yin-yang symbol rose up beneath his feet.

Dugu Jian's sword energy erupted, his primordial spirit appeared, time and space around him froze, and his domain spread for dozens of miles.

Even Lin Zhu's side was slightly affected; the surrounding space sluggish, and everything felt much slower.

Not to mention Zhang Sanfeng, who faced this sword head-on.

Dugu Jian's sword strike actually gave him a strong sense of crisis; if he couldn't withstand it, he would really die.

The sword domain spread in all directions, and on Mount Wudang, the onlookers were horrified to find themselves unable to move.

Only those at the pinnacle could struggle for a moment, and they were utterly horrified. Was this the method of a terrestrial immortal?

Zhang Sanfeng unfolded his Tai Chi domain, standing within the Tai Chi diagram to resist the attack of Sword Twenty-Three.

Dugu Jian's primordial spirit slowly advanced, reaching the air and transforming into a ten-zhang-tall primordial spirit phantom. His sword finger condensed sharp sword energy, continuously breaking through the Taiji domain.

Zhang Sanfeng moved slowly and steadily. In the realm of Tai Chi, he was unaffected by the stagnation of time and space, practicing Tai Chi again and again.

Lin Zhu's eyesight was extremely sharp, and because of the true meaning of Tai Chi, he kept staring at Zhang Sanfeng.

As he performed the Tai Chi Chuan again and again, he saw through the phenomena to the essence, and his understanding of the true meaning of Tai Chi deepened. The Wuji True Yuan in his body circulated rapidly, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Wu Xingyun's lips twitched. Was it really necessary to be so exaggerated? He had just watched a battle, and he had an epiphany?

She was also unaffected by this sword domain. Looking at Dugu Jian, she knew that if it were her, it would be very, very difficult to block this sword strike.

But it's not impossible.

I think Zhang Sanfeng is fine.

As Dugu Jian's primordial spirit pressed down, the Taiji diagram beneath Zhang Sanfeng's feet shrank smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

But instead, he held a tai chi ball between his hands.

With his hands clasped together, the yin and yang fish within the tai chi ball flowed, firmly trapping the sword formed from Dugu Jian's primordial spirit, resulting in a stalemate between the two.

At the moment of impact, sword energy emanated and spread in all directions.

Wu Xingyun sighed and cast a Yin-Yang symbol, laying it out below Zhang Sanfeng and the Sword Saint to block the wave of sword energy for the people below.

Wuming, Dugu Sheng, and others took action, their swords flashing as they blocked the sword energy with a series of clanging sounds.

"Let's go back."

Seeing that Dugu Jian was still persisting, Zhang Sanfeng reached out and gently pushed him, his Tai Chi slowly advancing, pushing Dugu Jian's primordial spirit back into his body.

The moment its spirit returned to its place, the Tai Chi ball also dissipated.

In mid-air, Dugu Jian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his body fell vertically downwards.

With a swift movement of his feet, Zhang Sanfeng, as if ascending to the clouds, supported the Dugu Sword and slowly descended.

His sleeves had been torn by the sword energy, turning his Taoist robe into short sleeves and revealing his arms, which were wide enough to run a horse.

There were faint sword marks on his arm, but they were held in place by his true energy, preventing the wounds from reopening.

Therefore, he was also injured in the face of Dugu Jian's all-out attack.

Dugu Jian was in even worse condition; his primordial spirit had been forcibly returned to its place, leaving him severely injured.

Looking at Dugu Jian lying on the ground, Zhang Sanfeng's lips twitched. 'It was just a normal sparring match, and you were really going all out! I am Zhang Sanfeng, you are Dugu Feng.'

With a forceful push of his hands, sword energy erupted from his arms, piercing deep holes, several feet deep, into the surrounding bluestone floor.

Wu Xingyun flew down with Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at her, "Grandma Tong, your medical skills are superb. Can you tell if he's dead? If he's not, can you save him?"

Dugu Jian's condition at this moment was extremely poor.

Wu Xingyun knelt down to take his pulse. His meridians had been damaged by his own sword energy, and his primordial spirit was weak.

Even the internal organs suffered varying degrees of damage.

Fortunately, the land deity has a strong vitality and still has a breath left even in this state.

"The injuries are truly appalling."

Hearing her say that, Zhang Sanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. "So you can save her?"

“He can be saved.” Wu Xingyun nodded, then turned his gaze to Lin Zhu. “Little Zhu, give him one.”

Lin Zhu nodded, squatted down, pried open Dugu Jian's mouth, and fed him a Blood Bodhi seed.

The next moment, a red light emanated from Dugu Jian's body, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into his body.

His injuries are visibly healing.

His body was suspended in mid-air, and it seemed as if red currents were gathering around him.

After about 15 minutes, he regained consciousness.

"I'm not dead?"

Zhang Sanfeng gasped. He knew about Dugu Jian's injuries. They were so severe that he almost died, yet eating a fruit cured him.

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He almost couldn't resist plucking out his beard.

Although the onlookers did not know the extent of Dugu Jian's injuries, the fact that a terrestrial immortal could be rendered unconscious meant that the injuries were extremely severe.

And this, eating a fruit and being able to come back to life in half an hour, is too outrageous, isn't it?

"Can't die."

Zhang Sanfeng said irritably, "If I ever spar with you again, I'll be a dog. Do you really want to kill me?"

Dugu Jian was quite embarrassed, but that's how Sword Twenty-Three: Annihilation of Heaven and Earth is; once he uses it, he can't control it.

He could only apologize, saying, "Master Zhang, please forgive me. I was unable to control myself."

"Is it that you couldn't control it or that you were unable to control it?" Zhang Sanfeng's words pinpointed the crux of the matter.

Dugu Jian sighed, "It's uncontrollable."

It feels quite helpless; with this move, it's either you or the other person who dies.

Only Zhang Sanfeng was truly too strong, able to protect himself while also pushing Dugu Jian's primordial spirit back.

Wuming stepped forward and patted Dugu Jian on the shoulder, "Don't challenge me to sparring again."

Dugu Sheng said the same thing: "From now on, whether there's something to do or not, don't come looking for me."

The two of them witnessed the true power of Sword Twenty-Three: Annihilation of Heaven and Earth. This was no mere sparring; it was clearly aimed at taking lives.

Lin Zhu also advised, "Sword Saint, please try to avoid using this move in the future."

Dugu Jian slowly exhaled, "Don't worry, I won't use this sword unless absolutely necessary."

He is still somewhat listless. His physical injuries have healed, but he needs to rest and recuperate for a period of time to recover from the depletion of his spiritual energy.

He then looked at Zhang Sanfeng, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Master Zhang, for sparing my life."

"Alright, alright, I don't blame you." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand. "If you feel bad about it, stay at Wudang Mountain for a while and give the Wudang disciples some pointers on swordsmanship."

"Thank you for taking me in, Master Zhang." Dugu Jian nodded in agreement.

[Ding, live stream ended. Zhou Zhiruo gained half a year's worth of cultivation.]

After six months of cultivation, Zhou Zhiruo's aura fluctuated, and she broke through to the Grandmaster realm, reaching the same level as Abbess Miejue.

Everyone looked at the woman in surprise; she had only glanced at the duel and had actually broken through to a higher realm.

They were all very envious.

Ding Minjun's eyes were practically spitting fire.

As for Abbess Miejue, she was overjoyed.

Dugu Yihe exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that the next Emei Sect leader will be your disciple."

Ninety-nine percent of the resentment on Abbess Miejue was diluted by Zhou Zhiruo's breakthrough.

"You flatter me, Sect Leader. Zhi Ruo still has a long way to go."

Zhang Sanfeng also noticed Zhou Zhiruo and couldn't help but feel happy for her, saying, "Zhiruo has a good opportunity."

Zhou Zhiruo bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thanks to Master Zhang's blessing."

She was rescued from bandits by Zhang Sanfeng back then, and because it was inconvenient for her to live in Wudang Mountain, she was sent to Emei.

Zhou Zhiruo never forgot Zhang Sanfeng's life-saving grace.

"Alright, things are settled here, we should be going now. Farewell, Master Zhang." Wu Xingyun cupped his hands in farewell to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Take care, Granny Tong." Zhang Sanfeng returned the greeting and saw her off.

Zhou Zhiruo turned around and said goodbye to Abbess Miejue, who was very happy to see her off.

She never imagined that by sending him away like this, her prized disciple would never return.

Ding Minjun: 'Why? Why does she get all the benefits?'

Jealousy drove her mad.

Wu Xingyun took the lead in leaving, and the others, feeling embarrassed to stay on Wudang Mountain, also bid farewell.

Even Wuming and Dugu Sheng left.

After saying goodbye to Gu Santong, Yuan Shisanxian, and Lin Zhu, they were about to leave.

As Lin Zhu approached Yuan Shisanxian, he flicked his wrists, handing a jade box to Yuan Shisanxian's chest. "Senior, inside are ten Blood Bodhi seeds. It's not much, but it's a token of my appreciation."

Yuan Shisanxian's eyes lit up. 'Could this be the fruit used to heal the Sword Saint?'

"Not bad." Lin Zhu nodded with a smile.

Yuan Shisanxian looked conflicted. Ten pills were given away—what a generous gift! He didn't know whether he should accept it or not.

I can't bear to refuse it; it's a life-saving pill that could save ten lives.

Let's keep it; it feels too heavy.