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

It was part of a huge prison, and the railings were now deformed, as if they had been violently pulled apart.

Faced with Li Yuan's scolding, he silently endured it on the surface, but cursed him in his heart.

'Li Yuanba is a beast in human form; even such a sturdy iron cage can't hold him, so how could I possibly keep an eye on him?'

Before he could finish his thought, he heard a voice, "Report!"

Li Yuan rushed out again and asked, "How is it?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, someone in the east of the city saw the young master running eastward, calling out 'Second Brother' as he ran."

Li Yuan was startled. "He went to find Erlang. What if he gets to the capital?"

Then another voice came, "My lord, the latest news is that the young master has been taken away by a Taoist priest. The priest asked me to pass on a message to you."

Li Yuan quickly said, "Speak."

"He said his name was Master Ziyang, and that he would take the young master back to the mountain to learn martial arts. He said he would release the young master from the mountain in five years at the latest. He said that you should know him, so you don't need to worry."

Li Yuan was first startled, then overjoyed, and asked, "Are you sure he's talking about Master Ziyang?"

"That's for sure, that's what the real person said, and then he flew away with the young master."

Hearing the servant's words, Li Yuan was certain, "It flew away! Hahaha, my son is so lucky!"

He was completely relieved.

Li Jiancheng asked, "Father, who is this Master Ziyang?"

"He is a reclusive Taoist master, just like Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Mountain, who is a terrestrial immortal. There is no need to worry about Yuanba."

Li Yuan smiled and said, then looked at the black iron cage and said to his servants, "This thing is no longer needed. Have it taken away and melted down."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Li Xiuning breathed a sigh of relief. Her younger brother was alright and hadn't caused any murders outside, which was good!

In a good mood, Li Yuan asked her, "Xiuning, I remember you haven't visited Xiufang in a long time."

“Yes, Father.” Li Xiuning stepped forward and replied, “Xiufang is currently at Lingjiu Palace on Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain, cultivating under the tutelage of the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny.”

Li Yuan was startled again, "Is it the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny, the terrestrial immortal from Heavenly Mountain?"

"Yes!" Li Xiuning nodded.

"Do you know when she will return?" Li Yuan asked after a moment of silence, seemingly lost in thought.

He felt as if he had heard the roar of a dragon not long ago, and then he felt that a great opportunity was waiting for him, but the time was not yet right.

Li Xiuning shook her head, "I don't know."

"Sigh!" Li Yuan sighed. "Never mind, I'd better not bother her."

Li Jiancheng stood to the side, remaining silent.

He dared not comment on his father's romantic escapades.

At this moment, Li Yuan sensed that the opportunity was about to fall into his lap.

Yang Jian had recently undergone a baptism of fortune, and his body was already struggling to cope.

Since his son wasn't there to protect him, he was swept away by the Qi Yun Chi Wen.

Although one possesses cultivation, once the Qi enters the body, bodily functions are no longer affected by cultivation, but rather accept the arrangements of fate.

Then I got sick.

Crown Prince Yang Yong and his second son Yang Guang served him from the side, not knowing when Yang Jian would die, so they could make preparations.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt as if he were being weighed down by fate, bearing an unbearable burden.

If he were younger, he definitely could have endured it.

But now he is over seventy years old, and according to his original fate, he should have died long ago.

When fortune arrives, death follows.

Chapter 367 Incompatible

He won't live much longer.

Yang Yong knew, and Yang Guang knew even more.

At the same time, Yang Guang's eyes could see a red phantom, resembling both a dragon and a fish, crawling on Yang Jian's body.

This is the thing pressing down on my old father.

But Yang Guang was the true owner of this thing.

But the prerequisite is that his older brother has to die!

He lowered his head, already making plans in his mind.

Yang Yong was unaware that his own younger brother was plotting against him.

Actually, he didn't want to come see Yang Jian. His father doted on his younger brother Yang Guang more, and like his mother, he didn't treat him well.

Although he didn't wish Yang Jian would die sooner, he wasn't particularly concerned about his illness either.

Both of them are unfilial sons!

We will leave aside the question of when Yang Jian died.

In any case, whether Yang Jian is involved or not, it won't affect the forests and bamboo groves thousands of miles away.

He was currently on a mountain admiring the snow scenery outside Xiuyu Valley.

With the Chinese New Year approaching, the group chat has become lively.

Huang Rong: Little brother, when are you coming back? If you don't come back soon, I'm going back to Peach Blossom Island.

Zhang San Niang: I'm going home for the Chinese New Year this year too.

Next were Shen Bijun, You Ruo, and Ji Ru.

Those in the group who have family members will go back for the Chinese New Year, and they were hoping to meet Lin Zhu before the New Year.

Yan Lingji: I also want to see the Fire Qilin as soon as possible.

A month ago, when Lin Zhu returned to Yihua Palace from Chengdu, Yan Lingji was taken to Lingjiu Palace, and her identity was naturally revealed.

Lin Zhu: Its name is Huo Ling'er.

Yan Lingji: I understand, its name is Huo Ling'er.

Lin Zhu: That's about enough, Grandma. Should we have the Golden Eagle King come pick us up? @Wu Xingyun

Wu Xingyun: Okay, what about your big dumpling?

Lin Zhu: We've already discussed it with it. It will stay at Yihua Palace to help Sister Yue look after the house.

Wu Xingyun: That's good.

Li Qiushui: Senior sister, look how lively Lingjiu Palace is, I want to go too!

Wu Xingyun: Qinglu, why don't you go back to Xixia for the New Year? I'll have Xiao Jinzi see you off.

Li Qinglu felt speechless. This grandmother had gone to great lengths to prevent her grandmother from coming to Lingjiu Palace.

Li Qiushui: Aren't Qingluo and Yuyan still around?

Li Qingluo: It's been decades since we've spent the Lunar New Year together, it doesn't matter.

Wang Yuyan: Whatever Mother says goes.

Li Qiushui was furious, but after thinking for a moment, she thought: "And then there's Canghai, she's my own sister."

Li Canghai: If I count, it's been sixty years, I've been there longer than Qingluo.

Wu Xingyun: Hahaha, Li Qiushui, you should have some self-awareness!

Li Qiushui felt very sad and decided not to speak in the group.

But after thinking about it again, he sent a message: Qinglu, you don't need to come back. Just spend the New Year at Lingjiu Palace. I'll go into seclusion, okay?

Wu Xingyun: Okay, since you've said so, you can keep Qinglu.

Li Qinglu: Okay!

Li Qiushui deeply understands that strength is a woman's voice; without strength, there is no voice. It seems she needs to improve her strength.

If she had the strength to go toe-to-toe with Wu Xingyun, she wouldn't be so easily manipulated by her.

Another day passed, and the Golden Eagle King descended upon the sky above Embroidered Jade Valley, with Yu Shilan sitting atop it.

She floated down from the Golden Eagle King and greeted Lin Zhu, "Brother Zhu, we meet again."

This form of address is somewhat affectionate.

But Lin Zhu seemed to enjoy listening to it.

It's really not easy; finally, someone in the group calls me "brother."

Before, I was always called "little brother," which was affectionate, but it wasn't as comfortable as being called "older brother."

He stepped forward and asked, "Are you preparing to go back to Chengdu?"

Shi Lan shook her head. "No, it's just that I'm more familiar with Sichuan, so I came here as the Golden Eagle King's guide. I'm also spending the New Year at Lingjiu Palace!"

She has now changed her outfit, which is mainly silver with a navy blue waistband and white feathers adorning the back, extending all the way to her calves.

It looks like a feather that fell from a white eagle, and it looks very graceful and lively.

The only problem is that the skirt is a bit short, completely exposing her thighs in the dead of winter.

These legs are no shorter than Lianxing's; they are very long and slender, and quite beautiful.

Wanwan looked at Shilan's legs and said with a hint of jealousy, "Little sister, you're really sparing with your fabric!"

"Sister is joking," Shi Lan replied lightly, feeling a little proud as she noticed Lin Zhu's gaze lingering on her legs the longest.

Yaoyue noticed this too, and then transmitted her voice to Lianxing: 'You can't learn from her.'

Lianxing was speechless with emotion. She had originally had this tendency, but before it could even take hold, Yaoyue had already poured water on it.

Then Shi Lan continued, "You haven't seen Sister Yan Ling Ji, she's much more powerful!"