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

As a result, the number of patrol teams has increased significantly.

They soon arrived at Chitaki Villa.

Yan Fei was already waiting there. She had received the message, and Ji Qianyi had come along with her.

Then they got off the carriage one by one, and Ji Qianyi needed help to get off the carriage.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that although Ji Qianyi's complexion was rosy, she did not appear to be drunk.

He turned to look at Liu Ruoxin and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Lin Zhu was quite embarrassed and said, "Aunt Yan, I'll go in first." She then ran back to her room in a flash.

Ji Qianyi felt extremely embarrassed. "Yanfei, I feel like I'm not clean anymore."

Yanfei stepped forward and slapped her on the back of the head. "Silly girl, how can you say such nonsense?"

She caught a whiff of it and cursed Ji Qianyi inwardly for being so useless. Was it really necessary to do this just because Lin Zhu was a little too good-looking?

Ji Qianyi's cultivation level was not high after all, and she didn't have the support of the chat group, so it's not surprising that she reacted this way when she saw Lin Zhu now.

Many people didn't even dare to look at Lin Zhu, truly embodying the meaning of "unbearable to look at".

This is what happens when an ordinary woman looks directly at Lin Zhu.

Ji Qianyi looks like the kind of woman with strong desires, but they are being suppressed.

"Take him in first."

Yanfei had someone escort Ji Qianyi to her room, then looked towards Lin Zhu's room, feeling quite puzzled.

The night sky is high in the sky, at midnight.

After learning about the embarrassing situation of several noble ladies in the princess's residence from Liu Ruoxin, Consort Yan thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Xiao Zhu has unknowingly cultivated what Buddhism calls the 'All Beings' (a form of spiritual perception). Those noble ladies don't have a very good reputation in the capital."

Liu Ruoxin asked, "What about the Third Princess?"

Consort Yan shook her head and smiled, "We'll send her to the palace tomorrow, and then leave. What else can we do?"

Liu Ruoxin said aggrievedly, "If you leave, what will happen to the four of us?"

"You!" Yanfei tapped her head. "With Lord Huang backing you up, what are you afraid of?"

"That's not what I'm worried about. The Third Princess is very difficult to deal with," Liu Ruoxin said dejectedly. "By the way, His Majesty seems to have taken a fancy to Ya Yu as well."

“No wonder Ya Yu has been a bit distracted these past few days,” Yan Fei said. “Tomorrow, let Xiao Zhu accompany Ya Yu to the Divine Marquis’s Mansion. That should be able to take Ya Yu away.”

"What if he sets his sights on me and Wanqing?" Liu Ruoxin asked, looking troubled.

Yanfei asked, "Are you going to Lingjiu Palace too?"

Liu Ruoxin thought for a while and shook her head, saying, "Let's wait a while. We should be fine for a short time as long as we don't go to the palace."

She now possesses top-grade spirit stones, so it doesn't matter where she cultivates.

There will be no immediate crisis in the capital; Sheng Yayu is merely seeking refuge there.

The conversation between the two ended there.

Inside the princess's residence, Li Jinwen lifted Ji Qianyue's veil, revealing a small, round face that looked quite adorable.

She is the eldest princess, and is now twenty-four years old.

She is gentle, dignified, and virtuous.

"Li Lang, let's rest now."

Red makeup falls to the ground, and spring's beauty is boundless in the mandarin duck quilt.

The ups and downs lasted for the time it takes to burn an incense stick before finally stopping.

Li Jinwen felt sorry for Ji Qianyue, so he didn't bother her too much.

Ji Qianyue felt Li Jinwen's pity and fell into a deep sleep with a happy smile.

Li Jinwen also fell asleep, and then he started dreaming.

In his dream, he returned to Li Garden, achieved the third-highest rank in the imperial examination, and soon after becoming an official, he resigned and returned to his hometown to observe mourning for his father.

Lin Shiyin followed along as well.

Everything that happened felt so familiar.

He encountered assassins outside the Great Wall, but was rescued by Long Xiaoyun. He then gave Lin Shiyin to Long Xiaoyun, changed his name to Li Xunhuan, and wandered outside the Great Wall for ten years.

Returning ten years later, everything had changed.

He met his younger brother, A-Fei, and learned that his elder brother, Long Xiaoyun, was a despicable villain who falsely accused him of being the Plum Blossom Thief...

A single dream encompassed his entire life.

In his dream, his Little Li Flying Dagger became even more formidable, and he even had a successor named Ye Kai.

He married a woman named Sun Xiaohong, and they had a son named Li Manqing. Li Manqing's son was named Li Huai, and both of them inherited his Little Li Flying Dagger.

But the Little Li Flying Dagger in his hand is still the most authentic and the strongest.

It was all a dream. When he woke up the next day, his strength had broken through to the Grandmaster level, and his realm had reached the pinnacle.

His entire body was imbued with a restrained, inward-looking sword intent.

A thought struck him, and in his hand was a flying knife formed from condensed true essence. He had a feeling that even the most powerful cultivators would be unable to dodge or defend against this strike.

This strike, imbued with the essence and spirit of his entire being, possesses limitless potential.

Ji Qianyue slowly woke up and met Li Jinwen's eyes.

Those were complex eyes, clear yet slightly murky, murky with vicissitudes, confusion, and endless sorrow, yet also like the warm winter sun, extremely complex.

"Li Lang, what has happened?"

Li Jinwen turned to look at Ji Qianyue and said, "It's alright. She has made a breakthrough in martial arts and has become a Grandmaster."

Ji Qianyue's lovely face flushed slightly as she stammered, "Then, does that thing also help with martial arts?"

Li Jinwen chuckled, "Princess..."

Ji Qianyue pointed a finger at Li Jinwen's lips and said, "Call me Qianyue."

Li Jinwen felt incredibly conflicted. Although it was an imperial decree that granted the marriage, this princess was an absolutely perfect match for him, and the image of her in his heart seemed to have faded somewhat.

Although it remains unforgettable, even after the true essence flying knife in his hand dissipated, a faint sense of sorrow still lingered.

After some explanation, Ji Qianyue realized that she had misunderstood something; Li Jinwen had only been having a dream.

It's not uncommon to hear of people in the martial arts world experiencing sudden enlightenment in their dreams.

Moreover, Li Jinwen is already of age, so it is not surprising that he has broken through to the Grandmaster realm.

But what she didn't know was that Li Jinwen's Little Li Flying Dagger could defy the odds and defeat the most powerful opponents.

Chapter 517 Little Li Flying Dagger - Demon Blade

At Qianlong Villa, Lin Zhu also conjured a throwing knife in his hand, but it was a spiritual energy throwing knife.

Within his soul, a flying knife materialized in his hand. These were the Dao patterns of the flying knife, but the knife intent belonging to Li Jinwen dissipated, leaving only an empty shell.

As the Dao patterns of the four minor supernatural powers—Minor Creation Divine Thunder, Mountain Moving, River Overturning and Sea Turning, and Wind Calling—were infused into it, the spiritual energy flying knife in his hand displayed four colors, representing four different artistic conceptions.

The eruption of Minor Creation Divine Thunder, the heaviness of Moving Mountains, the power to overturn Rivers and Seas, and the wind-breaking force of Calling the Wind.

If this strike were to be launched, its power would be self-evident.

But Lin Zhu felt that this strike wasn't pure enough.

With a thought, deep within his soul, the Evil Emperor's sword heart merged into the flying knife in his soul's hand.

In an instant, Lin Zhu absorbed the Evil Emperor's years of experience in cultivating the Demon Blade and combined it with the flying knife.

Li Xunhuan's flying dagger was ultimately not Lin Zhu's flying dagger.

However, the Evil Emperor's Blade Heart could be his, and he even actively activated the demonic nature that had been erased from the Blade Heart, making the flying knife in the Life Soul's hand turn pitch black.

Its demonic nature then follows the hand of the life soul, infecting the entire divine soul.

The Lesser Creation Divine Thunder struck down, and the Mountain-Moving Dao Patterns formed a giant mountain that pressed down, accompanied by raging winds and churning the seas. The four divine powers arrived simultaneously, suppressing the demonic blade.

The demonic blade remained unyielding, continuously releasing its blade intent, attempting to break through the four mountains.

Lin Zhu closed his eyes and felt everything within his body.

He intends to use these four supernatural powers to hone the demonic blade.

At the same time, he also obtained the Nine Forms of the Demon Blade, which was truly domineering.

It is even more domineering than Wu Wudi's Xuanwu True Skill.

Lin Zhu stretched out his hand, and spiritual power condensed into a demonic blade, with an extremely cold aura emanating from inside the house to outside.

Wherever its aura passed, frost condensed, making it even colder than the Snow Drinking Blade and more domineering.

The floor was frozen and cracked, and the door was completely shattered.

Seeing this, Lin Zhu quickly stopped.

The demonic blade with spiritual power is incredibly terrifying.

The moment he unleashed the demonic blade, his forehead throbbed incessantly, as if a third eye was about to sprout.

The sound of the door shattering drew Yan Fei and the others over, where they sensed the domineering and chilling aura of the Demon Blade.

"Little Bamboo, what's going on?"

Lin Zhu said somewhat embarrassedly, "I practiced a martial art, and accidentally let out a little bit of my aura. I couldn't control it."

"I see. It's good that everyone is alright."

Yan Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You accompany Ya Yu to the Divine Marquis's Mansion now. Ya Yu will come with us and leave the capital this afternoon."

Lin Zhu agreed and accompanied Sheng Yayu to the Divine Marquis's Mansion.

The sound of blacksmithing echoed from the backyard of the Divine Marquis's Mansion, clanging and banging.

"Yuan Xian, are you even capable? Three hundred moves have passed, and you still can't break through my Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill. Hahaha!"

This is the ancient Santong.