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

Lin Zhu: It could also be a Western scheme.

Xianle: We cannot rule out this possibility.

Wanwan: Do you think those two know?

Huang Rong: Yang Chan is already a Golden Immortal, she shouldn't be unaware of this!

Xianle: What good would knowing do? Although the Third Holy Mother has the Lotus Lantern, she's only a Golden Immortal. Yang Jian, on the other hand, comes from the Chan Sect and is only a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Knowing won't help. It's better not to know, since Lady Yaoji isn't dead anyway.

Lin Zhu: You're not dead?

Xianle: You don't know much either!

Lin Zhu didn't say anything. He thought Yang Jian was calling everyone "uncle" and "cousin" with his axe.

Huang Rong: By the way, the Jade Emperor has a younger sister, but does he have a wife and children?

Xiaoxue: I know this. He has seven daughters, who are the Seven Fairy Maidens. His wife is the Queen Mother of the West, also known as the Golden Mother of the West. He also has ten sons who are of the highest yang nature. They cultivated the Golden Crow in the Sun Star and are pulling the Sun's chariot.

Liu Ruoxin: The Jade Emperor's son is a coachman?

Xianle: That's not wrong, but being able to serve as a coachman for Lady Xihe is a great fortune. They might have attained the Golden Crow True Body under Lady Xihe's guidance, transforming their Yang body into the body of the sun. Their strength is not bad, and they might even be at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level!

Biyao: That's not very high!

Lü Xing'er: Don't forget, someone isn't even an immortal, yet he looks down on Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Tian Ling'er: Exactly!

Biyao: Aren't you the same?

Lü Xing'er: I never said that the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal is not very high.

Xiao Bai: Alright, Yao'er, Xing'er, and Ling'er, give Aunt Bai some face and stop arguing.

Biyao: Yes, Aunt Bai!

Lü Xing'er: Never mind.

Tian Ling'er: I didn't argue with her.

The conversation ended there.

At this moment, Lin Zhu was about to run out of the Wuping City area.

In the direction of Wuping City, after thousands of replays, the Golden Immortal General finally saw that when the Chongli Demon King self-destructed, he detached his beak.

"Ah~! What a clever escape! You almost got away."

Before his injuries had even healed, he got up and ran out of the city lord's mansion. With a few leaps, he exited the north gate and headed northeast.

Jin Xian's speed is much faster than Lin Zhu's, at least five times faster.

After all, his cultivation level was too high. Although he didn't have any particularly impressive escape techniques, he could break through all other techniques with sheer force.

However, when he found the place where the Chongli Demon King's beak had fallen, he found a scene that had been cleaned up.

"Ah~~!"

Another roar of despair erupted, "Who, who stole my merits?"

That's a hundred million merits! The Golden Immortal General was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

At this moment, Lin Zhu had run out of the Wuping City area, so his luck could no longer reach him.

He then noticed that the golden mark on the back of his hand had disappeared.

"Huh! You can do that too!"

On the other side, the Golden Immortal General seemed to have thought of something, "That Chongli Demon King must have died here, but I don't know who took him away. Let me see who has such audacity!"

He formed hand seals, stimulating the fortune of Wuping City.

A golden aura swept across the land, and beams of golden light shot into the sky above Wuping City. As night fell, they gathered into scattered points of light, but the highest of which was no more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

If each person accumulates one hundred million merits, the mark will be able to radiate at least a thousand feet.

"No, how could that be?"

The Golden Immortal General collapsed, "Ahhhhh, who is it? If I find out, I will grind you to dust!"

As he roared, two tears involuntarily rolled down his cheeks.

It's like an ordinary person finally winning a hundred million in the lottery, only to have the ticket blown away by the wind.

How could this not drive someone to despair?

Moreover, he was also responsible for rebuilding the bodies of the heavenly soldiers who died in battle, which was another act of merit.

He felt increasingly aggrieved and decided to go to the Heavenly Court to use the Heavenly Mirror to see who had taken his fruits.

"One hundred million! My one hundred million!"

He muttered to himself as he flew, and when he had flown to a height of about 90 million feet, a beam of white light descended and brought him back to the Heavenly Court.

On the other side, Lin Zhu was in the wild, cautiously looking around.

It was in the middle of nowhere, and it felt quite eerie.

As night falls, the concentration of innate malevolent energy in the wild begins to increase.

As the moonlight shone down, more and more mountain monsters and spirits emerged, paying homage to the moon and the stars.

As the moonlight descends, it gathers pure Yin energy, helping these demons and spirits, unaffected by innate malevolent energy, to enhance their spirituality.

Nighttime is when they cultivate, but it is also when demons and ferocious beasts hunt.

"Gagaga, there's a human here."

A dark figure spotted Lin Zhu hiding in the tree, opened its mouth and blew a breath at Lin Zhu. The breath was extremely cold and yin, and its malevolent aura was chilling. Everything in its path withered.

This is a demon, a type of evil spirit.

"A mere ghost dares to make a move."

Lin Zhu faced the bright moon with his right hand, gathering boundless spiritual power to draw in the moonlight and merge with it, forming an even purer and colder yin power. Then he punched the ghost demon.

The power of moonlight gathered by the Extreme Annihilation Fist was extremely strong. The fist imprint broke through the aura exhaled by the ghost demon and hit it.

With a burst of punching power, the ghostly demon, which had been hovering between reality and illusion, was frozen into a solid form, unable to move.

Then, the Extreme Annihilation Fist Intent erupted, as if the ghostly demon sealed by the ice crystals had shattered, and its body dissipated along with the ice crystals.

Only a single soul crystal, formed from the essence of the spirit, remains. If the soul crystal can be purified, it can be used to enhance the spirituality of the magical treasure.

It is a true immortal-level ghost; if it were only a celestial immortal-level being, Lin Zhu could kill it with ease.

The battles here didn't attract much attention. Nighttime was hunting season, and battles between demons and monsters, spirits and evil spirits, were common occurrences.

Demons and evil spirits are aided by innate malevolent energy, while monsters and spirits are amplified by the moon's radiance.

For ordinary monks, the night is dangerous.

Lin Zhu had just dealt with one ghostly demon when another appeared—a Xuanbiao, tiger-shaped, entirely black with deep purple eyes, surrounded by numerous cougars.

This is Xuanbiao's innate supernatural power; those it eats will be transformed into ghouls, retaining 30% of their former strength.

"I didn't expect to encounter a human at night. You were able to kill that ghost, so you must have some strength. Why don't you just let me eat you instead of suffering?"

It exuded the aura of a Xuanxian (a type of immortal), and although its body was not as large as other ferocious beasts of the same level, it was still more than ten feet tall.

"Want to eat me? Ask my sword first."

With the Dragon Soul Sword drawn, Lin Zhu launched the first attack, slashing open the air with a single stroke, unleashing a burst of sword energy.

"A postnatal spiritual treasure!"

Xuan Biao dared not be careless. A purple "King" character appeared on his forehead, and a ghost beside him disappeared, forming a purple shield.

The sword energy pierced the shield, but then dissipated.

But Lin Zhu's offensive did not stop. The tip of the Dragon Soul Sword extended three zhang of sword light and pierced Xuan Biao's eyes just as the purple shield in front of him was broken. The phantom of a divine dragon flowed around.

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Xuan Biao roared, and the three vengeful spirits dissipated, transforming into pure soul power that was absorbed by him. With a tiger's roar, the power materialized, and a purple shockwave erupted.

The Dragon Soul Sword's energy touched the tiger's roar, separating it, but the resistance was immense.

Lin Zhu struggled to advance, but still managed to break through the tiger's roar. The sword energy erupting from the tip of the Dragon Soul Sword was still more than ten feet long, about to pierce Xuan Biao's right eye.

Xuan Biao was terrified and quickly leaped backward, temporarily escaping Lin Zhu's clutches.

Behind him, the tiger's tail stirred the air, and several vengeful spirits combined with innate evil energy to transform into the spearheads behind the tiger's tail, which were then flung towards Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu's sword strikes were extremely fast. Although his first strike missed, the subsequent strikes continued unabated, and the sword techniques became increasingly complex. His movements were also unpredictable, and Xuan Biao's attacks failed to hit him.

Sword energy condensed in the air, encircling Xuan Biao and forming a huge sword net. Then, his body split into seven, with six figures formed from condensed sword energy.

The "Sword Twenty-Three: Six Annihilations of Self" version of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin technique was too much of a burden on the body and soul to be used in the Pangu Realm. Lin Zhu could only use the sword intent of the Six Annihilations of Self to perform the first twenty-two moves of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but it was no longer the Holy Spirit Sword Technique of Dugu Jian.

"You want to outnumber me?"

Xuan Biao didn't bother to distinguish which was the real Lin Zhu and which was the fake Lin Zhu. He immediately separated seven accomplices to exchange one for one with Lin Zhu.

It's just a phantom; once it's struck by the ghost, it has nowhere to hide.

But it's not that simple.

Lin Zhu unleashed his sword energy, and the six sword energies manifested from the same sword as his main body. With seven dragon roars, the seven vengeful spirits vanished.

Xuan Biao's pupils widened in shock. His tiger body trembled, and a black light burst forth from his tail, piercing towards what he believed to be his true form.

Unfortunately, it guessed wrong.

That wasn't the real body; it was an incarnation of sword energy.

The sword energy was pierced by the tip of its tiger tail, and the sword energy dissipated.

The remaining sword energy avatars also dissipated, and the dissipated power gathered on the Dragon Soul Sword.

The Dragon Soul Sword's blade condensed its sword energy, and Lin Zhu thrust forward at an extremely fast speed. The sword energy erupted and left his body, as if tearing through the void.

Xuan Biao dodged with all his might, but only managed to move half a body distance away.

A sound like tearing cloth rang out, and Xuan Biao's lower back was pierced by sword energy, but not completely through.