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

Yan Lingji's heart clenched.

Xihe sensed it and asked, "You like him?"

"Yes." Yan Lingji nodded, admitting it quite readily.

Xihe waved her jade hand and said, "Then I'll help him."

The next moment, the solar energy on Lin Zhu's body became even more intense. He had originally planned to slowly absorb the solar essence to transform it into the Undying Calamity Mark, but now he had to speed up the process.

For every minute faster the absorption of the sun's true fire increases, the pain doubles.

Yan Lingji panicked, "Your Majesty, didn't you say you would help him?"

“That’s right!” Xihe nodded. “He’s too timid. How can he condense the Undying Calamity Pattern by absorbing so little solar power? I’ll help him.”

"Is that so?" Yan Lingji asked, half believing and half doubting.

Lin Zhu: I was almost killed by your wife.

At this moment, his concentration was extremely focused, and therefore his perception of pain was also stronger.

On his back, near his shoulder blades, a three-legged golden crow pattern was slowly gathering, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The prototype of the Undying Calamity Mark is about to take shape; it can be gradually perfected from here on out.

Just as he was about to activate the Weak Water Divine Kun Calamity Pattern to sever the connection with the power of the sun, the power of the sun suddenly increased again.

"No way, not again!"

He felt like someone was targeting him.

Could it be the Ten Golden Crows?

The Three-Legged Purple Golden Crow did not know where the Ten Golden Crows had gone, after all, its predecessor had died young.

Because the power of the sun is too intense, if the Weak Water Divine Kun Calamity Pattern comes into contact with it, at best the attempt will fail, and at worst the Weak Water Calamity Pattern itself will be broken.

Therefore, he could only go all out to absorb the sun's power more quickly.

The golden crow tribulation pattern on its back became increasingly eye-catching, and the rudimentary form of the tribulation pattern not only rapidly condensed but also continued to improve.

Under the Fusang tree, Xihe looked at Yanlingji and said, "See? I'm helping him. Some people won't know their potential until they're pushed."

Yan Lingji was still worried, "but he looked like he was in a lot of pain."

"That's normal. Everyone who cultivates the Eternal Body suffers like this. Xing Tian went through much more pain back then."

Xihe was referring to Xing Tian at the third realm of the Laws, while Lin Zhu was two major realms below Xing Tian at that time.

Yan Lingji was unaware of this, but since Xihe was the Dao Lord and the Sun Goddess, she thought it must be correct, so she nodded.

Xihe stroked Yan Lingji's head with a loving expression, then added fuel to the fire for Lin Zhu.

"Damn it, here we go again!"

He shouted it out directly.

Just before it opened its mouth, Xihe blocked the sound from the mirror, even blurring its lip movements, and it became: "Well done!"

Then Yan Lingji became even more certain.

However, Xihe really had no intention of harming Lin Zhu; she just didn't want him to cultivate so comfortably.

Before, it was clear that he hadn't reached his limit yet, but now he's almost there.

His personality has become somewhat unpleasant.

Lin Zhu can no longer feel pain; she doesn't have the energy to feel it anymore.

One wrong move and there really is a risk of death.

Of course, at most the physical body will perish, but the soul will be protected by the Ninth Grade Creation Green Lotus and will be fine.

Behind it, the rudimentary form of the Golden Crow Calamity Pattern was fully condensed, and then special Dao patterns formed feathers that refined the body of the Golden Crow.

After eighty-one days, Lin Zhu, who felt as if he had walked through the eighteenth level of hell, finally ended his torment.

Over these eighty-one days, the sun was scorching hot during the day.

At night, the sun disappears and the moon appears, and the sun's power continues to descend, which piques Wang Shu's interest.

During this time, both Houtu and Nuwa sensed it.

Nuwa asked, "Aren't you going to stop them?"

Houtu snorted coldly, "He's a bit of a coward, Xihe is helping him."

Nuwa made a pitiful "tsk tsk tsk" sound, "Poor little bamboo! But I must say, he's still quite tough."

Houtu nodded. "I admire that about him. He has great potential and needs to be pushed."

"Are you sure it's not because he's good-looking?"

Because of Lin Zhu and the others, Nuwa and Houtu began to communicate more and more.

Houtu did not deny it, saying, "That's part of the reason."

“Fellow Daoist is frank.” A flash of blue light appeared in the cycle of reincarnation. “I’m sending you a feast so they can have a taste as well.”

Houtu looked at the exquisite dishes on the table in front of her and asked, "Is this the work of the God of Food?"

"No, you should try it. I think it's better than the God of Cookery's cooking," Nuwa said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Chapter 799 (A dish to watch while eating)

Houtu, unsuspecting, stretched out a pair of chopsticks and tasted a bite of the secret-recipe green dragon liver.

Needless to say, the taste upon first bite is absolutely delicious.

Then came a wave of sadness, which surprised her greatly; she couldn't believe that this dish could affect her mood.

"To be able to integrate the seven emotions and six desires into it, yet not through supernatural powers or magic, nor through unorthodox methods, truly demonstrates the natural way of the Dao, which is extremely rare. May I ask which fellow Daoist you are?"

Nuwa smiled mysteriously, "Fellow Daoist, please try a few more dishes."

When Houtu saw that Nuwa didn't say anything, she didn't try to guess. Instead, she started to taste the dishes one by one.

The myriad flavors on the table, combined with the ebb and flow of emotions, create an extraordinary experience.

Different dishes have different flavors, and the emotions they embody are also different.

Houtu's mind raced instantly, and she asked, "Is it that girl named Abe?"

Nuwa was not surprised that Houtu could guess it, and nodded, saying, "That's right, it's her."

Houtu nodded and then said, "When can I invite them to my Samsara Palace for a visit so we can have a chat?"

Nuwa said, "You can let them come to my Nuwa Palace to take a look first."

Houtu agreed, "Okay, we'll find a suitable time then."

Nuwa asked, "The Heavenly Peach Banquet is about to begin. Who do you plan to send this time?"

Houtu said, "I'll just have Xiaozhu go in my place. What about you?"

Nuwa said, "Then this time I will have Yang Chan take Qing'er over."

Houtu was taken aback. "I remember you were trying to matchmake Xiaozhu and Yang Chan, so why did you bring Qing'er along?"

Nuwa said, "Don't you think this is fun?"

Houtu glanced at Lin Zhu, whose face was contorted in pain, and said, "You're going to ruin him."

"Actually, judging from the lingering emotions on his body, it's just two people. It's nothing to him," Nuwa said, peeling a pine nut and putting it in her mouth.

A top-grade innate spiritual root, the Five-Needle Pine.

The gift of gratitude sent by Yuanshi Tianzun back then.

Houtu sat at the table, watching Lin Zhu cultivate while savoring the delicious food, which made her very happy.

"It seems the two of you have been communicating quite frequently lately!" A surge of Yin energy interrupted their conversation.

"Sister Wangshu is here!" Nuwa and Houtu greeted in unison.

Neither of them would yield to the other, so they addressed each other as fellow Daoists.

But for Wangshu and Xihe, you can simply call them younger sisters.

Then there were Wangshu and Xihe, neither of them willing to concede to the other.

"I noticed the aura of my two older sisters on that little guy, so I came over to check. Sister Houtu, what are you eating?"

"Your sister Nuwa arranged a banquet for me. Next time, ask her to arrange a table for you to try as well. The food is delicious and worth tasting."

Hou Tu means to stop eating when speaking.

Wang Shu blinked twice, looking quite adorable. She was clearly more interested in the food in front of Hou Tu, while Lin Zhu, being fragile, showed little interest.

"If Sister Houtu says it's good, then it must be good."

Nuwa said, "The person who can cook this feast is still resting. Sister Wangshu may have to wait for a while."

"Then thank you in advance, Sister Nuwa." Wang Shu looked on with anticipation, then took out two wine jugs. "These are newly brewed laurel wines. Please, both of you, have a taste."

The two reached out and took it, asking, "Has another 30,000 years passed?"

Houtu poured herself a cup first. It was incredibly cold to the taste, and it contained pure innate Taiyin power, which was imbued with the Great Dao of Taiyin.

Even those at the third level of the Law Realm would be knocked out by just one cup of this wine.

Those at the Hunyuan Realm can barely appreciate one or two aspects of it.

A sip of wine and a bite of food made Wang Shu's mouth water.

To be honest, she wouldn't mind sharing a table with Houtu.

But since Houtu didn't speak, she didn't say anything either.

Under the Fusang tree, Yan Lingji watched as Lin Zhu persevered for eighty-one days and felt that Xi He was indeed helping Lin Zhu, and she had long since put her mind at ease.

Xihe was also surprised that Lin Zhu could persist for so long.

Originally, she was supposed to withdraw the power of the sun on the ninth day, fearing that it would cause problems for the bamboo forest.

Unexpectedly, the power of creation overflowed from Lin Zhu's left eye, which enhanced the fusion of the Nirvana Phoenix Flame and the True Fire of the Sun, greatly increasing his endurance.