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

Lin Zhu has keen senses. With a light sniff, he smelled the bloody scent in the air and followed the smell.

On the treetops in front of the Taoist temple, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling watched Lin Zhu's departing figure and cried out in their hearts, "Hey, what do we do? Are you just going to abandon us like this?"

Lin Zhu certainly hadn't forgotten them, but Shi Long was more important.

To prevent any accidents from happening, he needed to find Shilong as soon as possible.

The figure in blue moved swiftly and nimbly on the back mountain. Following the scent of blood, Lin Zhu saw a dilapidated temple halfway up the other side of the mountain.

Just then, another figure appeared, sword in hand, floating towards them from the opposite side.

The two landed at the same time.

"Who are you?" Before Lin Zhu could speak, the woman with the sword opposite him asked first.

"And who are you?" Lin Zhu asked in return, having already guessed who you were.

"Fu Junzhuo".

Fu Junzhuo had found out the location of the Longevity Formula long ago and had been keeping an eye on Shi Long for some time, but she was unable to take him down. Therefore, she secretly leaked the information to Yuwen Huaji, hoping that the two of them would fight to the death so that she could reap the benefits.

Unfortunately, things did not go as she expected; Yuwen Huaji had actually become a Grandmaster.

However, Lin Zhu's interference in the end gave her the opportunity, and she also tracked him all the way to this place.

She started tracking earlier than Lin Zhu, but she didn't have Lin Zhu's keen senses, so she took many detours.

That's how the two met unexpectedly.

"Lin Zhu. Are you a disciple of Fu Cailin, the unparalleled master of Goguryeo?"

He was just asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"Indeed, but I was unaware that such a young talent as you had emerged from the Central Plains." Fu Junzhuo looked at Lin Zhu warily. "Are you here to steal the Longevity Scripture as well?"

“That’s right.” Lin Zhu readily admitted, “The Longevity Technique is the supreme cultivation method of our Central Plains Daoist sect. As a Goguryeo person, you don’t need to covet it.”

"Heh!" Fu Junzhuo sneered, "In ancient times, there was no such thing as the Central Plains. Whoever snatched the Longevity Scripture got it."

With a "clang," the sword was drawn, and a sword aura shot towards Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu reacted quickly, pinching the sword energy upwards with two fingers of his right hand, shattering it.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate!" Several fingers were pointed out, and beams of finger force pierced through the air, shooting towards Fu Junzhuo from different directions.

Fu Junzhuo swung her sword to parry, and with several clanging sounds, she blocked each of the plum blossom finger strikes.

Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Zhu lunged forward, his palm moving like a swimming dragon as he attacked Fu Junzhuo. In an instant, the distance between the two was only a few feet.

Fu Junzhuo touched the ground with her toes and tried to retreat, but unfortunately she couldn't shake off Lin Zhu, and her long sword was constantly restrained.

A chill ran through him. He turned his left hand into a palm, intending to clash with Lin Zhu's palm and then use the force to retreat.

Before he could even fully extend his palm, his wrist was grabbed and pulled by a force.

The speed of the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique is incredibly fast; it's truly unexpected.

Lin Zhu pulled with his right hand and pushed with his left, accurately hitting Fu Junzhuo's left chest. The force was soft and weak, and the palm strike was cushioned for a moment. Then, it broke through Fu Junzhuo's protective true energy and invaded her heart meridian.

Unable to resist, Lin Zhu turned her palm into a claw and subconsciously squeezed it.

Feeling something unusual on her chest, Fu Junzhuo was surprised. 'We're both women, what's there to pinch? Don't you have any?'

Looking up, I realized that Lin Zhu was indeed not there.

Immediately afterwards, a salty, fishy taste welled up in my throat.

Even with sufficient cushioning, Lin Zhu's palm strike was still incredibly penetrating. Fu Junzhuo's heart meridian was damaged, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sensing that he was about to be sprayed in the face, Lin Zhu quickly let go, turned his body, and dodged it.

Chapter 39 An Unintentional Act Leads to a Success

Let go, dodge, all in one smooth motion.

Fu Junzhuo fell to the ground, looking at Lin Zhu with hatred and said, "If you kill me, my master will avenge me."

Lin Zhu hadn't decided whether to kill this woman yet, but after hearing her say that, he couldn't help but say, "Aren't you just courting death by saying that?"

"Death is death, what is there to fear?" Fu Junzhuo looked at Lin Zhu with a calm expression, as if she were facing death with great courage.

No, you're making it sound like I'm the villain.

He hesitated for a moment.

Actually, Fu Junzhuo wasn't a bad person, but unfortunately, she was from Goguryeo, and their positions were different.

As the saying goes, those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. Lin Zhu said, "I'll give you a quick death."

Fu Junzhuo closed her eyes, only to feel a chill in her chest as a finger force invaded her heart meridian, and she died shortly afterward.

Today marks Lin Zhu's first murder. First came Yuwen Huaji, and now comes Fu Junzhuo, one man and one woman.

I didn't feel nauseous, but I was still somewhat uncomfortable.

He sighed, slapped the ground, creating a deep crater, and buried Fu Junzhuo and her sword inside.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, may you rest in peace."

It was covered with earth and stones, and there wasn't even a tombstone left.

"What a pity." Lin Zhu sighed again, turned around and stepped into the dilapidated temple.

At this moment, the Xuanbing Energy within Shi Long's body had already erupted. He was dying, staring at the ceiling of the dilapidated temple, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He was nearing the end of his life.

Lin Zhu walked up to him and saw the wooden box peeking out from under his shirt.

"Do you have any last wishes?"

Shi Long's eyes widened, and he uttered several "uh uh uh" sounds, but in the end, he was unable to reveal his last wish. His head tilted to the side, and he breathed his last.

Lin Zhu slowly walked forward, bent down to take the wooden box, and opened it. Inside was a roll of gold-threaded silk. When unfolded, it was covered with oracle bone script and various decipherments by predecessors, along with seven diagrams of human meridians and acupoints, each marked with a seven-colored arrow.

At first glance, these arrows appear extremely messy.

However, due to preconceived notions, Lin Zhu examined the seven colored arrows separately: gold, cyan, blue, red, yellow, black, and white. These seven colors corresponded to the seven attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, and yang.

At first, he felt that he might not be able to fully comprehend its mysteries, and thought that he would ask Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling to help him figure it out, and then they would tell him the key points.

But it was this feeling of being without desires that allowed him to see the third picture clearly.

In an instant, the Water Flowing Body Meridian Chart transformed into a spring, originating from the Guanyuan acupoint, flowing through the Kidney Meridian, gathering the body's essence and energy, forming streams and rivers, and eventually large rivers. After a complete cycle, all the rivers flowed into the sea and into the Dantian Qi Sea.

The body remains still, but the mind moves as it pleases.

Unconsciously, I fell into a state of ignorance and numbness, a state of forgetting myself and the world around me.

Mingyu's true essence was guided to circulate in this special way, passing through various hidden acupoints, and her meridians felt stretched.

His body was surrounded by spiritual energy, forming a cloud of spiritual mist that flowed into his various acupoints.

As the true energy circulated repeatedly within his body, his meridians were rapidly expanded, and his already fair skin became even more hydrated.

Before he knew it, the sun rose, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face, waking him from his state of enlightenment.

When she opened her eyes, they were watery, yet they resembled two incredibly deep abysses, mysterious and captivating.

He stared blankly at the Longevity Manual in his hand. "It's done already? Wasn't it said that only people without internal energy could master it?"

Within his body, the nature of Mingyu True Essence underwent some changes, not only becoming extremely restrained but also several times more profound while remaining pure.

What was once as deep as an abyss is now as vast as an abyss.

Furthermore, his breathing speed was extremely fast, and his true essence was constantly circulating. He could feel his power increasing every second.

At the same time, he was also mentally sharp and his five senses were enhanced, allowing him to hear sounds from miles away.

With increasingly agile thinking, it becomes easier to understand certain martial arts techniques.

"It seems I really am a genius."

He couldn't help but smile, sighed, and then looked at the other six pictures.

Each of these six paintings has a different practice method than the Water Flow Painting, so I was unable to master it.

"Forget it, let's leave it to those two 'tools'."

Outside the Shilong Dojo, a night had passed. Fearing being implicated, the disciples, seeing that Lin Zhu had not returned for a long time, hurriedly fled down the mountain.

They happened to see a group of Yuwen Clan subordinates watching over horses, and then a fight broke out.

The Shilong Dojo had dozens of disciples, while the Yuwen Clan only had a few men under their command.

Both sides were of similar skill level. The disciples of Shilong Dojo, outnumbering the others, wiped out the Yuwen Clan members and then each led a horse away quickly.

Lin Zhu set fire to the stone dragon and cremated it.

Even if Shi Long and Fu Junzhuo become ghosts, at least they have a companion.

Once again using the bird-chasing method to travel, Lin Zhu felt even lighter, able to use his feet to gain leverage in the air, making him feel like a bird in flight, able to fly several miles in one breath.

The speed is much faster than before.

From the dilapidated temple to the entrance of the Shilong Taoist temple, it took only a short time, but the true energy in the body was replenished during the process of consumption.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were half asleep in the tree, completely still, standing up.

Outside the dojo, apart from the corpses of the Yuwen clan and some dojo disciples, there was no one else.

"Did they all run away?"

Hearing Lin Zhu's voice, the two people in the tree woke up with a start, and then were overjoyed.

They were pinned to the tree overnight, and now their whole bodies ached terribly, they couldn't make a sound, and they felt incredibly frustrated.

Lin Zhu hadn't forgotten them. He leaped up into a tree and quickly tapped their pressure points twice to release them from their pressure points.

"Ah, I'm alive again!" Kou Zhong couldn't help but shout. "Young master, do whatever you want with me, I never want to suffer like I did last night again."

Xu Ziling nodded in agreement, "Yeah, just tell me how you're going to deal with us, stop messing with us."

"Sorry, I accidentally grasped something last night and neglected you guys. Don't worry, I've already got the item, and I'll teach you martial arts later."

Lin Zhu made a promise.

"Really? You'd be that kind?" Kou Zhong looked at the scene of corpses strewn across the field ahead, not really believing what Lin Zhu was saying.