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

This is the wonderful application of Mingyu Gong combined with the technique of "transferring flowers and jade".

The fiery blade energy entered his body but did not harm him in the slightest. Instead, it traveled along his meridians and instantly transferred to his right hand. With the support of his true essence, an even thicker and sharper fiery blade was unleashed, striking directly at Kumārajīva's face.

Kumārajīva was startled. He flipped to the side, doing two and a half spins in mid-air to dodge the flaming blade, but his monk's robe was charred and torn.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. This is the Murong family's way of turning the tide. You are not surnamed Lin, you are a member of the Murong family!"

"This is 'transferring flowers and jade,' not some kind of 'shifting stars and changing constellations,'" Lin Zhu explained. "Have you ever heard of the Flower Transfer Palace?"

"So you are the Grand Palace Master Yaoyue, no wonder, no wonder." Kumārajīva was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"Alas!" Lin Zhu sighed and said, "I didn't expect that even you, Grand Preceptor, couldn't see through my true nature and only saw my superficial appearance."

Kumārajīva was puzzled. "What do you mean by that, benefactor?"

"I am a man, how could I be the Grand Palace Master of Yaoyue? If you can't even see that, it seems that your Buddhist understanding and martial arts skills are not very good, Grand Preceptor!"

Kumārajīva paused, "This humble monk is still a human, not a Buddha. Looking at you, who could tell you're a man?"

He felt stifled, and his face flushed slightly. He couldn't help but ask, "If that's the case, how do you explain your ability to 'transfer flowers to jade'?"

"Of course I'll learn it. There's a martial arts holy land where you can find all kinds of martial arts. For example, the four great books of the world: the Longevity Manual, the Compassionate Sword Manual, and the Heavenly Demon Strategy; the Three-Part Return to Origin and the Three Perfections of Fist, Leg and Palm from the World Society; the Six Great Divine Skills of the Free and Unfettered Sect; and all sorts of strange books from the Taoist sect. There are dozens of unique skills that can rival the Six Meridian Divine Sword."

With each new martial art Lin Zhu mentioned, Kumārajīva's expression became more interesting. In that case, what was the Langhuan Jade Cave?

But he didn't believe it. "Where in the world is such a place? Don't speak nonsense, benefactor. Even if it were the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository, such divine skills would only be the Yi Jin Jing, Xi Sui Jing, Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, and Tathagata Palm.

"The Imperial Advisor doesn't believe it!" Lin Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Look at this!"

A gust of wind arose, and he appeared beside Kumārajīva as if by teleportation. Then, he unleashed a powerful palm strike, like flowing water and drifting clouds.

Kumārajīva hastily defended himself, using a powerful and heavy Prajna Palm technique to block the attack.

The two of them were surrounded by surging waves of energy.

Lin Zhu used the momentum to retreat, "Grand Preceptor, could you tell what kind of footwork I used, and what was the purpose of this palm strike?"

Kumārajīva then realized that Lin Zhu was demonstrating martial arts and testing his teacher at the same time.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Its movements are like the wind, and its palm strikes are like flowing clouds. Could it be the Wind God Leg and the Cloud Dispelling Palm?"

"Congratulations, Imperial Preceptor, your answer is correct." Lin Zhu clapped his hands and then said, "Look at this now!"

He flicked his finger, and a burst of energy shot out, its power no less than that of the One-Finger Divine Skill.

Kumārajīva swiftly dodged, avoiding the attack.

"Flick of the Finger, Huang Yaoshi's unique skill from Peach Blossom Island."

"The Grand Preceptor has excellent eyesight, look again!" Lin Zhu's movements were as swift as lightning, his arms like plum blossoms blooming, attacking Kumārajīva from all directions.

Kumārajīva hurriedly defended himself, asking, "What is this now?"

"The Heavenly Mountain Plum Blossom Hand," Lin Zhu said, "is one of the top martial arts techniques of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

While speaking, he kept making moves. At first, Kumārajīva was able to block them, but as Lin Zhu's moves became faster and more exquisite, he began to struggle to defend himself.

'Oh no, I've been tricked.'

Chapter 62 Kumārajīva, who refused to accept his fate

The Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, inherited from the Tianshan Child Granny, incorporates far too many martial arts techniques. Its moves are extremely complex, and a single strike can change several times in an instant, leaving only afterimages of the hand in sight.

Kumārajīva felt as if he were being besieged by several grandmasters, and he was completely unable to cope with them.

The next moment, his body went numb as two major acupoints on his chest were pressed, rendering him unable to move.

"Grand Preceptor, you flatter me." Lin Zhu stepped back, cupped his hands, and said, "This is to repay the Grand Preceptor for that flaming blade attack last time."

"You," Kumārajīva was furious, then realized that he was now like meat on a chopping board, his life and death beyond his control. "You are truly wise beyond your years, benefactor. This humble monk is humbled."

"You're too kind, Grand Preceptor." Lin Zhu smiled and then groped him as well.

"Benefactor, what are you doing?" Kumārajīva asked, somewhat uncomfortable. "How can you be so rude?"

Lin Zhu ignored him and found two secret manuals in his arms: the Flaming Blade and the Lesser Formless Skill.

"Huh, you actually have this book too." Lin Zhu opened it and looked at it; it was indeed the same as the Lesser Formless Skill in the group.

"This humble monk obtained it by chance," Kumārajīva said without batting an eye.

"Tch, I'll go ask." Lin Zhu said, ignoring Kumārajīva, and went straight to find Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan and Zhang Sanniang were waiting for him in the front hall. When they saw him arrive, they asked in unison, "Well, who is it?"

“It was the national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom, and I sealed his pressure points.” Lin Zhu said, taking out the Xiaowuxianggong manual and asking, “Sister Yan, can you take a look and see if this is the manual from the Langhuan Jade Cave?”

Wang Yuyan reached out and took it, looked at it, and said, "It is indeed what you took out?"

“No, it was found on Kumārajīva.” Lin Zhu said, then took out the Flame Blade. “This was originally his signature move, the Tantric Flame Blade, it’s quite powerful.”

To be honest, he could defeat Kumārajīva without using a scheme, but he couldn't subdue him.

“We’ll go with you to take a look.” Zhang San Niang wasn’t curious about the Flaming Blade at all; she had it in the Lesser Formless Skill group. Instead, she was interested in Kumārajīva, the thief who was the national teacher of the Tibetan Kingdom.

Wang Yuyan is also one of them.

The two followed Lin Zhu to the front of the Langhuan Jade Cave.

Lin Zhu said from afar, "Grand Preceptor, the master has arrived. Let's see what you have to say."

Kumārajīva was still concerned about his image, and he wanted to turn his head away from Wang Yuyan, not daring to meet her eyes.

"The Imperial Advisor is getting embarrassed," Lin Zhu teased.

Wang Yuyan and Zhang Sanniang stared intently at Kumārajīva and asked, "Is this really the National Preceptor of Tibet? Why would he come to my house to steal things?"

"Your family must be very skilled in martial arts!" Zhang San Niang said casually.

Kumārajīva wanted to deny his identity as the National Preceptor of Tibet, but his status as a monk made him unable to say it, since Lin Zhu knew about it. His old face turned bright red with embarrassment.

He tried to break free of the acupoints, but he had been struck by the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique and could not escape.

Their only stubbornness is refusing to speak or admit anything.

Zhang San Niang looked at Lin Zhu and asked, "How should we deal with this Imperial Advisor?"

Lin Zhu then looked at Wang Yuyan and asked, "What do you think?"

Wang Yuyan thought for a moment and said, "He hasn't hurt us, so why don't we just let him go?"

“That won’t do. They came to steal things, how can we just let them go?” Zhang San Niang immediately objected.

"What should we do then?" Wang Yuyan was at a loss and could only look to Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait for Auntie to come back and let her handle it."

"Then my mother will use him as fertilizer," Wang Yuyan said with a touch of reluctance.

Kumārajīva finally spoke, “Amitabha, female benefactor, you are kind-hearted, this humble monk thanks you.” After saying that, he looked at Lin Zhu, “Benefactor Lin, you should give this humble monk a quick death, so that this humble monk can ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss sooner.”

He really didn't want to be used as fertilizer, nor did he want to die. There were still many martial arts techniques in this world waiting for him to learn!

So he put on the airs of a highly accomplished monk.

Little did they know, in the eyes of the three, this image was quite incongruous with his current appearance.

Lin Zhu sighed and nodded, saying, "Since the Imperial Advisor has this idea, then this junior has no choice but to grant your wish."

"Wait!" Seeing that Lin Zhu really intended to kill him, Kumārajīva immediately cowered and said, "Benefactor Lin, do you still remember when we first met, you treated me to a meal?"

Lin Zhu paused for a moment upon hearing this, then asked, "Do you know Xu Chongxiao, the Supreme Elder of the Beggars' Sect?"

Kumārajīva didn't understand why he was asking this. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of the person in question, so he said, "I don't know."

Lin Zhu said, "He invited Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, to dinner."

"So what?" Kumārajīva had a bad feeling.

Lin Zhu looked at Zhang San Niang and asked, "Sister Yu, what happened to Elder Xu afterwards?"

Zhang Sanniang pretended to recall for a moment, then said, "It seems that Chief Hong stabbed me three times and left six holes in my body." She turned to Wang Yuyan, "Yuyan, am I remembering correctly?"

Wang Yuyan said innocently, "If I remember correctly, that's how it was too, there was a lot of blood."

Kumārajīva felt utterly exhausted. As the dignified National Preceptor of the Tibetan Kingdom and a grandmaster of martial arts, he was now being toyed with by three juniors.

"What exactly do you want?" he asked.

Lin Zhu, instead of answering the question directly, asked, "I've heard that your Tantric sect has a supreme body-refining technique called the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill. Do you know it?"

"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill!" Kumārajīva exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know?"

There is such a martial art, but it is only for people with mediocre talent. Only at the tenth level can one generate true qi from the outside in, so it is not very useful.

He was very curious about how Lin Zhu knew this, and why.

"Where did you learn that? This humble monk remembers that only the protectors of my Tantric sect know this technique; it should not be passed on to outsiders."

"So you don't know how anymore?" Lin Zhu asked.

Kumārajīva thought to himself, "Of course not. With his exceptional talent, why would he learn such a stupid technique?"

"This humble monk truly does not know."

"That's no use." Lin Zhu shrugged. "Now I'll grant your wish, Grand Preceptor, and send you to the Pure Land to see Buddha."

"No, no!" Kumārajīva continued, "But this humble monk has a way to obtain it. Although this technique is a unique skill in Tantric Buddhism, few people are interested in it. This humble monk can easily get his hands on it, as long as you let this humble monk go back."

Lin Zhu thought for a moment, then shook his head. "The Grand Preceptor is a great master of the Tubo Kingdom. I cannot let the tiger return to the mountain, you know that."

Kumārajīva's heart stirred. "Then aren't you afraid that this humble monk will die in the Great Zhou, which would then trigger a war between the two countries?"

"Heh!" Lin Zhu laughed, "What makes you think that Tibet has the strength to fight against my Great Zhou? Is it because the Shu Han King's army is weak, or the Qin King's elite troops are too weak? You're being too presumptuous. Besides, who knew you'd die here?"

Kumārajīva fell silent, looking somewhat resigned to his fate.

Suddenly, his face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he tried to forcefully break through the acupoints.

He actually managed to break through, and then turned to run away.

Lin Zhu immediately pulled Wang Yuyan and Zhang Sanniang apart, and the three of them dodged the spurting blood together.

Chapter 63 Buries Kumārajīva