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

Mu Wanqing: What kind of special man is he?

You Ruo: Actually, he's just a eunuch. What else could he be special about? Wen Chou Chou, who's by my father's side, is one.

Lin Zhu: Is Wen Chou Chou a eunuch?

You Ruo: Isn't that right? She walks with her hips swaying, and she's always wearing makeup. She looks disgusting.

Mu Wanqing: Ugh! I'd better not practice this kind of technique.

Dongfang Bai: You're starting to complain? If you don't want to practice, then don't.

Lin Zhu was a little curious, so he opened the Sunflower Manual in the group files and started reading. He didn't find the phrase "to practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself."

The Sunflower Manual, which originally followed the Yang meridians, has now become a Yin meridian technique. This technique can no longer be called the Sunflower Manual; it is now a completely new technique. However, once mastered, it can still achieve the ultimate goal of speed. Therefore, he gave Mu Wanqing some pointers.

Lin Zhu: This technique is very powerful. Once mastered, your speed will reach its limit. If you don't practice it, some of your progress over the past six months will be wasted. Have you reached the Innate Realm yet?

Mu Wanqing: No, it's really possible to practice? @Lin Zhu

Lin Zhu: Yes, you can practice it if you draw it from Dongfang Bai.

Mu Wanqing: Okay, I believe you.

Beside her, Qin Hongmian looked at her daughter's absent-minded appearance, sighed softly, and said, "Wan'er, when we get to Xinyang, we will definitely make that man give you an explanation."

"Huh? What?" Mu Wanqing seemed to have just come back to her senses and didn't hear what Qin Hongmian was saying.

"Never mind, you can continue," Qin Hongmian sighed.

It was already late, so the two found an inn in Chengdu to stay at, the Yuelai Inn.

Mu Wanqing said, "Mother, can you protect me? I think I'm about to break through."

"Hmm?" Qin Hongmian was surprised. "Innate?"

"Mm!" Mu Wanqing nodded.

Qin Hongmian's eyes lit up, and she nodded with a smile, saying, "Okay, you should break through quickly."

Mu Wanqing immediately began to familiarize herself with the Sunflower Manual, converting her six months of internal energy into Sunflower True Qi, and then using Sunflower True Qi to convert her own internal energy.

The nature of the Sunflower True Qi was stronger than the internal energy in her body. In no time, it helped her open the two bridges between heaven and earth, allowing spiritual energy to enter her body and break through to the innate level.

In just one night, she progressed from the acquired to the innate stage, and she felt that this group was very magical.

Judging from their names, they should all be women, including princesses and imperial concubines. I really don't know what force brought them together.

Yuelai Inn in Beijing.

There are four rooms for three people, and one room is still empty.

Therefore, Zhang San Niang and Huang Rong did not live together.

With the moon high in the sky, Zhang San Niang secretly opened the door and peeked out Huang Rong's window. She sensed that Huang Rong was still inside, practicing her internal energy.

He must have felt a sense of urgency because You Ruo was going to the capital, and it seems he was still afraid of being taught a lesson.

So he tiptoed to the door of Lin Zhu's room, pushed it open with his hand.

Then she tiptoed to the bedside.

Lin Zhu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his true energy constantly circulating within him, so he didn't need to meditate or cultivate at all.

Looking at Lin Zhu with her eyes closed, Zhang San Niang's eyes flashed with a hint of dazedness; even in her sleep, she was so beautiful.

Without realizing it, I bent down, intending to give him a quick kiss and then run away.

Little did she know, Lin Zhu had already sensed her arrival. He opened his eyes, stretched out his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"Waaaaah..."

She couldn't help but pat Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu then let her go.

She couldn't help but whisper, trembling, "How could you be so mean?"

"Sister, don't you like it? But you came." Lin Zhu's heart was also racing.

Zhang San Niang sensed it and felt very sweet inside, but she tried to cover it up by saying, "Alright, I should go now, otherwise it won't be good if Rong'er finds out."

Lin Zhu wasn't about to let her off so easily; he was about to turn the tables again.

After a long while, Zhang San Niang finally came out of the room, looking around furtively but finding nothing amiss.

Seeing that Huang Rong was still in the room, she quickly returned to her own room and quietly closed the door.

Chapter 102 The Mo Family: I'm the Most Beautiful

"Ooh ooh ooh~ Ooh!"

The sun had barely peeked out in the east when the crowing of roosters echoed throughout the capital.

But even earlier than the roosters are the crowds of people busy on the streets.

When Huang Rong woke up early in the morning, she felt that there was something strange about the atmosphere between Lin Zhu and Zhang San Niang, a pinkish kind of atmosphere.

I feel like I've missed out on something.

As she sipped the porridge she had cooked herself, she glanced at Zhang San Niang, who seemed a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Yu, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?"

"Huh? Really?" Zhang San Niang touched her face; it was indeed a little hot.

"Yes!" Huang Rong said, then looked at Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu's expression was very natural, which puzzled her a little.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, and looked at Zhang San Niang with a strange expression, "Sister Yu, you didn't have a dream last night, did you?"

"Huh?" Zhang San Niang was stunned. She hadn't been able to sleep all night because of her teasing. How could she be having a dream?

"No, no, I'm fine. Let's eat." She said, glaring at Lin Zhu with a very charming expression.

Seeing this, Lin Zhu's restless heart stirred again, and she transmitted her voice, "Sister Yu, I'll come to your room tonight."

"No!" Zhang San Niang blurted out in a panic.

"What do you mean, 'other'?" Huang Rong looked at her, feeling increasingly uneasy. A thought flashed through her mind, and she asked, "Did something happen last night that Rong'er doesn't know about?"

"Really? I don't think so." Zhang San Niang suddenly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Consort Yan and Ji Ru are coming later. Rong'er, would you like to show off your cooking skills?"

“Alright, I’ll try roasting pigeon today. I tried it once yesterday, and I already know how to do it.” Huang Rong became quite enthusiastic when she talked about it.

So, after breakfast, the three of them went out to the market to buy ingredients themselves.

Upon arriving at the market, someone said, "Have you heard? In a month, the God of Cookery, in conjunction with a place called the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, will hold a God of Cookery competition in the capital. They will determine the best chef in the world, who will be rewarded with 100,000 taels of silver and become famous throughout the land."

"The world's number one chef, what a prestigious title! He might even go down in history!" someone nearby couldn't help but exclaim.

"Unfortunately, we don't even know how to cook."

Upon hearing this news, Huang Rong's eyes lit up.

Zhang San Niang asked with a smile, "Rong'er, are you tempted to sign up?"

Huang Rong shook her head. "I don't want to, but I can go and see if I can learn anything from them. Let's go buy some groceries first."

The three of them purchased a batch of high-quality ingredients and stored them discreetly into their spatial storage, carrying only one in their hands.

Stepping out of the market, you are greeted by the lively atmosphere of the bustling street.

"Master, the Food God Competition is still a month away. Why are we in the capital so early?" Four people approached, and one of the children shouted.

"Haven't you been clamoring to come to the capital every day? Your master will bring you here to have some fun." The speaker was a fat man, but he was a fat man with the strength of a grandmaster, and he looked very honest.

He carried a toolbox on his back, containing pots and pans, as well as a sharp black iron cleaver, which looked to be the same model as Huang Rong's.

"You would be so kind?" the child asked, somewhat incredulously.

"Tianming, how dare you speak to Master Butcher like that?" A young man punched the child in the head from his left.

Upon hearing this name, Lin Zhu turned to look at the four people.

"Mom, look at Dad, he punched me again. He's the one who'll make me stupid!" Tianming complained angrily to a woman next to him.

The woman was very beautiful. Although she had already given birth to such a big son, she was still youthful and beautiful, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

"You deserve to be hit." As she spoke, she tugged at his cheek.

In Lin Zhu's eyes, this child was born to play.

Master Butcher said, "Tianming, what you're practicing is the skill of taking beatings. Taking more beatings is good for your health."

"Ugh! I told you I didn't want to practice this martial art, but you all forced me to. I hate you guys!"

The child named Tianming looked utterly hopeless, filled with a sense of sorrow for having ended up with such parents and a master.

"Hahaha, this kid is so funny." Huang Rong couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Tianming looked over upon hearing the sound, and upon seeing the three women, his eyes lit up. He exclaimed, "What beautiful sisters! The one in the blue dress is even more beautiful than you, Mother!"

Zhang San Niang and Huang Rong both turned to look at Lin Zhu, their eyes filled with smiles.

Tianming's mother also looked at Lin Zhu and the other two, then walked towards them and asked, "You are Lin Zhu, Zhang San Niang, and Huang Rong, right?"

Lin Zhu asked in confusion, "You're in there too? Who are you?"

Tianming's mother said, "Take a guess?" She said with a hint of playfulness.

Zhang San Niang and Huang Rong then looked at Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu roughly knew this person's real identity, but she really didn't know what her name was in the group. There were also more than half of the people in the group who hadn't revealed their identities.

But this didn't stump him. He said, "Is that Jing Ke?" Then he looked at Tianming and said, "Is this you and your son, Jing Tianming? And that is the Mo family's head chef, Butcher Ding."

"Wow, that's amazing! My name is Ali, you can also call me Liji. I'm the most beautiful in the Mo family." Liji said with a smile, blinking her eyes at the three of them, still looking like a little girl.

"Lin Daiyu was so beautiful," she added at the end.

“Sister Li, you should call him brother,” Zhang San Niang said quickly, emphasizing the point.

Li Ji immediately understood and nodded with a smile, saying, "Okay, Brother Lin."

Jing Tianming ran over, "Mom, do you know these pretty ladies?"

“Yes, I know them. They are my mother’s good friends,” Li Ji said with a smile.