Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

"This bead is too small, it's no fun to handle." Lin Zhao curled his lip. "Why don't we just cut out the golden cores of everyone in the Qingyun Sect and make a bigger one!"

"Lin Zhao! Don't go too far!"

At this point, Chu Feifan could no longer pretend and stood up and shouted, but he was already preparing to slip away.

"I almost forgot about you."

Lin Zhao squinted at Chu Feifan, then chuckled and chased after him.

Chu Feifan, however, abandoned his chivalrous demeanor and focused solely on running, refusing to engage Lin Zhao in direct combat. He concentrated intently and quickly covered more than ten miles. Lin Zhao chased after him, pursuing him all the way from the foot of Qingyun Mountain to its summit.

Chu Feifan only stopped when he reached a spacious high platform at the top of Qingyunmen Peak.

He swallowed the blood in his throat; the intense running he had just done had really exhausted him.

He didn't know when it started, but even though he used the system to absorb the women's power, he still felt increasingly powerless.

Chu Feifan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Lin... Zhao! Your... death is near!"

[Currently, 50% of Chu Feifan's luck value has been transferred...]

Lin Zhao listened to the 710 broadcast without any fear.

"Humph."

Chu Feifan sneered smugly, then suddenly raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers! Form ranks! Avenge Master and Junior Sister!"

In an instant, the entire Qingyun Sect responded to the call. One after another, Qingyun Sect disciples emerged from those previously secluded places, each of them dispelling their invisibility spells, holding swords, and chanting incantations, weaving countless golden threads across the sky.

Where Lin Zhao stood, a huge magic array appeared on the ground, with golden lines spreading outwards from her feet.

Chu Feifan deliberately lured Lin Zhao to the core of the Qingyun Sect's grand formation, then gathered the power of the entire sect to control her, intending to capture her and make her a furnace for everyone!

"Sister Lin Zhao!"

Jin Zirou suddenly shouted and flew down from the sky. Chu Feifan's eyes lit up when he saw Jin Zirou appear, and he rushed over to stop her.

"She's trapped in the great formation and will soon become the furnace for the entire Qingyun Sect. Zirou, don't go near her!"

Jin Zirou suppressed her lingering feelings for Chu Feifan and slapped him across the face.

"What are you doing! Sister Lin Zhao can't be treated like this!"

She had just witnessed everything. Chu Feifan had conspired with the Qingyun Sect to set up several traps, deliberately trying to capture Lin Zhao!

"She treated me like that at Tiger Crane Manor! She even extracted my master's and junior sister's inner cores! She deserves to die!" Chu Feifan held Jin Zirou's arm tightly. "Zirou, don't worry, for your sake, I won't take her life! As long as she saves my sect!"

"Ha, you wish."

Lin Zhao curled his lips into a sneer from afar.

Seeing that the golden threads had climbed up Lin Zhao's legs and locked her up, Lin Zhao bent down slightly, hooked the golden threads on her feet, and then pulled hard.

"boom--"

The golden thread connected the magic array to the entire mountain where the Qingyun Sect was located. When Lin Zhao pulled it, the entire mountain was affected, and it suddenly shook violently.

The disciples who were casting spells to control the array were all attacked by the backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood and collapsing to the ground injured.

Those with shallower cultivation levels fainted on the spot.

"What! How could this be!" Chu Feifan exclaimed in shock.

The Qingyun Sect's grand formation couldn't control Lin Zhao?!

Lin Zhao laughed, "Hehe, it's not over yet."

As he spoke, Lin Zhao flicked the golden thread in his hand, and it immediately transformed into hundreds and thousands of knives, striking the Qingyun Sect disciple on the other end.

With a swift stroke of the blade, all the Qingyun Sect disciples were disemboweled.

With a swirl of the knife tip, all the golden cores of the Qingyun Sect disciples were extracted!

"Hahaha! I, Lin Zhao, always keep my word!"

As Lin Zhao laughed, she collected all the golden pills. The beads of all sizes gathered in her hand, and with a flick of her palm, three large and bright golden pills instantly condensed.

"This feel is barely acceptable."

Her gaze locked onto Chu Feifan. "Your turn."

Three large golden pills flew out with a "whoosh" and hit Chu Feifan's body and legs like meteorites.

Chu Feifan staggered backward, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood. The place where the golden pill had struck him was dented into several large blood pits, and his bones were completely shattered.

"Ugh!"

Chu Feifan's spiritual energy was depleted by the impact of the golden core, and he fell to the ground, trembling as he retreated.

Lin Zhao stepped forward, carrying the Godslayer sword, and plunged it into the wound in Chu Feifan's abdomen.

Stirring it little by little, slowly and leisurely.

"Ahhhh-"

The knife pierced deeper and deeper, the flesh and blood tangled together into a pulp, and the golden elixir gradually appeared.

"A sect should be kept in good order."

No! No—

Chu Feifan struggled violently.

That was the golden core he had painstakingly formed, containing the supreme cultivation he had obtained by chance. He couldn't just give it away to Lin Zhao like that!

"Ha—ah!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Chu Feifan silently summoned the system in his mind, desperately drawing energy from the women he had once cultivated with to resist Lin Zhao.

[Currently, 60% of Chu Feifan's luck value has been transferred...]

[Currently, 70% of Chu Feifan's luck value has been transferred...]

[Currently, 80% of Chu Feifan's luck value has been transferred...]

Lin Zhao listened silently to the broadcast, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, his excitement increasing, and his blows becoming heavier and heavier.

[Currently, 90% of Chu Feifan's luck value has been transferred...]

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao flicked his blade and completely extracted Chu Feifan's golden core.

Then I stomped on it and crushed it.

"No—my golden core—"

Chu Feifan wept bitterly, the pain in his heart far surpassing the physical pain of seeing his golden core damaged.

"No...why...why!"

Chu Feifan couldn't understand why, even though he had maximized the use of the absorption system, he was still no match for Lin Zhao.

He's always had great luck; he always manages to win by the skin of his teeth...

"Hahahaha! You piece of trash, not even worth refining by me!"

Lin Zhao crushed Chu Feifan's golden core into tiny pieces, turning it into shards of glass, and the last trace of spiritual energy leaked out.

She swung her knife again, stabbing Chu Feifan right through.

"puff--"

"No...I won't...lose like this..."

Chu Feifan lay on the ground, his hand still struggling to reach forward.

"Save...save me...Master...Junior Sister..."

"Aha, you can save me if you want."

Lin Zhao suddenly had another fun idea.

[710, Anchor all Qingyun Sect disciples, prepare to unleash the power of absorption!]

【receive! 】

710 obediently saluted, and through the golden magic threads that Lin Zhao was holding, quickly anchored all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Oh, by the way, kick Junior Sister Xie Yao out of here.

Lin Zhao remembered it in time.

[I don't want a woman.]

Although 710 didn't know what Lin Zhao was planning, he obediently kicked Xie Yao out of the system's anchor network.

After 710 finished all this, Lin Zhao stroked his chin and approached Chu Feifan with an ambiguous expression.