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

Lin Zhao was not surprised to receive the challenge from Tianjianmen; she had been waiting for it.

With Mrs. Fang's financial maneuvering, Lin Zhao's fan base is now almost as large as Ling Linyu's back then. She accepted the challenge and openly started a live stream.

They put on a show of pretense, but arranged it haphazardly and in a chaotic mess.

She even got her hands on a toy wooden sword and brandished it around a bit.

Then he sat down with an air of nonchalance.

The two sides were locked in a battle of wits, separated by a thousand miles.

Some people on the other side of the gate were live-streaming, and others were watching the live stream. When they saw Lin Zhao's arrangement, they laughed at him mercilessly.

Then, they took out the sect's treasured items, such as the Vajra Peach Wood Sword, the Seven Star Cinnabar, and the Cold Jade Compass. Even the incense used to open the altar was made of earth and wood from the dragon vein, which had been consecrated in front of the hall for seven days and seven nights.

A single comparison reveals the difference in quality.

Lin Zhao's fans became worried, while the people from Tianjianmen laughed wildly.

Lin Zhao scrolled through a few comments, completely unconcerned.

"If you're going to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense."

"The Gate of Heavenly Encounters, the Gate of Born Scoundrels! Let me, your grandmother, see what kind of demons and monsters this is!"

Provoked by Lin Zhao's words, a tall and handsome young man from the Tianjian Sect stepped forward.

"Master! I'll do it!"

He is Mo Xifeng, the senior disciple of Tianjian Sect, and also the second male lead in the original story who secretly loves Ling Linyu and silently protects her.

Upon learning that Ling Linyu had been humiliated and was in critical condition, he had long harbored a deep hatred for Lin Zhao and wished he could torture Lin Zhao severely.

Wang Shouyi knew his eldest disciple's abilities, and although he felt it was a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, he still agreed in order to showcase the grandeur of the Tianjian Sect.

"I am the twenty-third chief disciple of the Tianjian Sect..."

"Enough with the nonsense! Take this slap!"

"Snapped!"

Mo Xifeng was still introducing himself to the live stream camera when Lin Zhao grew impatient.

With one hand forming a hand seal and the other hand seemingly reaching out into the air, a strong wind suddenly arose in front of Mo Xifeng, who was thousands of miles away. It was as if a hand had reached out from the wind out of nowhere and slapped him cleanly and decisively.

"hiss!"

Five finger marks suddenly appeared on Mo Xifeng's cheek, burning with pain.

He touched his face, his mouth cracking with anger!

"What kind of crooked and evil practices are these! They have no sense of martial ethics!"

"Grandma, I don't just disregard martial ethics, I disregard all ethics!"

Lin Zhao smiled and blew out another breath. Suddenly, a strong wind arose on Mo Xifeng's side, and countless invisible hands grabbed Mo Xifeng and slapped him wildly.

"Hahahaha!"

The viewers in the live stream burst into laughter, and Lin Zhao laughed along with them.

"Stop the wind! Draw your sword! Don't just stand there!" Wang Shouyi suddenly became anxious.

"Um...it is...Master!"

Is it that Mo Xifeng doesn't want to move?

The gale was both strange and domineering, and Mo Xifeng was blown so hard that he could not move at all.

But he was fighting for the Tianjian Sect and was also determined to avenge Ling Linyu. He finally found a moment of respite and began reciting the incantation.

The cinnabar and yellow talisman on the golden nanmu wood table flew up out of thin air with a "sizzle" sound, and Mo Xifeng instantly felt a sense of relief.

He can move now!

We can't let that charlatan get away with this!

Mo Xifeng quickly grabbed the Seven Star Sword at hand and began to wield it while fending off the gale.

Wow! That's pretty impressive!

[This looks so cool! It's a completely different style from Lin Zhao's!]

Is this for real? Can Lin Zhao handle this move?

I told you not to mess with the Tenjian Sect...

……

"What is that? Extravagance."

The comments section was buzzing with discussion about Mo Xifeng's sword dance, while Lin Zhao frowned and muttered a sarcastic remark.

She has never liked pretentious things.

At this moment, Mo Xifeng's sword formation was complete. He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze wide open, and raised his long sword upwards.

"go with!"

In an instant, countless sword shadows materialized around Lin Zhao, all aimed at her.

"Hmph! Surrender now!"

Mo Xifeng sneered and twirled his sword again.

"If you give up now, publicly apologize to Tianjian Sect, and serve as a slave in Tianjian Sect for another fifty years to repent and atone for hurting my junior sister, I might not be unable to forgive you... Pfft!"

Mo Xifeng was still putting on a cool act and spouting a long speech, not even seeing how Lin Zhao moved, when several sword shadows were teleported back from thousands of miles away, instantly stabbing him all over!

"what."

Lin Zhao scoffed and spat.

It was only through screenshots and videos taken by fans that Lin Zhao's actions were clearly visible.

She moved with lightning speed, using the Big Dipper Step to navigate through the thousands of sword shadows. With her mortal body and sword fingers, she deflected all the sword shadows without using any talismans or props.

"Ugh! Ah!"

Mo Xifeng was covered in swords and curled up on the ground, howling in pain.

Lin Zhao found it amusing, changed his hand gesture, and with a smirk, Mo Xifeng on the other end suddenly transformed into a grunting porcupine!

"Hmph! Hmph!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Lin Zhao laughed until her stomach hurt, but she still pretended to explain to everyone.

"Ha! I knew the Heavenly Gate was full of demons and monsters! Turns out, our eldest brother is a porcupine spirit! Everyone saw it, right!"

There's no such thing as prohibiting sentient beings after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The audience just took it as an eye-opener, some were shocked, some cursed.

[And here I am, a devout follower of the Tenmimon sect! I even get souvenirs from them every year! Turns out they're all monsters!]

[My goodness! Porcupines can even be sentient!]

[Ugh! He's so ugly! I used to be a fan of Mo Xifeng's looks...]

……

"Hum..."

Mo Xifeng, now transformed into a porcupine, was heartbroken. After groaning a few times and realizing he couldn't turn back, he had no choice but to run to Wang Shouyi's side.

"Why is it happening like that!"

Wang Shouyi was also devastated; he couldn't turn Mo Xifeng back to normal!

The online opinion is now overwhelmingly against them, with everyone condemning the Tianjian Gate incident!

"Master, don't worry! Our eldest brother has fallen for that vixen's trick, so we don't need to be polite to her anymore!"

In the chaos, another disciple of the Tianjian Sect stepped forward.

He was dressed all in black, and because he had sores on his face, he covered his head with a turban.

He walked up to Wang Shouyi.

“Master, my name is Zhou Ximeng. I specialize in studying the sect’s secret techniques. You may not recognize me, but I am willing to do my part when Tianjian Sect is in trouble!”

It is called a secret technique, but in reality it is some dark and shady magic of the Tianjian Sect that cannot be exposed to the light of day.

Zhou Ximeng has a physical defect and has been somewhat gloomy and abnormal since childhood. He boasts of his extraordinary abilities, but has never received attention or appreciation.

Seeing that his righteous and imposing senior brother Mo Xifeng was no match for him, Zhou Ximeng volunteered, hoping to make a name for himself in one battle and let the world see his prowess.

Wang Shouyi was initially unwilling for someone like Zhou Ximeng, who studied secret techniques, to participate in the competition. However, seeing that even Mo Xifeng, one of his disciples, was easily overwhelmed by Lin Zhao, Wang Shouyi felt that Zhou Ximeng was right.

"No need to be polite with her anymore! Let's go!"