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

"Hahahaha! You only just realized? Too late!"

Regardless of the commotion at Tianjianmen, Lin Zhao grabbed the tattered doll containing Wang Shouyi's soul with one hand and slapped it swiftly with the other.

"Crack! Crack!"

With each slap Lin Zhao delivered, Wang Shouyi's stiff body swayed, and a bright red handprint appeared on his cheek.

Since slapping the rag doll wouldn't hurt his hands anyway, Lin Zhao fanned more and more enthusiastically, his hand speed was so fast that he slapped it dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shouyi's cheeks were swollen and bursting open, and tears streamed down his face.

Although he can't speak or move, he can still feel!

Lin Zhao slapped him across the face, and it hurt terribly!

What a shame!

Wang Shouyi was filled with shame and pain, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. The tears flowed into his wounds, causing even more pain.

"Haha, this is so much fun!"

Lin Zhao was in high spirits and hadn't played with dolls in centuries; it seemed his old ways of playing were no longer effective.

She thought for a moment, then picked up the rag doll's head and limbs and rearranged it back and forth, left and right. Wang Shouyi on the other side also kept changing his movements in response to Lin Zhao's actions, and his disciples couldn't stop him no matter what they tried.

The rag doll was easy to manipulate, but the person was not so flexible. After twisting a few times, there were two "crack" sounds, and Wang Shouyi's hands and feet were all broken, frozen in a strange way.

"Oh! It seems the leader of the Heavenly Scoundrels Sect isn't exactly a respectable person either!"

"Is it a zombie? Or a monster? A person can't be twisted like that, can they?"

Lin Zhao directed and acted in the play himself, talking to himself and ignoring the audience's dismay, and insisted on portraying Wang Shouyi as a monster.

"Hey! Monster! Watch me vanquish this demon!"

"boom!"

With another punch, Lin Zhao sent Wang Shouyi crashing into the floor tiles, blood splattering from his skull.

But that wasn't all. Lin Zhao held the rag doll down tightly, punching it in the head again and again, rubbing its face against the ground, pressing so hard that Wang Shouyi felt like his internal organs were about to burst.

"Hahahaha! Prepare to die!"

The live stream was automatically stopped because the scene was too bloody, and Lin Zhao was preparing to give Wang Shouyi one last punch.

But at this moment, Wang Shouyi seemed to sense Lin Zhao's killing intent. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want the century-old foundation of Tianjianmen to be destroyed in his hands.

Driven by a powerful will to survive, Wang Shouyi mentally screamed, "Waaah!"

"Grandmother! Save your grand-disciple's life!"

He rattled off a string of incantations in a flash, and just as Lin Zhao's fist was about to land, a golden light flashed, and Wang Shouyi's soul was pulled back.

"boom!"

The rag doll was smashed to pieces, but Wang Shouyi escaped unscathed.

Lin Zhao squinted.

This feeling... is somewhat familiar.

Fearing that something unexpected might happen, Lin Zhaoguan, who liked to eliminate all threats, took out an item from his system space and used the Shrinking Earth technique to arrive at the front of the Heavenly Gate.

That familiar feeling grew stronger.

Lin Zhao strode inside.

The disciples of Tianjian Sect had just rescued their master when they suddenly saw Lin Zhao arrive again. They were terrified and took out their magical artifacts to protect themselves, but it was to no avail.

Lin Zhao would glare fiercely in one direction, and the crowd on that side would hurriedly back away. She swaggered all the way to Wang Shouyi without anyone daring to stop her.

Seeing Wang Shouyi on the verge of death, Lin Zhao drew his Godslayer sword without saying a word.

"Die!"

"Array up!"

Lin Zhao and Wang Shouyi spoke at the same time. Although the disciples of Tianjian Sect did not dare to touch Lin Zhao, they immediately took action after Wang Shouyi had just instructed them on how to form a battle formation.

The moment the God-Slaying Slash came down, the formation was created, and golden patterns rapidly spread across the entire ground of Tianjian Gate, centered on Wang Shouyi's room.

The patterns floated in mid-air, barely blocking the god-slaying blade.

"Chong-"

Lin Zhao frowned.

In a world where metaphysics is almost extinct, how could there be an array that could block her god-slaying strike?

It's so weird.

Lin Zhao refused to believe in evil spirits and raised the God-Slaying Sword to strike several more times.

"Clang! Clang!"

However, each time the long sword fell, the golden pattern would appear again, holding Lin Zhao back.

Lin Zhao really couldn't break this thing in a short time.

It's a ghost!

There's nothing she can't handle!

Meanwhile, Wang Shouyi and the disciples of Tianjian Sect were overjoyed to see Lin Zhao's attack blocked, and immediately changed their formation, activating the second major formation.

In an instant, a fierce wind howled through the formation, golden threads danced wildly, and the invisible lines transformed into blades, slashing fiercely at Lin Zhao.

"What the hell?"

Lin Zhao waved her hand to block them, and the golden thread knives couldn't get close to her, but after countless attacks, they gradually cut the skin and flesh on the back of her hand!

Lin Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and then he heard Wang Shouyi outside the formation laughing triumphantly.

Hahaha! You've finally met your match!

"This is a unique formation created by my Tianjian Sect's founder, Grandmother Lin Yiyou, which has been passed down for thousands of years, protecting the entire Tianjian Sect lineage!"

"Now that you're trapped here, you can't escape!"

"Before I die, I'll let you die knowing why!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Wang Shouyi laughed wildly, but Lin Zhao's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

It wasn't for any other reason than the name of Lin Yiyou, the founding matriarch of the Tianjian Sect...

Why does this feel so familiar...?

Damn it!

Lin Zhao slapped his thigh, then remembered!

Hundreds of years ago, when she was about to travel to another world and accidentally left behind some divination methods and mystical formations, wasn't she using the alias Lin Yiyou?

Just a quick visit, a quick stop.

It's meant to signify that Lin Zhao was here!

No wonder the golden array at the Heavenly Gate looked so familiar; no wonder her God-Slaying Technique couldn't break through it; no wonder Wang Shouyi was able to escape from her grasp...

After all that, it turns out she created both the grand formation and the cultivation technique!

Lin Zhao rolled his eyes instantly.

She really is the founding ancestor of this world!

"Hmph! You vixen! Stop being stubborn! Submit to your fate now!"

Wang Shouyi was unaware of what Lin Zhao was thinking. Seeing her unpleasant expression and rolling of her eyes, he assumed that Lin Zhao was still unconvinced and started shouting again.

"Pooh!"

Lin Zhao glared angrily at Wang Shouyi.

"Your grandma left behind such wonderful skills, and now all you have left is this? You even dare to call her by her name? You're utterly shameful!"

She put the Godslayer aside for the time being, knowing that what she needed to deal with was what she had left behind. Although it wasn't troublesome, she didn't need to use the Godslayer for the time being.

Lin Zhao glared at Wang Shouyi with a sharp look.

"Let's just get rid of all the useless stuff!"

"Watch me clean house!"

Lin Zhao shouted loudly, suddenly closed her eyes, and made a sword-like gesture in front of her. Blood suddenly condensed at the tip of her finger, and then she wiped the blood on her brow.

Golden light shone brightly, and countless silver threads danced as if they wanted to emerge from between Lin Zhao's eyebrows!

Lin Zhao quickly picked out an extremely thin one, pulled it out, and tossed it. The silver thread transformed into countless starlight, and as soon as it landed on the golden array, the array faded.

When Lin Zhao opened his eyes again, they were filled with a bloodthirsty look.

"Ah! No! Ah—"

The formation failed, and an invisible shockwave sent Wang Shouyi and the others flying high into the air. Lin Zhao, wielding the God-Slaying Sword, moved like a ghost among the disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect.

With one stab, blood gushed out.

With another slash, heads and hands flew off.

The sky was filled with the screams of the Tianjian disciples, and the heavens were stained red, but Lin Zhao killed them with great gusto and showed no mercy.

In just one minute, Lin Zhao slaughtered all the Tianjian disciples, leaving none alive. Wang Shouyi was chopped into mincemeat, his remains scattered on some floor tile.

Lin Zhao wiped the blood from his face and leaped down.

With another wave of his hand, the overturned formation reversed, and the souls of the dead who had not yet left their bodies were crushed by Mount Tai, their souls scattered and vanished without a trace with a gust of wind.

These people deserve to die.

The original owner was killed by Ling Linyu and returned to Tianjian Sect as a vengeful ghost. However, he was captured and tortured by Wang Shouyi and other hypocritical people in Tianjian Sect. In the end, he was beaten to death and almost could not be reincarnated for eternity.

She has now utterly annihilated the Tianjianmen group, which can be considered an eye for an eye.

Just then, I heard a familiar announcement.

[You have successfully fulfilled the original owner's wish. Based on comprehensive calculations, you are awarded 2000 points, which can be used to exchange for items, skills, or upgrade the system.]

[Spatial fluctuation point detected. Has it deviated from this plane?]

[To break away.]