With Heaven-Defying Talent, I Actually Became Lu Xueqi

At this moment, Lu Xueqi, who was riding the Tianyao Divine Sword, turned her attention to the chat group.

Zhang Sanfeng: “Fellow group members, in a while, this old Daoist's birthday is coming up. You’re all welcome to visit.”

Huang Rong: “Master Zhang, is it your hundredth birthday?”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Miss Rong indeed it is my hundredth birthday~.”

Huang Rong: “Congratulations, Daoist Zhang! But when your hundredth birthday arrives, have you figured out how to deal with what’s going to happen at Wudang?”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Rest assured, I absolutely won’t let anything from the world’s storyline occur.

With this old Daoist’s current strength, if anyone dares to cause trouble at Wudang, I will make them pay a heavy price!

This old Daoist has only refrained from drawing his sword for decades—not because I’ve become some weak, easily bullied old man.”

Huang Rong: “I’m really looking forward to it! If Master Zhang takes action, I wonder if the Six Great Sects can withstand his wrath. Seeing him unleash terrifying power and counterattack—now that would be fun!”

Lu Yu: “Miss Rong, you just love a good show.

With Master Zhang’s current strength, countering the Six Great Sects should be a breeze.

He was already terrifyingly powerful, and now with the chat group, his strength has grown further.

At this point, I bet Master Zhang could flatten the martial world single-handedly.

By the way, Master Zhang, did you purchase the 《Tai Chi Profound Immortal Scripture》?”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Previously, I uploaded all of Wudang’s techniques for points and purchased the first layer of the scripture.

The 《Tai Chi Profound Immortal Scripture》 truly lives up to its name as a top-tier cultivation technique—it greatly enhanced my strength.

Moreover, it aligns perfectly with the Tai Chi Dao I’ve comprehended, so cultivating it was smooth without any difficulty.

It’s just that our world has relatively thin spiritual energy, so the progress is slow. Also, I feel like I’m about to touch the ceiling of this world’s limits.”

Xiao Yan: “Master Zhang, I’m envious! I also bought the 《Tai Chi Profound Immortal Scripture》 uploaded by Miss Lu.

After I bought it, it automatically adapted to our world’s system, and upon cultivating it, I found its power quite impressive.

But I’ve promised my teacher to refine the Flame Mantra and absorb different flames to help him reconstruct his physical body, so I’ve had to set this scripture aside for now.”

Lu Yu: “By the way, I haven’t seen Miss Lu speak in the group these past few days—what’s she up to?”

Huang Rong: “Lu Yu, why do I feel like you’re paying too much attention to Sister Xueqi? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her?”

Lu Yu: “Miss Rong, what are you talking about! We’re all group members, just showing some concern, that’s all. Speaking of which, I wonder what Miss Xueqi is doing now?”

Xiao Yan: “Yeah, seems like Miss Xueqi hasn’t logged into the group for a few days.”

Lu Xueqi: “Hello, everyone. I’ve been in seclusion training these past few days, preparing for the Seven Peaks Tournament, so I’ve been quite busy and haven’t checked the group.”

Xiao Yan: “Miss Xueqi, is your world’s Seven Peaks Tournament about to begin?”

Lu Xueqi: “Yes, today is the start of the Seven Peaks Tournament. I’m currently en route to Tongtian Peak with my master and fellow senior and junior sisters.”

Huang Rong: “Sister Xueqi, the Seven Peaks Tournament is starting—that’s exciting! I’d love to see what it looks like when immortals in your world fly on swords; just imagining it is majestic. Sister Xueqi, could you livestream it?”

Lu Yu: “Looking forward to it!”

Xiao Yan: “Looking forward to it!”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Miss Xueqi, if it’s possible, please do a livestream. This old Daoist would also love to see the battles in your world.”

Xiaolongnü: “+1.”

Seeing the excited messages from the group, Lu Xueqi nodded slightly. She did not refuse their request for a livestream.

Lu Xueqi: “I can start a livestream, but the Seven Peaks Tournament takes several days. Are you all sure you want to keep watching for that long?”

Huang Rong: “Sister Xueqi, we all want to watch! Just start the stream!”

Lu Xueqi: “Alright then. I’ll start the livestream once the real duels begin.”

Huang Rong: “No~ Sister Xueqi, start it now! I want to see the scenery of Qingyun Sect too!”

Lu Xueqi: “Alright, alright. Can’t say no to you, girl. I’ll start the livestream now.”

With that, Lu Xueqi said no more and promptly gave the order.

“Chat group, activate livestream function!”

As soon as her words fell, the scene from Lu Xueqi's world instantly appeared within the chat group.

The moment Lu Xueqi started the livestream—

—in the chat group, countless group members were instantly captivated by the images of Qingyun World.

On the screen, hundreds of figures were flying on swords—a truly magnificent sight.

Especially Lu Xueqi’s party, dressed in blue-and-white Daoist robes, flying by sword, their robes fluttering in the wind.

Their graceful forms were like celestial maidens on a journey—so beautiful it left one entranced.

The scenery of Qingyun Mountain was equally breathtaking. From a high altitude, every location offered its own unique charm—each spot a stunning vista, dazzling the eyes and overwhelming the senses.

But most of the group members’ attention was focused on Lu Xueqi, who wore a face veil.

At the sight of her, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Though they were somewhat surprised by her mask, they were far more captivated by her current beauty and aura.

At this moment, Lu Xueqi looked more flawless than ever—her sword-flying figure was like a swift celestial maiden in motion, and with a noble air radiating from her, everyone found it hard to look away.

Huang Rong: “Everyone, why do I feel like Sister Xueqi has changed so much? Her figure is unbelievably beautiful now!”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Miss Huang is right, this old Daoist noticed it too. Compared to the last time we saw Miss Xueqi in the Condor Heroes world, she has indeed changed. Her form is even more exquisite now, and her entire being exudes a noble elegance.

Even with a veil, one could still sense her peerless celestial beauty just from her silhouette.”

Lu Yu: “Yeah, Miss Xueqi seems even more beautiful now.”

In a room full of vintage atmosphere, Lu Yu stared intently at Lu Xueqi’s image on the screen, his gaze filled with obsession.

Lu Xueqi had already been captivating before, but now her charm was overwhelming—he fell for her at a glance and couldn’t tear his eyes away.

Xiao Yan: “Miss Lu really does look much more stunning now. I think she’s even prettier than my Xun’er.”

Huang Rong: “Xiao Yan, you scumbag! Don’t tell me you’re falling for someone else? Sister Xueqi is mine, so stop daydreaming!”

Xiao Yan: “Miss Rong, don’t talk nonsense. I only admire Miss Xueqi. There’s nothing more to it.”

Huang Rong: “Xiao Yan, do you think I believe that? Ask the others. Do they believe it?”

Lu Yu: “I definitely don’t.”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Neither do I.”

Xiong Ba: “This old man doesn’t believe it either. By the way, Master Zhang, has You Ruo been behaving in your world? She hasn’t stirred up any trouble, has she?”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Xiong Ba, Miss You Ruo has been quite well-behaved in our world, no trouble at all.”

At that moment, Zhang Sanfeng glanced toward the training ground where You Ruo was scolding the other third-generation Wudang disciples, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

When You Ruo first arrived in this world, she was very obedient. But once things settled down on Xiong Ba’s side, she completely let loose—beating up Wudang’s younger disciples one by one and becoming the big boss among the third-generation.

However, she got along with the other Wudang disciples fairly well, and no major incidents had occurred so far.

Xiong Ba: “Master Zhang, I know that girl You Ruo’s personality all too well—she can’t sit still. If she causes trouble, I hope you’ll be tolerant.”

Zhang Sanfeng: “No need to be so polite, Lord Xiong. Miss You Ruo may be a bit lively, but she’s fine overall. By the way, Xiong Ba, when do you plan to take her back to your world?”

Xiong Ba: “Master Zhang, let’s wait a bit longer. Isn’t your hundredth birthday approaching? I plan to take her back after the celebration.”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Very well, Lord Xiong. Let Miss You Ruo stay with us a while longer—and you’re welcome to attend my hundredth birthday celebration too.”