Chương 130: Another Newcomer

That day, Richard was pondering whether or not to visit the dimensional prison.

After all, with his current strength and ability to save his life, even if he can't defeat a Seven-Star Demon or a Hell Asura-level expert, he's still confident he can survive.

But after a long period of silence, new members finally joined the chat group.

"Ding! Welcome to the chat group: Spirit Emperor, Woman Made of Water, Not-So-Famous Hogwarts Genius, and Master of Hijacking Brother."

Raymond Lam: Wow, finally a newcomer! Welcome to the newcomer.

Xia Mi: This lousy chat group finally remembered to invite people! Welcome newbie! Newbie, hurry up and post your photos, let me see if there are any pretty girls.

Tu Shan Ya Ya: Ah, at least I'm not a newbie anymore. I'm so bored. Welcome newbies to visit my Tu Shan!

Dao Xuan: Welcome, fellow Daoists.

Yue Buqun: I've become a senior expert too? Welcome everyone.

Ye Zhen: Welcome the newcomer. @Lin Feng, don't just stand there, hurry up and introduce him!

Hogwarts's Not-So-Famous Genius: Who are you? Is this another prank? What kind of magic is this? I've never seen it before.

Wanwan: Newbie, don't be afraid. Everyone in the chat group is a good person. They won't invade your world or steal your treasures.

Lin Feng: Don't cause trouble. The way you've said it makes our group sound like a bandit's den.

Wanwan: Isn't that right? Where are we now?

Lin Feng: Cough cough.

Snow Emperor:...

Richard: Don't say anything that's detrimental to unity.

Xia Mi: Exactly, you guys better get to work! @Lin Feng @Li Cha Lin Feng: Okay, let me see. One by one, Spirit Emperor? Sounds like a title from a fantasy world? Which world?

A woman made of water? Who is that? It can't be Lin Daiyu, can it?

The nicknames people give each other in chat groups are getting more and more abstract. How am I supposed to guess them?

Woman Made of Water: Who are you? How do you know my maiden name? My father is the Salt Commissioner of Jiangnan, so don't do anything rash.

Raymond Lam: Wow, she really is Lin Daiyu!

Woman Made of Water: Who is your sister? You scoundrel.

This is a very large mansion in Yangzhou, the residence of Lin Ruhai, the Salt Commissioner.

As someone whom the salt merchants of Jiangnan vied to curry favor with, those who didn't know him might have thought he had embezzled a lot of money.

But in fact, this Lord Lin was a very upright and honest official.

The Lin family had been marquises for three generations. However, the family was not large, with only one son per generation for three generations. Each generation had a matriarch who brought a large dowry into the family, which was only taken in and never given out.

Over three generations, they accumulated considerable wealth.

Therefore, this Lord Lin was already quite wealthy, which gave him the confidence not to be greedy.

In the backyard of the Salt Commissioner's residence, the thousand-year-old Daiyu stood leaning against a new willow tree, her figure as slender as the bamboo in the courtyard.

Although there were maids in the house, she preferred quiet and disliked having people around her. Even at such a young age, a hint of sorrow was already hidden in her eyes.

Her father's health was deteriorating, and some time ago he discussed with her the idea of sending her to stay with her maternal grandparents in the capital for a while.

How could she not understand her father's plan? He was just afraid that if he suddenly passed away, she would be left without anyone to rely on at such a young age.

Although going to her maternal grandparents' house meant living under someone else's roof, she still had someone to rely on, and the vast Rongguo Mansion wouldn't miss a little girl like her having a bowl of rice to eat.

Just as she was worrying about family matters, a voice suddenly came to her mind, startling her so much that she almost fell over.

She thought she had encountered some kind of demon or monster. Having read a few supernatural tales in her spare time, she felt that the courtyard seemed rather quiet.

He hurried away and went to the front, only feeling relieved when he saw the figure of his maid.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel curious about the chat group. Perhaps this magical thing was the beginning of an extraordinary adventure. Isn't that what they always write in those storybooks?

She understood the text displayed on the chat group; it seemed to be a place where many people chatted, somewhat like the legendary telepathic abilities in folk tales.

But there were some things she didn't understand about what these people were saying.

But are these people really human? Or are they demons or monsters in disguise?

Just then, she saw someone call her name in the chat group.

This person is so rude. How can a young lady say her maiden name in front of so many people?

Still calling her Lin Daiyu? You lecherous scoundrel, ptooey.

Xia Mi: Haha, so you've finally gotten your turn to be scolded. Don't play with him, Lin Daiyu, he's just a lecherous old man. He's already married two wives.

Bao'er: Lin Daiyu? Who is that? Is she famous?

Ye Zhen: Dream of the Red Chamber, doesn't that exist in your world?

Bao'er: What exactly is Dream of the Red Chamber?

Raymond Lam: covers face Bao'er, stop talking, or the fact that you're married will be exposed.

Richard: I can vouch for her; she has all four of the world's greatest classics.

Xia Mi: Click on your profile picture, and you can change your name in the pop-up message. Everyone in the group uses their real names. @Water-made Woman Daiyu: Okay, thank you, sister.

Now that her name was known, Daiyu simply gave up and changed it to her own name.

Xia Mi: Good boy, so polite.

Lin Feng: Okay, let's continue guessing the identities of the group members.

Raymond Lam: You're Hermione, right? This isn't a prank or magic; we're from different worlds. You have to be selected to join this chat group. @HogwartsUnfamousStudentRichard: This is the easiest to guess.

Raymond Lam: Indeed, the hints were so obvious.

Hermione: Thanks for reminding me, the name has been changed. Are you all from another world? That's amazing.

Yang Chan: You just believe that? @HermioneHermione: Why don't you believe it?

Raymond Lam: Huh, this name? Are you Yang Jian's sister?

Ye Zhen: Who? Yang Jian? Little Yang?

Richard: Don't cause trouble. It's not Yang Jian, it's Erlang Shen Zhenjun Yang Jian from mythology.

Ye Zhen: Wouldn't that be even cooler? Save the kids, they can't take it anymore. Come help us end the era of the supernatural.

Bao'er: Yay, it's Erlang Shen!

Richard: I'll come over when I have time. I should be able to end your era of the supernatural now. @Ye Zhen Yang Chan: You do have some knowledge.

Lin Feng: Okay, you guessed one right again. I really don't know the last one. Hey friend, say something! @Linghuanglinghuang: Are you really from another world? Back then, the Yang God went to the Chaos Realm to explore other worlds. I never imagined there really were other worlds.

The Spirit Emperor, residing far away in the Nine Heavens Immortal Source, believed their claims that they were from another world.

Because she doesn't believe that anyone in this world can invade her mind without her even realizing it.

Even the Heavenly Emperor couldn't do that.

Lin Feng: Yang God? Spirit Emperor? I think I roughly know which world you're from.

Richard: I know that too, I've seen it too. It's a global martial arts anime.

Lin Feng: Right, the High Martial Arts Trilogy. What's your current status? Are Zhan, Mie, and Ba dead yet? @Linghuang He's very curious about where the timeline of the Linghuang world is at, and whether the protagonist Fang Ping has appeared yet.

The Spirit Emperor within the Nine Heavens Immortal Source's pupils contracted. She felt a chill run down her spine; these people from another world actually knew about war, annihilation, and...

The news of the three supreme emperors' deaths in battle?

Now she was starting to wonder if some old friend from this world was playing a prank on her? Or was it the seed causing trouble? Or...

Linghuang: Are you that old guy Yang? Or did you run into him? @LinfengLinfeng: No, I didn't run into him. I'll tell you all the details later.

Xia Mi: Alright, looks like they all know this. No wonder you're a seasoned otaku, your knowledge is so broad.

Raymond Lam: That's all from a past life, so let's stop mocking it.

Xia Mi: So four girls joined the group this time?

Raymond Lam: Yeah, not a single man. When will our male compatriots be able to stand up for themselves?

After a while, Lin Feng finally managed to explain to the new group members why he knew their identities.

Daiyu: So we're all characters in storybooks? Like marionettes in shadow plays?

Hermione: I can't believe it. Am I even real?

Raymond Lam: What about you two? Aren't you surprised? @Linghuang @Yangchan: What's there to be surprised about? A powerful being can know the past and future in an instant. Perhaps some powerful being can see our past and future and record them.

Spirit Emperor: I only know that my cultivation is real and true, and my experiences over the years are also real and true. Does reality and illusion matter?

Raymond Lam: No wonder he's a big shot, he has such a good attitude.

Raymond Lam: Okay, I've sent you all the storylines for your respective worlds privately. You can check them out yourselves.

If other group members are curious, they can ask them for it. This is their privacy, and I definitely won't send it to you without their permission.

Xia Mi: Can't you send it to me to take a look? I'm a girl too, what's wrong with me taking a look?

Raymond Lam: How dare you say that? You haven't shown your own storyline to anyone. I've shown you the storyline of Tian Long Ba Bu.

Xia Mi: You're a time traveler, and you're not even in the story, so of course it doesn't matter. I still have some self-respect; I don't want anyone to know about such a shameful death.

The thought of how she had been jumping around in the original storyline, only to be watched and schemed against by the little devil, made her face turn red.

Within the Immortal Source, the Spirit Emperor watched the unfolding events of his own world with a calm expression, not even blinking as he witnessed his own death. It was as if he were watching the story of a stranger.

Only after seeing Fang Ping kill the Heavenly Emperor did his expression change slightly.

She didn't care whether she lived or died; she only wanted the Heavenly Emperor dead. This had become her obsession.

A backup plan in the war? Well done. Fang Ping? She remembered that name.

In the inner quarters of the Lin family mansion, Daiyu, witnessing her departure to the capital to seek refuge with her maternal relatives, the death of her father, the decline of the Jia family, and her own tragic end on the night of Baoyu and Baochai's wedding, finally couldn't hold back her tears.

The servants were used to it; the young lady did cry often, sometimes even when she saw a storybook.

It will be fine in a little while.

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hermione glanced at Ron beside her. He was actually her future husband? How incredible!

Unfortunately, the guy named Raymond Lam didn't finish reading about his own work, so there's a lot he doesn't know.

And Harry is the main character? He's clearly the smartest one.

At the Temple of the Three Holy Mothers of Mount Hua, Yang Chan looked incredulous. Could she really fall in love with a mortal in the future?

Did this cause a falling out with her brother?

After watching the entire story, I realized how much the brother sacrificed to save her.

Looking back now, it doesn't seem wrong that the chat group said she was a master at ruining her brother's life.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. That can't be her.