Newcomers Again

That day, Richard was pondering whether or not to take a stroll through the Plane Prison.

After all, with his current strength and ability to survive, even if he couldn't defeat Seven-Star Fiend or Hell Asura- level expert, he was confident he could save his life.

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

"Ding! Welcome to the Chat Group: Spirit Emperor, Woman Made of Water, Not-So-Famous Scholar of Hogwarts, and Brother-Pitfall Expert."

Lin Feng: Wow, finally a newcomer! Welcome, newcomer!

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

Tushan Yaya: Ah, at least I'm not a newbie anymore. I'm so bored. Welcome newbies to visit Tushan!

Daoxuan: 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!

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

Wan Wan: 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.

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

Lin Feng: Cough cough.

Snow Empress:...

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

Xia Mi: That's right, 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?

Woman Made of Water? Who is that? It can't be Lin Daiyu, can it?

The nicknames people give each other in Chat Group 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 given name? My father is the Imperial Salt Inspector of Jiangnan, so don't do anything rash.

Lin Feng: Wow, she really is like Lin Daiyu!

Woman Made of Water: Who's your sister? You lecherous scoundrel.

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

As someone whom the salt merchants of Jiang Nan 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 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, but the dowry never came 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 newly sprouted willow, her figure as slender as the bamboo in the courtyard.

Although there were servants in the house, she preferred quiet and disliked being surrounded by people. Even at 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 City for a while.

How could she not understand her father's plan? He was simply 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.

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 several 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 the family's servants.

At this moment, a sense of curiosity about the Chat Group inevitably arose; perhaps this magical event was the beginning of an extraordinary adventure. Isn't that how it's always described in storybooks?

She understood the text displayed on the Chat Group; it seemed to be a place where many people chatted, somewhat like the magical ability to transmit sound across vast distances in traditional stories.

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

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.

That person is so rude! How could they say a young woman's given name in front of so many people?

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

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

Sister Bao: Lin Daiyu? Who's that? Is she famous?

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

Sister Bao: What exactly is Dream of the Red Chamber *?

Lin Feng: covers face Sister Bao, stop talking, or we won't be able to keep your relationship a secret anymore.

Richard: I can vouch for her; she has all Feudal Lord.

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. @ Woman Made of Water 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 girl, so polite.

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

Lin Feng: You're Hermione Granger, right? This isn't a prank or magic; we're from different worlds. You have to be selected to join this Chat Group. Not-So-Famous Scholar of Hogwarts Richard: This is the easiest to guess.

Lin Feng: Indeed, the hints were so obvious.

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

Yang Chan: You just believe that? @HermioneHermione: Why wouldn't I believe it?

Lin Feng: Huh, that 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 True Lord Erlang 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!

Sister Bao: Yay, 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 again. I really don't know the last one. Friend, say something. Spirit Emperor: Are you really from another world? Back then, Yang God went to the Chaos Spirit Emperor to explore other worlds. I didn't expect there really are 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 didn't believe that anyone in this world could 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 called Global Martial Arts.

Lin Feng: Right, the High Martial Arts Trilogy. What's your current status? Are Zhan, Mie, and Ba dead yet? Spirit Emperor He's very curious about where the timeline of the Spirit Emperor 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 sense of dread; these people from another world actually knew about war and annihilation.

The news of the deaths of the three Extreme Dao Heavenly Emperor?

Now she's starting to wonder if some old friend from this world is playing a trick on her? Or is 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're all people who know this. No wonder you're a seasoned otaku, your knowledge is so broad.

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

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

Lin Feng: 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 how he knew their identities.

Daiyu: So we're all characters in storybooks? Like puppets in a shadow play?

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

Lin Feng: What about you two? Aren't you surprised? Spirit Emperor Yang Chan Yang Chan: 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 or illusion matter?

Lin Feng: No wonder he's a big shot, he has such a great attitude.

Lin Feng: 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 certainly won't send it to you without their permission.

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

Lin Feng: How dare you say that? You haven't shown your own storyline to anyone. I've shown you the storyline of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils World.

Xia Mi: You're a Transmigrator, 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.

Was this a backup plan? Well done. Fang Ping? She remembered that name.

In the inner quarters of the Lin Residence mansion, Daiyu, witnessing her departure to the Capital City to seek refuge with her maternal relatives, the death of her father, the decline of the Jia Mansion, and her own tragic death on the night of Jia Baoyu and Xue Baochai's wedding, finally broke down in 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 Granger glanced at Ron beside her. He was actually her future husband? How incredible!

Unfortunately, the guy named Lin Feng didn't finish reading about his own work, so he didn't know much about it.

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

At the Third Holy Mother Temple on Mount Hua, Yang Chan looked on incredulously. Could it be that she would actually fall in love with a mortal in the future?

Did this even cause a falling out with her brother?

Only after watching the entire story did I realize how much the brother sacrificed to save her.

Looking back now, it doesn't seem so wrong that the Chat Group called her Brother-Pitfall Expert?

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