Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Murong Fu naturally remembered the Zhenlong Chess Game, a crucial juncture and an opportunity he had previously planned for Wang Yuyan.

At this moment, he looked at the two guests and said loudly, "I have long heard that Mr. Congbian's disciples are unparalleled in the world of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Since Senior Su Xinghe has invited me, I will certainly keep my appointment as scheduled."

You two must be tired from your journey. Please rest and have lunch at the estate before continuing your journey.

Upon hearing Murong Fu's agreement, the two men's faces lit up with joy, and they began to mumble and gesture, revealing that both of them were speechless.

Murong Fu nodded, recalling Su Xinghe's lineage. To evade Ding Chunqiu's pursuit, the Congbian Master changed his name to the Deaf-Mute Master. He not only called himself the "Deaf-Mute Sect," but also had all his disciples deafen him and cut off his tongue. Murong Fu sighed inwardly, thinking that although this method was ruthless, it had preserved Wuyazi's whereabouts for decades.

The servants then led them to wash up and have a meal.

Murong Fu calculated the days and realized there were less than three months left. It wouldn't be too late to set off after the New Year.

The next day, he summoned his four retainers and passed on the "Xiao Wu Xiang Gong" and the "Nine Yang True Scripture," hoping they would practice diligently to improve their strength.

The only thing not passed down was the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic). Although it had been translated by Wang Yuyan and could reveal yoga diagrams of internal energy cultivation when exposed to water, Murong Fu knew that this skill was quite strange to learn.

One must see through the illusions of self and others, and have no desire to practice martial arts. But those who wish to practice this superior martial art must be courageous and diligent in order to achieve success. Who wouldn't want to benefit from practicing it as soon as possible?

To talk about "having no attachment to anything" is truly going in the opposite direction.

Perhaps it will only succeed if it is passed on as gymnastics to someone who doesn't want to learn martial arts in the future.

Murong Fu himself was also happily practicing martial arts every day, and when he passed on his skills to Wang Yuyan last time, he confirmed that she also had unique insights into top-level martial arts.

Therefore, he taught Wang Yuyan his skills such as "Innate Body-Breaking Formless Sword Qi", "Star Shift", "Dragon-Capturing Skill" and "Moonlight Fragrance". Wang Yuyan understood the key points, which made Murong Fu's martial arts level advance by leaps and bounds.

Murong Fu's attribute panel has now been completely revamped:

[Host: Murong Fu]

[Body Constitution: 81 (One in ten thousand)]

[Comprehension: 73 (One in a Thousand)]

[Cultivation Level: Top-Tier Expert]

[Technique: Mingyu Skill LV.6]

【武学：先天破体无形剑气LV.2、斗转星移LV.3、擒龙功LV.3、踏月留香LV.3、参合指LV.3、慕容剑法LV.3、太沖剑法LV.2、少林剑法LV.3、大理段氏剑法LV.2、慈悲刀法LV.2、迴风拂柳刀LV.2、柴刀十八路LV.2、五虎断门刀LV.3、少林降魔刀法LV.2、西夏弹腿快拳LV.2......】

What satisfied him most was that Wang Yuyan used the "Innate Body-Breaking Sword Qi" and the "Six Meridian Divine Sword" to verify each other.

She made several upgrades to the Six Meridian Divine Sword, but the Innate Body-Breaking Formless Sword Qi was beyond modification. Perhaps it was because her current martial arts level was too low and her vision was not broad enough, but Murong Fu was already very satisfied with it.

The Overlord Sword Technique, which was originally estimated to be completed after the new year, has now been mastered.

The Overlord Sword, as its name suggests, is extremely domineering, and its destructive power far exceeds that of the Canhe Finger and the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

However, it also consumes a certain amount of internal energy. Murong Fu estimated that he could only launch three Overlord Swords under normal conditions, which was already his limit.

If you consume too much, you will find yourself in an extremely weak state.

As for the Toe Sword and the Soft Sword, I have only a basic grasp of them, but I am not yet proficient, and the effects are only so-so.

It seems that Murong Fu's estimate was correct. He will only be able to master these five sword techniques when he reaches the level 3 of his innate formless sword qi.

[World One: Exploration Progress 17%]

[Spouse: Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, Zhong Ling (3/10)]

[Offspring: Murong Lang (1/10)]

Looking at the "Many Children, Many Blessings" page, I discovered that my world exploration level had somehow increased to 17%. I pondered that this value might be related to strength, reputation, and the number of wives and offspring, but I still couldn't find a definite pattern.

As for the spirit beast, Murong Fu now carries the Frozen Pool Spirit Python with him every day. Its scales gleam with a ghostly white luster, and Murong Fu has named it "Little Ice".

Xiao Bing herself constantly emits cold air, which is mutually reinforcing with Murong Fu's true energy. Murong Fu can see that this spirit beast and he can be said to have a mutually beneficial symbiotic relationship.

Every day, the fish caught are frozen using Mingyu's true energy and used as food for Xiaobing.

When he couldn't catch any fish, he would go to the lakeside, use his slingshot to shoot down a few birds from the sky, then use his sword to cut them up and throw them to Xiao Bing.

I, Murong Fu, will never back down.

Living with his three beautiful wives was very pleasant, especially Zhong Ling, who had recently taken over most of Murong Fu's free time.

But a person's energy is always limited, and Mu Wanqing always felt that Zhong Ling seemed to be distancing herself from her.

But actually, it was just because Zhong Ling often had to accompany Murong Fu to practice martial arts, and she couldn't tell Mu Wanqing about this, so she made up some far-fetched reasons to refuse Mu Wanqing's invitation.

Mu Wanqing was unaware of the truth and always felt that she was being disliked.

One day, he barged into the study and scolded Murong Fu:

"Did you instigate Zhong Ling to distance herself from me?"

Why do you always bully me?

Murong Fu chuckled, stroking his black hair as he said:

"How come you're almost 19 and still so reckless? Zhong Ling is your good sister, it was destined from birth, and no one can take her away."

Don't overthink it.

If Zhong Ling is busy, you can go find Yu Yan, A Zhu, or A Bi. If all else fails, go find your little nephew. He's only a few months old, and you're so beautiful, he won't mind.

Mu Wanqing always felt that Murong Fu was toying with her. After saying "You big bad guy," she stormed out.

Mu Wanqing's days in Canhe Village were far more pleasant than her previous wanderings. Even though she felt there were secrets being kept from her, she was too lazy to investigate further.

Whenever I think of it, Murong Fu's hateful smiling face always comes to mind.

As the days went by, Murong Lang grew up and spent his first New Year.

Li Qingluo still hadn't returned, so Murong Fu no longer needed to visit relatives and friends and comfortably stayed in Canhe Manor.

Before he knew it, it was the end of January. As the appointed time approached, Murong Fu settled his affairs with his family and ordered Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian to stay behind, while Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e would accompany him on his journey.

The women all wanted to go when they heard that they were going to Leigu Mountain in Henan to see the Zhenlong Chess Game. Besides, after Murong Fu left with a few people, the rest of them would probably be very bored.

Finally, Wang Yuyan, Azhu, Zhong Ling, Abi, and Mu Wanqing all had to go, and even their son Murong Lang and Wang Yuyan's maids Xiaoming and Youcao would set off together.

That's equivalent to a small tour group.

However, unlike the previous trips of Murong Fu and A'Zhu, although Murong Lang had been protected by Mingyu True Qi since childhood and could be said to be as strong as a calf, he was still an eight-month-old baby.

Therefore, Murong Fu prepared two large carriages built by Chixia Manor, equipped with shock absorbers, which were already waiting at the port of Gusu.

Murong Fu and his group left the manor by boat. Amidst the misty blue waters of Taihu Lake, the sounds of Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling playing could be faintly heard.

Murong Fu knew that the martial world was about to descend into chaos.