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

Then, under the watchful eyes of Wu Yazi and Wang Yuyan, they discovered that the thing was actually wriggling, and only then did they confirm that it was a person.

Murong Fu flicked his finger, releasing a major acupoint, allowing Ding Chunqiu to sit up and speak:

"This... Ah?! Master, you!!"

Is this the underworld?

Master, spare my life!

Ding Chunqiu had just had his acupoints sealed by Murong Fu and was then dragged from the air to the ground. His mind was in a daze. He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness. Suddenly, he saw Wu Yazi hanging in front of him. He thought he had gone to the underworld. Wu Yazi was the one he had killed and was unwilling to be reincarnated. He was here to take his life!

His mind raced quickly. He figured that since he had become a ghost like Wu Yazi, he wasn't afraid of him.

But then I thought again, Wu Yazi's skill was much deeper than mine when he died, and he died thirty years earlier than me, so he had thirty years of experience as a ghost. I was just a little ghost when I first arrived, so how could I possibly defeat an old ghost?

So he cried out for mercy and began to kowtow.

Suddenly his eyes cleared, and he saw Wang Yuyan standing to the side.

"Ah! Master's wife? How could you be dead too?!"

Disciple... Disciple...

It turns out that Wang Yuyan and Li Qiushui looked seven-tenths alike when they were young. Although their appearances are now quite different, they are not clearly visible in this dark room. Ding Chunqiu was also greatly shocked, and due to his preconceived notions, he mistook her for Li Qiushui.

It seems he and Li Qiushui haven't been in contact for many years; perhaps she's already dead and reconciled with this old ghost in the afterlife.

Back then, I had an affair with Li Qiushui and killed the old ghost. But the couple, who used to quarrel in bed, made up before they got out of bed. In the underworld, they became a ghost husband and wife, but I was going to suffer.

A string of auspicious words came out of his mouth in an instant; he had heard his apprentice say them so many times over the years that he naturally knew them too.

When Wu Yazi saw Ding Chunqiu being thrown to the ground by Murong Fu like a dead dog, he was stunned at first.

He was taken aback again when he heard Ding Chunqiu's incoherent speech.

It wasn't until Murong Fu grew tired of listening and kicked Ding Chunqiu to the ground that Ding Chunqiu turned around and discovered that the young master he thought had killed him was also present.

After a moment of surprise, as his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, he realized that he was in a wooden house. Wu Yazi was also covered by black cloth that was attached to the wall, making him appear to be suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the "master's wife" again, she found that although the person looked similar to her master, their temperament and age were completely different.

Suddenly, I remembered that my goddaughter, Li Qingluo, had a daughter named Wang Yuyan, who matched this girl's age and temperament...

Seeing his mortal enemy's disgraceful state, Wu Yazi felt no pleasure, only a sigh, and said in a deep voice, "Ding Chunqiu, do you still recognize me?"

Ding Chunqiu knew that he was a human, not a ghost, and that he was still alive. His fear of Wu Yazi lessened, but his fear of the young man behind him increased.

He felt he was still young and didn't want to die.

Ignoring Wuyazi, he said to the young man behind him:

"How should I address you, senior? When did I offend you? Please tell me so I can atone for my mistake..."

In Ding Chunqiu's view, those who are accomplished are respected, those with high martial arts skills are seniors, those with low martial arts skills are ants, and those who are helpless are fellow Daoists.

Seniors are for currying favor with and betraying, fellow practitioners are for exploiting and framing, and ants are for amusement and to be crushed—this is the way of heaven.

Wu Yazi laughed in anger: "Fine, fine."

"It was my own fault, Wuyazi, who was blind to accept such a worthless person as a disciple. I only have myself to blame!"

Murong Fu ignored Ding Chunqiu and said to Wuyazi:

"Senior, you said before that you would pass on your skills to Yu Yan, but I am also quite knowledgeable in medicine. Your body is supported by your own true energy. If I were to pass on my skills, you would suffer the five signs of decay and would not live past today."

Wu Yazi said frankly:

"Hehe, I was already nearing my end. Once I kill this traitor, I will have avenged my great grudge."

What harm is there in death?

Murong Fu then said, "Senior, as I mentioned, I am quite skilled in medicine. Given your physical condition, if I were to carefully treat and care for you, it wouldn't be difficult for you to live for another five years."

Wu Yazi was taken aback, but then sighed and said:

"I'm already this old, and my life is a mess. Now that I'm old and frail, I'm content to see Yu Yan and an heir like you."

Besides, what's the point of living an extra two years?

The longer it takes, the more problems may arise. Making Yu Yan wait a few more years would waste precious time. It would be better to pass it on to Yu Yan sooner so that she can reach the Grandmaster realm sooner.

My mind is made up!

After avenging himself, he will begin to pass on his skills.

After saying that, Wu Yazi raised his arm, intending to kill Ding Chunqiu by releasing his internal energy.

His internal strength is actually greater than Ding Chunqiu's, but his body is disabled. If it were a one-on-one fight, he might have a 20% chance of winning by sneaking in.

But now that Ding Chunqiu's acupoints are sealed, he can't even stand up. Since he can release his true energy, he can naturally kill him.

But Murong Fu stepped forward and stood in front of Ding Chunqiu, saying:

"Senior, you can't kill him."

Wu Yazi lowered his arm, but frowned, for reasons unknown.

Ding Chunqiu seemed to have grasped at a straw, grabbing Murong Fu's foot and kowtowing to him with all his might, hoping that Murong Fu would take him as a dog and spare his life.

His mouth immediately opened like a taut cotton trouser, and he uttered words like, "If you don't abandon me, I'm willing to become your godfather."

Murong Fu ignored Ding Chunqiu and continued:

"Senior, if you lose your inner energy, you will die immediately."

But if you don't pass it on, you're afraid it will hinder Yu Yan's breakthrough and prevent her from recreating the divine power of "Free and Easy Wind".

But what if you could pass it on to Yu Yan today, and you also have true energy?

After saying that, Murong Fu pointed at Ding Chunqiu, "Doesn't he still have forty or fifty years of internal energy left?"

"What a waste to kill them!"

Wu Yazi was taken aback, then his face lit up with joy.

Yes, my rebellious disciple is also a highly skilled innate master.

Although the internal energy within him wasn't authentic Xiaoyao Sect martial arts, but rather a modified, unorthodox method, absorbing this true energy was enough to sustain his life. If his grandson-in-law really was a master of medicine...

Wu Yazi nodded repeatedly. He had lived as neither human nor ghost for thirty years because of his physical disability and the need to evade his enemies.

But if after avenging their great grudge, they can recover their health and perhaps witness the return of "Free and Unfettered Wind" to the martial arts world in a few years...

Wu Yazi did indeed have some thoughts of survival.

Actually, it wasn't difficult to come up with the idea of ​​absorbing Ding Chunqiu's thoughts, but Wu Yazi had never thought that he could capture this demon Ding Chunqiu alive and put him in front of him for his own enjoyment.

But this thing that I never dreamed of has actually happened today.

Wu Yazi couldn't help but look at Murong Fu, inwardly praising him.

Thinking back, if he hadn't taken in Ding Chunqiu, this demonic seed, but instead Murong Fu, this dragon among men... perhaps he would already be the teacher of a grandmaster.

Upon hearing what Murong Fu said, Ding Chunqiu felt as if he had heard the low murmur of a judge from hell. He twisted his body and struggled with all his might to crawl out.

However, Murong Fu grabbed him by the collar and placed him next to Wu Yazi.

Ding Chunqiu looked at Wuyazi before him, a faint smile on his face, and thought to himself:

Oh dear, the Central Plains are too dangerous. I wish I hadn't come...