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

"Wow, Master, what kind of poison is this? It's incredibly potent!"

Azi used all the poisons she had on her body on Ding Chunqiu.

Even the poisonous insects he carried with him were released. Centipedes and scorpions crawled all over Ding Chunqiu, but all the poisonous insects died on the spot after touching Ding Chunqiu's skin.

When Ding Chunqiu saw that A Zi had poisoned him, he felt both angry and amused.

Ding Chunqiu had practiced poison techniques for over thirty years, and with the help of the Divine Wood King Cauldron, he had consumed countless potent poison spirits, killing them all and refining the toxins into his body.

If we're talking about poisons, he's the number one poison in the world.

He laughed at Azi's lack of strategy, actually trying to use the poison of fireflies to harm someone as radiant as him.

But even in the midst of the pain, he hoped that his traitorous disciple would give him a cut, freeing him from this sea of ​​suffering.

Just as Ding Chunqiu finished thinking, he saw Azi pull a dagger out of her leather boot.

Between blurred consciousness and pain, a glimmer of hope appeared: Is this finally going to be my death?

Who would have thought that Ding Chunqiu would actually want to die?

But he discovered that Azi simply cut open his palm and then emptied all her own bottles and jars.

The black poisonous blood was then used to hold Ding Chunqiu.

Azi secretly learned Ding Chunqiu's Dissolving Power Technique. Although her skills were not very good, she was clear about Ding Chunqiu's power circulation path and the acupoints for absorbing poison.

So she filled all the bottles and jars, knowing that this was the essence of the old monster's life, and that if she collected it all, she could save herself decades of hard work.

However, due to limited resources, he couldn't hold much in the bottles and jars he carried. In the end, he pulled out the Divine Wood King Cauldron from his crotch, filled it with venom, carefully sealed it, and put it back in its original place.

Looking at the remaining poison, Azi felt reluctant, but there was nothing she could do. She didn't want her newly recognized sister and brother-in-law to find out, otherwise she might not be able to use it at all.

Then he skipped and hopped out.

Thanks to Azi, Ding Chunqiu's body was much less poisonous, which extended the time it would take for the poison to kill him by a few days, allowing him to suffer for a few more days...

Everyone outside had finished getting ready and started walking out of the valley.

After leaving the valley, Xuan Nanxiang bid farewell to Murong Fu, saying that since the invitation had been delivered, he would take his disciples to search for people elsewhere.

Murong Fu naturally wished Xuan Nan a swift success. Before leaving, he called Xu Zhu to his side, patted his bald head, and said:

"Young master, I've saved you from a disaster, you should thank me."

Xu Zhu, not understanding the meaning, thought it was referring to Ding Chunqiu's poison skills.

It must be thanks to Benefactor Murong, otherwise I, my uncle, my grandmaster, and many good and bad people in the valley would have suffered the same fate.

So he quickly put his hands together, bowed, and paid his respects.

Murong Fu patted his bald head again, telling him to learn from his masters and not to follow the example of that monk Xuanci.

Xu Zhu, Xuan Nan, and the others were completely confused, but they nodded in agreement.

After repeatedly expressing his gratitude, he parted ways with Murong Fu and the others.

Murong Fu, along with his family, members of the Xiaoyao Sect, and members of the Xingxiu Sect, set off in a grand procession.

Now the carriage was full.

Murong Fu's carriage had an extra Azi in front of it.

The car that followed Bao Butong also included Wu Yazi, Su Xinghe, Doctor Xue, and Fan Bailing.

Fan Bailing had suffered internal injuries while trying to solve a game of chess, and was later poisoned by Ding Chunqiu, making his injuries the most severe. Therefore, he was allowed to recuperate in the carriage.

Su Xinghe needed to take care of Wu Yazi, so he let Doctor Xue get on the bus to take care of Cui Bailing.

The other six friends of Hangu followed behind the carriage, keeping an eye on the Xingxiu Sect disciples to ensure that no one escaped.

After all, these people's actual strength is quite average. Even without Murong Fu, Bao Butong could easily take on ten of them.

They are all skilled in using poison, and if they use it for evil, the consequences will be endless.

On the carriage, Murong Fu suddenly remembered something. His previous plan was to have his cousin inherit Wu Yazi's internal energy, and then wait for Kumachi to practice the "Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts", "Yi Jin Jing" and "Xiao Wu Xiang Gong" until he went into a state of demonic possession, so that she could receive his internal energy.

However, now that we have learned from Wu Yazi that in order to break through to the Grandmaster realm, the Beiming Divine Art cannot be used to absorb other people's internal energy.

It seems we'll have to find another home for Master Kumārajīva's skills.

In the carriage behind, Bao Butong noticed that Wu Yazi was present. He wanted to speak, but was afraid of angering the old man.

It turned out that he knew this seemingly young old man was actually over ninety years old and was of the same generation as the old patriarch Murong Bo's grandfather.

He was as talkative as Bao Butong, yet as silent as a child meeting a private tutor.

Needless to say, Fan Bailing and Doctor Xue were both very respectful and dared not say much when they saw their master, let alone their master and grandmaster.

Feng Bo'e fell into a deep sleep, while Duan Yu began to alternate between questioning life and indulging in fantasies.

The entire carriage was filled with a sense of unease because of the arrival of this unfamiliar living fossil of martial arts.

Suddenly, the carriage curtain was pulled back, and Murong Fu came in, saying:

"Senior, we'll reach a county town in half an hour. Let's rest for a bit before setting off again tomorrow."

But...should we go straight back to Suzhou or go find your senior sister?

Wu Yazi pondered for a moment and said, "Counting the days, it's almost time for Senior Sister to return to childhood."

Senior Sister has many enemies; she might not be able to survive this tribulation of returning to childhood.

Hmm... Let's go directly to my senior sister. If we can help her, it will be easier to earn merit.

My senior sister lives in the Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak in the Tianshan Mountains, west of the capital of the Western Xia Kingdom. It's quite a distance away.

Murong Fu nodded and said:

"Then I'll let the others go back to Suzhou first. Too many people will make the long journey more difficult."

Brother Feng, take the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass and together bring the Xingxiu Sect members back to Suzhou.

"When you get back, keep a close eye on them and make sure they don't cause any trouble. Wait for me to return."

Feng Bo'e and the others nodded in agreement.

Doctor Xue said, "Uncle-Master Murong, please call us junior disciples. Let's not be so formal."

They saw the sect leader's ring on Murong Fu's hand and heard Su Xinghe explain that Wang Yuyan would be the next sect leader, while Murong Fu was the acting sect leader.

Although the eight of them acted unconventionally, they were very proper and respectful in front of their masters and elders. Naturally, they did not want Murong Fu to be too distant or to order them around and scold them at will.

Murong Fu nodded, taking it as an agreement.

Bao Butong put his arm around Duan Yu's shoulder and said, "Brother-in-law, come back to Suzhou with us. Don't interfere with the young master's business."

Duan Yu chuckled awkwardly and said, "I feel like I've known Mr. Su for ages, I'd better keep them company..."

Bao Butong curled his lip, too lazy to even argue with him.

The group arrived in town in the evening, rested, and planned their route.

The next day, the group split into two groups and set off on their own.