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

Chapter 243 Murder Requires Arson: Heading to the Secret Realm

Just then, the entire Wu Family Manor was brightly lit, and Wu Lie, Wu Qingying, and others arrived in the courtyard. They all heard Zhu Jiuzhen's screams.

Wu Lie shouted, "You little thief! Who are you?!"

Murong Fu turned around and saw the man with a big beard and large eyes. He figured it must be Wu Lie. Considering Wu Lie's fiery temper and lack of Zhu Changling's quick wit, he decided there was no need to beat around the bush. So he asked:

"Could they be descendants of Wu Santong?"

Wu Lie was surprised that this person knew about his ancestors. Then he looked closer and saw that the young man had a face like jade, a tall and slender figure, and an elegant demeanor. He was clearly no ordinary person. He was about to ask a question.

But then, Wu Qingying's voice suddenly rang out: "Ah! Senior brother, what's wrong with you??"

"Blood, so much blood! Dad, look, my senior brother is bleeding so much!"

When Wu Lie saw his disciple bleeding profusely, he was also enraged.

He shouted sternly, "Boy! You have a past with my Wu family?! What have you done to my disciple?!"

Before Murong Fu could speak, Wu Qingying shouted:

"Fine, you shameless Zhu Jiuzhen!"

How could you... You killed your father, and now you're coming to bring misfortune upon my senior brother?! I'll beat you to death!

Then the two women were seen wrestling.

Although Zhu Jiuzhen managed to pull her clothes up, she was in a hurry and didn't finish dressing. And once the two started fighting, they were completely disorganized.

They used every method imaginable: scratching faces, tearing clothes, and pulling hair.

Murong Fu watched with great interest, but Wu Lie was shocked to see his daughter and niece in such a disgraceful state and was about to speak up to stop them.

But Murong Fu wanted to see how he could be allowed to make a move, so he lightly tapped the air and froze Wu Lie and the maids and servants behind him.

Then you see the two women become fierce, lose themselves in the fight, and fight like their lives depend on it.

Both of them were third-rate experts who had cultivated a trace of true qi, so their mere clothes naturally couldn't withstand their tearing. They fell like autumn leaves in the wind.

The two of them wrestled and fought for a while, until the sky darkened, and they lost count of how many times they stepped on Wei Bi during that time.

At first, when Wei Bi shouted, the two women would blame each other.

"Zhu Jiuzhen, you're too heartless! You actually stepped on your senior brother's foot! Quickly kowtow and confess your sins!"

"Heh, Wu Qingying. You were the one who stepped on your senior brother and hurt him, how dare you turn around and blame me?!"

Even the dull-witted Wu Lie outside knew what was going on with these three. Seeing the two women's ugly behavior and the snow-white expanse, he helplessly closed his eyes.

Blood was already seeping from his mouth, clearly caused by his demonic possession.

After being trampled on repeatedly, Wei Bi fell silent. The two women's eyes were bloodshot, and they were now truly enraged, wanting nothing more than for each other to die.

Having reached this point, Murong Fu was completely satisfied.

He waved his hand to release Wu Lie's pressure points and said, "I'm asking you, how long have Zhang Wuji and Zhu Changling been gone since they fell off the cliff?"

After Wu Lie's acupoints were released, he was finally able to spit out the mouthful of blood he had been holding in his mouth, which immediately sprayed all over the ground.

At the same time, he also realized how powerful this young master was. He had naturally seen Zhu Changling's One-Finger Divine Skill, but he had heard that only the most outstanding masters of ancient times, such as Emperor Duan, could reach the level of striking acupoints from a distance.

Hearing that the other party knew about his ancestor Wu Santong, he figured that the other party was probably a descendant of some powerful family, which explained his knowledge and martial arts skills.

Then he remembered that the other party had asked about Zhang Wuji's whereabouts, probably because they were also after the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Suddenly, a jumble of thoughts came to mind.

Knowing that this man, though deceiving him, could not be easily offended, she disregarded her daughter and said to Murong Fu:

"Young master, I don't know Zhang Wuji, but my brother Zhu fell off the cliff more than five years ago."

"But this is a family secret... What do you mean?"

After Murong Fu learned the time, he calculated that Zhang Wuji should have already mastered his divine skills by now, and so he said:

"My name is Murong Fu. Your ancestor Wu Santong was a lewd man who fell in love with his own daughter. I never expected that each generation would be worse than the last, and your Wu family is now even more despicable."

Then a sword aura pierced through his abdomen, piercing his intestines and stomach, and he was already beyond saving.

He then rebuked the servants, saying, "Go away, and never follow the example of the Zhu and Wu families again."

Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish.

In this world, too many people, after learning martial arts, no longer value the lives of ordinary people.

But Murong Fu never had such thoughts. Perhaps it was the influence of his past life memories. Although Murong Fu had killed countless people, he always treated the lives of ordinary people as his own.

Then he looked at the ancestral hall, where Wei Bi had already fallen asleep, sleeping more soundly than anyone else.

Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying were looking at Murong Fu from behind their clothes.

Wu Qingying knew that this man could decide her life or death at any time, so she suppressed her deep hatred and displayed her graceful demeanor, saying, "Young Master Murong, this humble woman is willing to serve you for the rest of my life."

Zhu Jiuzhen, naturally unwilling to be outdone, shook her body to show off her advantages.

Murong Fu had no interest in this kind of woman, and simply said, "Zhang Wuji is Zhang Sanfeng's grand-disciple and Yin Tianzheng's grandson. He comes from a distinguished family and has first-rate talent."

He hadn't met many women of marriageable age before, and he was bewitched by you, Zhu Jiuzhen.

You harmed him because of this Wei Bi who only has mediocre skills.

Hehe, Zhang Wuji has already become a top-tier martial arts master in this world. What a pity... You could have become the enviable Mrs. Zhang, the woman of the martial arts world...

After Murong Fu finished speaking, a sword aura pierced through the abdomens of the three men one after another.

He then used his true energy to sense the location of the Zhu family's treasure, looted it, and then set fire to the Wu family manor.

Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly saw three people arrive, one in front and two behind. The one in front was a middle-aged man, and the two behind him were a middle-aged couple.

She and Murong Fu were on opposite sides of the house. She did not see Murong Shengfu, but Murong Fu could easily sense her presence.

"Mr. Yao, what's going on...?"

"Sect Leader He, I don't know either!"

"Fire! Where are the servants?! Brother Wu?!"

Upon hearing the conversation, Murong Fu knew that the three people must be Yao Qingquan, He Taichong, and Ban Shuxian.

None of them were good people, and Murong Fu showed no mercy, unleashing an invisible sword aura.

The three were horrified to find that each other's heads suddenly began to roll, and then they found that their world was spinning, followed by complete darkness.

Murong Fu then used his Dragon-Capturing Skill to throw the corpses into the burning manor.

Then they summoned a giant eagle, and it soared into the sky.

As the giant eagle flew, it also discovered a valley that resembled a fairyland. Murong Fu thought that it must be the same valley where Zhang Wuji discovered the white ape.

He then had the giant eagle take him there.

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, we passed through the thick clouds and arrived at that secret realm where the grass was lush and the climate was like spring all year round.

Turning his head, he saw a little monkey perched on a branch, tilting its head and looking at him.