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

Chapter 250 Entering Yang Buhui's Secret Passage

Murong Fu teased Zhou Zhiruo during the day and at night, and after Zhou Zhiruo fell asleep, he rode his giant eagle to harass the Mongols.

When they met up with the Dong people at Emei, Murong Fu knew that his time had come.

They then broke away from the Emei team, leaving behind the quagmire of the six major sects and the Ming Cult, and soared into the sky, heading towards the Zuowang Peak of Bright Summit.

Bright Peak stands atop the Kunlun Mountains, its body covered in snow year-round like a silver armor, surrounded by peaks that point to the sky like iron halberds.

Its majestic and continuous mountain range has seven peaks and thirteen cliffs, the highest of which is Zuowang Peak.

The area below was a scene of carnage, with blood staining the snow, but the peaks on the mountaintop stood majestically, as if coldly watching over this mortal carnage.

The giant eagle flew extremely fast, even faster than Murong Fu. After all, it had wings and was born with great strength, and its speed far exceeded that of the so-called second-best light-footed skill master in the world, the Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.

So apart from Yin Li, no one knew that Murong Fu had ridden away on the eagle, nor did anyone see him land in a small courtyard on the summit of Guangming Peak.

This courtyard is exceptionally grand and elegantly crafted, far surpassing the Wu Family Manor that burned down a couple of days ago.

This must be the home of Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of Light.

Murong Fu put the giant eagle away and stood on the artificial hill in the courtyard. His mind was focused and his true energy was surging. The entire courtyard was under his perception.

He can know everyone's actions and words.

"father."

"Yes, no regrets. I need to go out for a while; I'll be meeting with some of the pillars of the Ming Cult tonight to discuss important matters."

"Don't wander around the house. There are six major factions causing trouble below."

"Okay, when will Father be back?"

"Lang, da lang, da lang..."

Murong Fu overheard Yang Buhui and Yang Xiao's conversation, and also heard what sounded like chains scraping the ground, knowing that it must be Xiao Zhao wearing chains.

It's confirmed that this is Yang Xiao's residence.

Murong Fu didn't even wait for Yang Xiao to leave before gently landing in the courtyard and walking towards Xiao Zhao like a gust of wind.

Yang Xiao was a master of innate skill, a highly renowned master in the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, yet Murong Fu walked swaggering in the courtyard no more than ten feet away from him without him noticing.

Murong Fu entered a room and saw a woman with a limp left leg, a hunched back, and an iron chain around her wrists and between her feet.

She was completely unaware that Murong Fu was behind her, and Murong Fu walked from her right side to her front.

Even if she was slow to notice, she still noticed Murong Fu's sudden appearance, which really startled her.

"what!"

He had just opened his mouth to shout when Murong Fu covered his mouth.

Murong Fu and the woman were face to face, but he could see that her right eye was small and her left eye was large, and her nose and mouth were also distorted, making her look extremely frightening.

Murong Fu was even more certain that this was Xiao Zhao.

He said softly, "Don't make a scene, I won't hurt you."

Seeing Xiao Zhao nod, Murong Fu said:

"You must be Xiao Zhao. Now is the perfect opportunity. Take me to that secret passage."

Let's go get that cultivation manual together.

Murong Fu knew that Xiao Zhao was the daughter of Mr. Silver Leaf Han Qianye and Granny Golden Flower Dai Qisi. She was ordered by her mother to infiltrate the Ming Cult headquarters at Bright Peak to steal the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth manual.

Yang Xiao sensed something was wrong, but lacking concrete evidence, he didn't kill her. Instead, he used chains to restrict her movements.

At this time, Xiao Zhao found the entrance to the secret passage, but after entering, she found a stone door blocking her way, so she continued to lie in wait there.

Xiao Zhao suddenly saw a stunningly handsome man appear before her, saying that he wanted to go to the secret passage, and she was in a state of utter confusion.

"Did the master and young lady discover that I was using the 'Great Shift of Heaven and Earth' technique?"

Is this person testing me?

No, if they knew my purpose, they could have killed me already; there would be no need for them to test me. At this moment, Murong Fu said again, "I have a way to open that stone door."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao steeled her resolve and said, "Come with me."

Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like that of a rude middle-aged man.

Then, with his body hunched over, he led the way like a thief.

Murong Fu found it amusing, but said nothing and quietly walked behind her.

When Xiao Zhao saw Murong Fu walking so casually, she quickly went over and pressed down on his back, signaling him to bend down and imitate her.

Seeing that Murong Fu cooperated, she continued forward. When she arrived at a room, she quietly opened the door, and found that it was a boudoir.

Beside the window was a dressing table, with red candles burning brightly on it, illuminating the room with a riot of flowers, making it magnificent and luxurious.

On the other side was a bed with a low-hanging canopy, and in front of it was a pair of pink embroidered shoes belonging to a woman, indicating that someone was sleeping in the bed.

Murong Fu went inside and looked around, while Xiao Zhao quietly tried to close the door.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by a hand outside the door.

"You're something else?!"

You sneaked into my room again! What are you trying to steal?!

The owner of that hand held Xiao Zhao's hand tightly and slapped her hard across the face. Xiao Zhao tried to run back, taking a step back, but because her wrist was held, she could only take one step back.

Murong Fu saw that she had large, dark eyes and a round face, which was quite cute. Now, when she was angry, her eyes widened, adding a touch of wit. This young lady was none other than Yang Buhui, who had just said goodbye to Yang Xiao.

Xiao Zhao covered her face and said, "No, Miss... I didn't..."

"No?" Yang Buhui pointed at Murong Fu and said, "You weren't trying to steal anything, were you perhaps doing something with this adulterer on my bed?!"

Murong Fu was suddenly pointed at by the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, but he was not angry. He just turned around and glanced at Yang Buhui's gums.

Hmm. It's quite big and wide.

Yang Buhui looked at Murong Fu, who was exceptionally handsome, but never expected him to be a thief who mingled with Xiao Zhao. She sneered:

"The enemy is launching a full-scale attack, and my daughter and I are in imminent danger. You are most likely an enemy spy sent to Bright Peak, aren't you? How can my daughter and I endure your torment? We'll kill you first today!"

As he spoke, he flipped the longsword and thrust it into the little man's neck.

Murong Fu said, "Why is Sister Bu Hui so angry?"

Yang Buhui's vision blurred, and she saw the man capture her. The long sword in his hand had been sheathed at some point, as if it had never been drawn.

It was more like an embrace than a capture. Yang Buhui had never been so intimately close to a man before, and she felt both ashamed and angry.

He said, "You villain, let me go now, it's not too late to leave."

"When my father returns, you'll be dead without a burial place."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, not taking the young lady's words seriously. He tightened his embrace around the precious woman and whispered in her ear:

"My name is Murong Fu."

Before Yang Buhui could react, he pinched the back of her neck, and she collapsed into Murong Fu's arms.

Then Murong Fu said to Xiao Zhao, "Let's go." He then carried Yang Buhui to the bed.

He used his inner energy to lift Yang Buhui a zhang high on the bed.

Seeing the curiosity and doubt in Xiao Zhao's eyes, Murong Fu lay down on the bed and said, "Go downstairs first, I'll talk to you there."

Xiao Zhao glanced at Yang Buhui and said, "Okay."

Then he lay down next to Murong Fu, and then, without anyone knowing, he activated a mechanism. Suddenly, the bed board tilted to one side, and the two of them fell off.

The fall sent the person plummeting several feet, but fortunately, the ground was covered with a thick layer of soft grass, so they felt no pain. They only heard a soft thud above their head, and the bed was back to its original state.

Murong Fu controlled his inner energy to slowly descend, and gently placed the unconscious Yang Buhui on the bed.

Then Murong Fu took Xiao Zhao's hand and walked towards a secret passage on the side, striding quickly, making Xiao Zhao's feet creak.

Xiao Zhao was also filled with countless questions: Why did this person appear? How could he suspend Yang Buhui in mid-air? How did he know about this secret passage? Why was he completely unafraid...?

When she first came down, she tested the ground step by step for a long time before confirming that there were no traps, but he walked on with ease as if he knew it was safe.

Just then, Xiao Zhao suddenly noticed that the man had stopped. She thought they had arrived, but then realized they were still some distance apart.

Murong Fu then said, "Speaking of which, this chain of yours is rather in the way. How about I remove it for you?"

Xiao Zhao exclaimed in surprise, "No, no! Master will be very angry!"

Murong Fu said calmly, "That's not up to him. It's fine as long as you're willing."

Then, with a gentle, invisible sword strike, the iron chain snapped.

Murong Fu had only tested the strength before easily severing the restraints on his hands and feet.

Xiao Zhao stared blankly at her smooth wrist, where there were still some marks from iron chains, reminding her that she was not dreaming.

Then he forgot to pretend to have a tumor, a hunchback, or a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and said blankly:

"This chain is so strange that even the finest swords cannot harm it."

"Young master, what kind of weapon are you wielding?"

Even her voice had transformed into that sweet, girlish voice. She then took Murong Fu's hand and examined it closely, but aside from discovering that Murong Fu's skin was even fairer and smoother than her own, she saw nothing else.

"Young master, where are your tools?"

Murong Fu pinched his thumb against his bent ring and little fingers, and then extended his index and middle fingers outwards, making a finger-sword shape, and said with a smile:

"This is it."

"Young master, you're joking with me again."

"I'm not lying to you, look."

Then Murong Fu swung his sword, and the iron chains on the ground were easily cut, making only a slight sound due to their own weight.

Xiao Zhao picked up the iron chain and looked at the smooth, mirror-like cut. She touched it and found it to be delicate and smooth, like the side edge of a sword forged by the best blacksmith in the world.

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard a rumbling sound in the distance. She dropped the chains and went over, only to find that Murong Fu had already opened the stone door that she had tried to open many times but could not.

He turned around and smiled at Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao was momentarily captivated, but not because he possessed astonishing martial prowess as a war god.

Instead, it carries several other profound meanings.