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

Chapter 391 They dared to steal from my Murong family?!

Murong Fu had practiced the Cloud Dispelling Palm before, and he quickly mastered all the moves.

However, there was absolutely no clue about the twelfth move, "Gloomy Clouds and Desolate Sky," and the thirteenth move, "White Clouds and Changing Dogs."

At the time, Murong Fu realized that he had not grasped the meaning behind it, and now it seems that he was right.

After gaining a slight understanding of the Cloudless Form through the White Cloud Smoke Crystal, he had already grasped the basics of the previously intangible "White Clouds and Changing Dogs".

As for gloom and despair... Murong Fu felt that he lacked "gloom" and "dread," after all, his life had nothing to do with sorrow.

But with martial arts, every inch of progress brings its own joy.

Murong Fu was not a perfectionist; he practiced as much as he could, and as long as he made progress, that was good enough.

The wives around him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Murong Fu had finished his practice and was done with his work.

Although they all felt that Murong Fu would not go mad from practicing martial arts.

But what if?

After all, he was her husband, and from the moment they met, he had been the man who brought them peace and stability.

How could I not worry?

Just as they were about to step forward, they realized that the other women also wanted to check on Murong Fu's condition as soon as possible.

For a moment, everything froze, but the children ran to their father's side and formed a circle around him.

Five- or six-year-olds run the fastest, while teenagers and those in their twenties lag behind. This is because older siblings are considerate of their younger siblings.

The scene was chaotic, but Murong Fu only felt a sense of warmth, listening to each child's chatter: "Daddy, what kind of kung fu is that? Is it easy to learn?!"

"I want to fly too, Daddy!"

"Daddy, when are we going out to buy flower hair ties? I don't want anyone else to give them to me, I want Daddy to come with me to choose."

"Father, I don't want to practice swordsmanship anymore, I want to learn this instead."

As Jiajing looked at his children and grandchildren from afar, he couldn't help but think of his young son.

I was so envious I almost gritted my teeth.

Murong Fu listened to his children's various requests, and then looked at his eldest son and daughter, who were standing a little distance away, wanting to go forward but too embarrassed to compete with their younger siblings for affection.

I was thinking of spending some quality time with the children today.

Murong Fu said loudly, "Very well, Father agrees to everything, I agree to everything today."

Then, with a slight lift of his hand, a massive amount of smoke was released from his body. This was the eleventh move of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm, the Cloud Wonderland, which was originally a move with a strong killing intent. It placed the enemy in the clouds, making them unable to see the boundaries. The clouds and mist could also cause the opponent to have illusions and see the scene they feared most. This was also the time when the opponent could not defend against it. When the enemy was confused, a fatal palm strike was delivered.

But at this moment, it seems like a paradise in the clouds, gently enveloping each child.

With a wave of his hand, Murong Fu sent the entire cloud of rain and mist rising into the sky, carrying even the children in the arms of Li Qinglu and Lu Wushuang to the clouds.

The wives watched as their children ascended to heaven, only to hear Murong Fu leave behind the words, "I took the children out to play today; I'll take you all next time."

The women looked at each other, some worried and some happy.

Instead, Yaoyue sighed deeply: "Sigh, he's gotten stronger again..."

"

She then silently practiced the Qi-inducing technique, having already mastered it a few days prior, and discovered that it was completely different from the Mingyu Gong, the Wedding Dress Divine Gong, and so on.

While techniques like Mingyu Gong can enhance one's strength through powerful medicines and treasures, the Qi-Inducing Technique relies entirely on drawing upon external objects, namely true qi, to strengthen oneself.

At this moment, Yaoyue has reached the pinnacle of her cultivation, and her path forward is cut off.

She didn't know if continuing to accumulate experience would allow her to make further breakthroughs, but the new method brought by Murong Fu certainly intrigued her.

After all, having reached the ninth level of Mingyu Gong, a true qi vortex has formed within his body, allowing him to exert maximum power at all times without needing any extra effort.

So she had time to study the Qi Refining Technique, but... she looked at her younger sister beside her. She had succeeded in Qi Induction in four days, but Lianxing had succeeded in one day.

Before meeting Murong Fu, she never accepted that anyone was better than her, nor did she tolerate anyone disobeying her.

She was unwilling to accept the idea that her younger sister might be more talented than her.

But then she thought that Lianxing hadn't broken through to the ninth level of Mingyu Gong yet, and realized that she might be overthinking it.

After a brief internal struggle, he snorted and left the area.

Lianxing didn't think much of it when she heard her sister's cold snort.

She has always been like this.

After ascending to heaven, Murong Fu's children were extremely excited.

An average child might be afraid of such a height that leaves the ground.

But the children of the Murong family were all incredibly audacious. The adults were even more so, and the underage children were especially excited about it.

Murong Fu led a group of children on a journey through mountains and lakes.

They soon arrived in Bianjing, the most prosperous city in the world of Tianlong.

"The older ones should watch over the younger ones, and they shouldn't run around randomly!"

Lang'er, you're the eldest brother, you should sign up for each one!

Xiao Hai, I don't care if you're lazy at home, but you have to see your younger brother and sister when you come out!

Thirty-odd children may seem like a lot, but to the young people of Murong Fu's previous life, it might have been a disaster.

After all, back then, a child required six people—parents, elders, and others—to take turns caring for them.

In reality, the more children you have, the easier they are to manage; older children are more effective at looking after younger ones than parents.

As they were talking, they saw Murong Qiudi slap Murong Zhi. Murong Zhi neither cried nor made a fuss, but instead kicked his sister back with red eyes. Seeing the two of them about to start fighting, Murong Fu laughed heartily.

"Let's go. Tell Dad what you want to eat, and I'll buy it! If you have money, you have to eat!"

In the Valley of Immortality, the children drink from the Spring of Immortality and eat vegetables grown there every day. They are very healthy, but after eating too much of it, their taste lingers a bit bland.

It tastes completely different from the snacks sold on the street.

These street food snacks are high in oil and salt, which are unhealthy, but eating them occasionally can be a treat for the taste buds.

Kids like Murong Lang, who are away from home all year round, don't really feel anything, since they can eat whatever they want.

But the children who hadn't yet left the Valley of Immortality were completely captivated.

When Murong Fu saw so many children scattered around, he realized that paying the bill seemed a bit of a hassle.

So he found a nearby money exchange and swapped the gold, silver, and copper coins in his personal storage space for an equivalent value.

He then used his voice to call all the children to his side: "You monkeys, come here!"

One string of cash per person!

He then took out strings of copper coins from his sleeve and distributed them to each of the children who could walk.

Including Murong Lang and others, "It's the same for everyone, you all have one string of them too."

Whether it's Murong Lang, Murong Bao'er, or Murong Hai, they will always be children in front of Murong Fu.

The people in the city were all lords of Bianjing, and naturally had seen a lot of the world, but it was still quite rare to see several men with more than twenty children.

Bianjing is a large city, so naturally all kinds of people can be found there.

Murong Fu gave each of the children a string of coins, which was just pocket money and nothing to worry about.

But for some people who make a living with their hands, it's a piece of meat.

Naturally, some people secretly want to harm the child.

A thief is a thief. The idea of ​​"honor among thieves" only exists in picture books. If you have money, you can even steal from your own parents, let alone a child on the street.

One of the ordinary-looking thieves took a liking to Murong Qiwu, Zhong Ling and Murong Fu's second child. He was eight years old this year, but because he had always lived in the Valley of Immortality, he looked only five years old.

That thief was a notorious thief in the Bianjing area, and had never been caught.

Nicknamed "Four Hands", it has one more hand than the previous generation "Three Hands".

His target was certainly not the string of coins in the child's hand.

He just wanted to test the man's character through the child. If the man didn't notice anything amiss, he planned to steal Murong Fu himself.

He does this not only for a living, but also out of interest and for the thrill.

"Hehe, got it!"

He reached for the string of copper coins, but his eyes remained fixed on Murong Fu.

He considered himself unparalleled in his thieving skills, believing he could steal things without even looking.

But at that moment, he suddenly felt resistance.

kindness?"

A question arose in his mind, and he looked at his left hand, only to find that it was being held tightly by the little girl.

Can't move!

The four hands looked up and saw the little girl's eyes widen like a bull's as she gritted her teeth and said, "You! Stole! My! Money!"

He never imagined that after a lifetime as an eagle, he would be shot by a young hunter in the end.

He immediately looked up and said, "Whose child is this?!"

Whose child doesn't keep a proper eye on them, grabbing adults' hands like that here?

If you don't discipline me, I'll have to do it myself.

"It's my child."

Murong Fu squinted at the person in front of him and said, "What are you going to do?"

The four hands looked at Murong Fu and couldn't help but admire his good looks, but they were not to be outdone in their words, saying, "Take your child back home! How can you just grab people on the street like that?"

As he spoke, he tried to pry open Murong Qiwu's hand, but found that her hand was like a pair of pliers, gripping it tightly, which gave him a bad feeling.

At this moment, Murong Lang, as the eldest brother, quickly stepped forward.

Looking at Murong Fu's expression, he knew that he was unwilling to let the matter end peacefully.

When he reached Murong Qiwu's side, he said to her, "Sister, let go of him first."

How could you touch his hands when they're so dirty?

When the four hands heard Murong Lang's first words, they nodded.

But upon hearing his second sentence and seeing him take out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's hands, a nameless anger surged within me.

Are my four hands some kind of dirty thing?!

Then he said, "Father, my little sister is fine. This man is stealing."

What should I do? Report it to the authorities?!

Report to the authorities?

When Murong Fu heard Murong Lang speak, he was taken aback, thinking to himself that his son was quite legally conscious.

But this isn't a society governed by the rule of law.

So he said, "Make sure he can't steal anything anymore, then report him to the authorities."

Upon hearing this, Murong Lang nodded and, before the four hands could react, grabbed the right hand that had just been extended.

With a gentle squeeze, the bones, muscles, and nerves of his forearm were split apart from the middle, squeezed to both sides, leaving only a thin layer of skin connecting them in the middle.

The swaying and rattling scared away the onlookers.