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

Murong Fu had Wang Yuyan pick up the child, while he himself walked ahead first.

Murong Fu noticed that the three wooden houses were strangely constructed, as they had no doors. However, he already knew that they were special. He gently swept his true energy over them and silently removed three wooden planks to make a door.

He stepped in first, then let Wang Yuyan pass through carefully.

After the couple and their child went inside, they heard a sigh of admiration coming from within the house:

"What amazing kung fu!"

Murong Fu recognized the voice as old and deep from the sound of it.

Wang Yuyan had only heard Murong Fu mention that this trip was not only for the chess game, but more importantly, to meet one of her elders. Upon hearing the voice, she assumed it was someone like her grandfather or uncle.

She didn't care; she would see whomever Murong Fu told her to.

Murong Fu then helped Wang Yuyan walk into the inner room, where they found another empty room with a person sitting upright in mid-air.

Murong Fu was prepared and clasped his hands in a salute: "Greetings, senior."

Wang Yuyan was startled. How could someone be sitting in mid-air?

Is it a ghost? Or something else?...

However, Wang Yuyan glanced at Murong Fu beside her. With her cousin there, she had nothing to be afraid of.

The aged voice spoke again:

"What a handsome man!"

His voice was full of satisfaction, but then he changed the subject and said:

"Are you...Are you Aro's daughter?"

Upon closer inspection, Wang Yuyan could see that the man was tied to a black cloth, the other end of which was attached to a crossbeam, suspending his body in mid-air.

Because the wall behind him was also black, and the cloth was also black, the two blacks overlapped, making it impossible to see the cloth. At a glance, it was clear that he was sitting suspended in mid-air.

Looking at his face, he had a three-foot-long beard without a single gray hair, and his face was as smooth as jade without a single wrinkle. He was obviously not young, but he was still full of energy and had an elegant demeanor.

This made Wang Yuyan feel more favorably toward him. She figured he must be the elder her cousin had mentioned, and A'Luo was naturally referring to her mother. So she asked, "Senior, do you know my mother?"

"Yes, it really looks like her... How is your mother doing lately?"

Wu Yazi originally had some concern for his daughter, but he was ambushed and fell off a cliff years ago, resulting in injuries to all four limbs, severed meridians, and a broken waist.

Those who practice martial arts know that the waist is the axis of the body and the source of power.

He had been recuperating for many years, and while his upper body injuries had healed, his spinal injury could not be fully recovered. This had also restricted his Ren and Du meridians, caused stagnation in his dantian, and prevented his lower body from recovering. Despite his profound internal strength, he could only unleash 30% of it...

So for so many years he has endured humiliation and hidden in a secluded place. In his early years he hoped to recover his health and avenge his great grudge. But now his time is coming to an end, and he knows that he cannot recover. He only hopes to find a successor to cleanse his family.

Unexpectedly, I was able to meet my granddaughter, grandson-in-law and great-grandson today, and I was overwhelmed with emotions.

When Wang Yuyan heard the other person ask about her mother, she replied, "She went to Dali with my father. She is doing well."

"Senior, who are you?"

Wu Yazi said, "I am your mother's biological father, that is, your maternal grandfather."

You... um? You practice the Lesser Formless Skill?!

Wang Yuyan's eyes widened. She never expected that the person in front of her was her maternal grandfather, whom her mother had never mentioned before.

Because Li Qingluo was still young when Wu Yazi fell off the cliff, her memories of him became increasingly vague. Later, Li Qiushui told her that her father had died in an accident. She was sad for a while when she was young, but gradually forgot about it. Naturally, she did not mention it to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan said, "Yes, it's the Lesser Formless Skill, but I haven't mastered it yet."

Wu Yazi sighed and asked, "Where is your grandmother? Is she alright?"

Wu Yazi's feelings for his wife Li Qiushui were quite complicated. The two were fellow disciples and had been in love for many years, like a divine couple. In order to escape his somewhat troublesome senior sister, they came to Wuliang Mountain in Dali and built a hermitage called Langhuan Jade Cave to live in.

At first, the two of them discussed swordsmanship, played chess, and collected martial arts techniques from all over the world, living a carefree and leisurely life.

Wu Yazi also made a statue of Li Qiushui out of white jade, and the couple were very affectionate.

But later, Li Qiushui became pregnant, and especially after giving birth, Wu Yazi felt that Li Qiushui had changed. Perhaps it was because the two of them knew each other too well. Li Qiushui was no longer as alluring and girlish as she had been at the beginning, but had become an ordinary wife.

You might even see them picking their nose or farting, and they're becoming more and more different from the junior sister you liked back then.

Therefore, he preferred to stay with this jade statue, which exuded a youthful charm. The statue became Wu Yazi's ideal woman, even surpassing the real Li Qiushui.

Li Qiushui was also angered by this, and gave him a green hat, and the couple gradually drifted apart.

Finally, one day, Li Qiushui and her disciple Ding Chunqiu launched a sneak attack on him while he was practicing, knocking him off a cliff and damaging his foundation.

However, he was later rescued by his eldest disciple, Su Xinghe, and only then did he learn that the two had been having an affair.

But when Ding Chunqiu, this traitor, wanted to go down the cliff to eliminate all traces of the traitor, it was Li Qiushui who stopped him.

Wu Yazi was able to live for another thirty years. His feelings for Li Qiushui were quite complicated, and in the end, they could only turn into a sigh.

Wang Yuyan said, "Just like I've never met my maternal grandfather before, I've never met my maternal grandmother either, and my mother has never mentioned her."

Later, after Murong Fu explained, Wu Yazi learned that after Li Qingluo was taken to live in Gusu by Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu for a period of time, she was left to live alone.

So he said to Wang Yuyan, "Good girl, come here."

Wang Yuyan glanced at Murong Fu, then carried the child forward.

When Wu Yazi saw Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu's child, whose skin was as white as jade and whose eyes were as bright as stars, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What a handsome child!"

He held Murong Fu in particularly high regard.

He then lightly placed two fingers on Wang Yuyan's wrist. Suddenly, Wang Yuyan felt a heat in her pulse point, and a powerful internal force rose from her arm. It turned out that he was testing Wang Yuyan's internal strength.

Wu Yazi stroked his beard and said, "Hmm, not bad. For your age, to have mastered the Lesser Formless Skill to a minor level (LV.2) is quite an achievement."

How long have you been practicing this skill?

Wang Yuyan said, "It's been more than two months."

"That's good, two... um?!"

What?! Only two months!!!

Wu Yazi, who had just been acting like a hermit, suddenly broke off a tuft of his own beard, completely losing his composure.

It should be noted that even though Kumārajīva was a martial arts prodigy, he only managed to reach the initial stage (LV.1) of the Lesser Formless Skill in three months.

The three martial arts of the Free and Unfettered Sect are all top-notch skills, and they also require exceptional talent.

Ding Chunqiu, as a top-tier master, naturally possessed exceptional talent, yet he couldn't even begin to master the Lesser Formless Skill, and he only learned some rudimentary techniques of the Northern Darkness Divine Skill.

Although he later combined some techniques of the Northern Darkness Divine Art with poison to create the Dissolving Power Technique, it also proves that the practice of this technique is very demanding.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yuyan achieved minor mastery in just two months... If it's true, Wu Yazi could only sigh that he had struck gold, especially since she was his own granddaughter.

Wu Yazi calmed himself down and looked at Murong Fu.

"You brat from the Murong family, come here."