Cao Cao's soul transmigrates into Murong Fu's body

"It seems Murong Bo has been living near Shaoshi Mountain for a long time. It's not far from Xiao Feng's adoptive parents' home. If I hadn't had Kang Min take them with me beforehand, I reckon if Xiao Yuanshan hadn't killed Qiao Sanhuai, Murong Bo would have killed him too!"

Cao Cao thought that Murong Bo was capable of devising such a brainless act as the Battle of Yanmen Pass, and after all these years of reflection, he probably wouldn't be able to come up with any better solutions.

If Murong Bo hadn't faked his death, the Murong family would have been hunted down by various forces long ago, and restoring their kingdom would have been a complete pipe dream!

"Trick him into leaving first, and if he doesn't believe you, just hide nearby without showing your face."

With Murong Bo present during the battle at Shaolin Temple, at least Xiao Yuanshan was kept in check, preventing him from becoming too reckless.

The key now is to protect the identity of the madman. If it is exposed, it will not be good for the reputation of the Murong family.

Trees need bark, and people need face!

Cao Cao didn't want the reputation he had painstakingly built to be lost.

Cao Cao calmed everyone down, especially Duan Yu, who was terrified that Kumārajīva would break into his room and burn him alive to make a living sword manual.

Duan Yu drifted off to sleep, and although he had originally intended to go find the Fairy Sister, he decided not to disturb her since Murong Fu was nearby.

"Lord Duan, the visitor is none other than the Tibetan National Preceptor, Kumārajīva. Because he is an old friend of my Murong family, he has given me the honor of not making things difficult for Young Master Duan..."

"That Tibetan monk really won't take me to be sacrificed to your father?"

"Yu'er, don't be so presumptuous!" Duan Zhengchun bowed slightly and thanked him.

"I will always remember Young Master Murong's kindness in managing the Duan family. Now that the Shaolin Heroes' Gathering is approaching, we should hurry on our way."

Duan Zhengchun was afraid that Ruan Xingzhu would be infatuated with Murong Fu. In the past few days, he found that Ruan Xingzhu not only stopped clinging to him, but also intentionally distanced herself.

He said he was happy to be reunited with his daughter and would visit A'Zhu and A'Zi from time to time. But judging from Duan Zhengchun's male instincts, Ruan Xingzhu was definitely interested in Murong Fu.

Men like young beauties, and women like handsome young men with great martial arts skills!

"Then I won't see you off any further." Murong Fu still had to go to meet his adoptive father. Although Murong Bo, who had faked his death, had devoted himself to reading extensively at Shaolin Temple over the years, his vision was still very narrow.

Therefore, Cao Cao needed to truly enlighten him, and the ideal way was to trick him into going overseas!

He wanted to restore his kingdom, and the overseas markets were the best battlefield. Relying on the Central Plains alone would be suicide.

Although the Song Dynasty court was nothing to martial arts masters, they could enter the palace at will.

However, it is still impossible to shake its fundamental nature. From this perspective, Murong Bo is a better choice to go overseas.

The overseas islands are now truly barbarian lands, and Murong Bo needs to conquer them for him!

Duan Zhengchun wanted to leave, but Ruan Xingzhu was unwilling, and Duan Yu was even more unwilling, which made it impossible for Duan Zhengchun to leave even if he wanted to.

Feeling depressed all day, the amorous Prince Duan Zhengchun sensed danger for the first time!

On the other hand, Cao Cao arrived at an abandoned house near Shaoshi Mountain, where a gray-robed monk wearing a mask stood in the wind.

"Murong Bo's momentum is no weaker than Xiao Yuanshan's. If Murong Bo had also participated in the battle to kill Xiao Yuanshan, the martial arts practitioners led by the leader Xuan Ci would not have suffered such heavy losses."

"You've arrived!" Murong Bo's deep voice rang out. He thought Cao Cao would be surprised and kneel down to greet him, but Cao Cao remained calm.

"yes."

"Aren't you surprised that I'm still alive? And that I'm hiding inside the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository?"

"Naturally, this is in preparation for the restoration of the Great Yan!"

"Now that you know I want to restore the Great Yan, do you have any plans for this Shaolin Heroes' Gathering?"

"plan?"

"The key is to instigate a full-scale war between the Liao, Song, Dali, Tubo, and Western Xia kingdoms, so that we can reap the benefits!"

Cao Cao looked at Murong Bo as if he were a fool, his expression remaining unchanged.

The more Murong Bo, now possessed by demonic possession, spoke, the more excited he became, as if he were about to sit on the throne of the Great Yan King!

Murong Fu is the Crown Prince of the Great Yan!

Cao Cao looked disdainful. He had always had the opportunity to become the emperor of Wei, belonging to the category of the founding emperor.

Now that I've transmigrated here, why am I still allowed to be both the emperor and the crown prince?

How utterly ridiculous!

"Fu'er, the time for our Great Yan to be restored is now!"

"Father, even if the world is in chaos, a martial arts scoundrel like you who has been away from the martial world for many years cannot control the overall situation!"

"A disgrace to the martial arts world? You're saying your father is the public enemy of the martial arts world? Isn't that Xiao Feng, the Khitan?"

Murong Bo no longer recognized his son, because at this moment Murong Fu was Cao Cao, and was viewing the situation from a very high perspective.

Do you know Xiao Yuanshan?

"Xiao Feng's father? Wasn't he dead?"

"Xiao Yuanshan is not dead, and like you, he is hiding in Shaolin Temple. He has been searching for the identity of the leader and the 'delusional man.' We can now confirm who the leader is, Xuan Ci, but you know perfectly well who the 'delusional man' is. Once the Xiao family father and son reveal everything at the Heroes' Gathering, your conspiracy will be exposed!"

"So what if we reveal it? With the strength of my son and me, do we fear the Xiao family and those so-called heroes?"

Murong Bo sensed the boundless power within Cao Cao's body, and because Cao Cao had just begun practicing the Flaming Blade and the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he exuded a mysterious aura of swordsmanship.

All of this made Murong Bo feel that the time was right to restore the Great Yan!

"Father, why is our Murong family's reputation growing ever higher in the Central Plains martial arts world? It's not because our martial arts skills are so superior, but because we value chivalry and justice. And in the Jiangnan region, so many people support our Murong family—it's because we helped them during their most difficult and challenging times!"

"Now that your true identity as a madman is exposed, how will the world view the Murong family? Will they think that our Murong family deliberately started a war just to restore our kingdom?"

"Since ancient times, everything must have a just cause! Without a just cause, defeat is inevitable. Father, I suggest you continue to conceal your identity as a madman and expand overseas to accumulate strength for the Murong family's restoration!"

"Develop overseas? Fu'er, you want me to leave the Central Plains? But your father has no time."

"Father, I know what you mean. Stealing Shaolin's secret techniques caused a backlash of resentment. I already know about this. You just need to study Buddhism more and use Buddhism to eliminate the karmic erosion caused by martial arts."

"How did you know?"

"This is my deduction based on my observations of Xiao Yuanshan, Kumārajīva, and others, and it has also been verified in Kumārajīva's case. Kumārajīva is a Buddhist, so his understanding of Buddhism is quite profound. He also knows that Shaolin martial arts need to be balanced by Buddhist teachings, otherwise it is easy to damage the internal organs!"

"I see. No wonder I always felt that Buddhist books and martial arts manuals were always together in the library. Was someone doing this on purpose?"

"Yes, there are many reclusive masters in Shaolin Temple. Your movements simply cannot escape the discerning eyes of these eminent monks!"

Murong Bo recalled his experiences at Shaolin Temple over the years, and the more he thought about it, the more horrified he became.

It seems that my every move is being watched by the Shaolin monks.

They were so self-righteous, but now it seems they were just frogs in a well!

Now, after years of being affected by the karma of Shaolin's unparalleled martial arts, I am still troubled about how to eliminate the pain. Unexpectedly, the "antidote" has been right beside me all these years.

No wonder some people say that an antidote will definitely be available within five steps after being poisoned!