A storm was brewing in Songzhou.

However, Murong Fu lived a low-key life with three wives and four concubines.

until.

The four powerful generals returned together to report: "Young Master! Something terrible has happened! A large number of experts have suddenly flooded into Songzhou!"

"What happened?"

Murong Fu became interested and asked.

"We don't know either, but we've learned that many grandmasters have flocked to Songzhou, including the Grand Master of Fate and the Junior Master of Fate from the Yin-Yang School in Qinzhou, Lü Bu and his daughter Lü Qiling from Hanzhou, and Yuanfang and Li Bai from Tangzhou..."

"People are coming from every state, there are so many!"

Deng Baichuan replied.

Bao Butong scratched his head and said, "Young master, do you think there might be a treasure in our Songzhou?"

Feng Bo'e shook his head: "Third Brother, don't talk nonsense. What kind of treasure could attract heroes from all over the world?"

The group argued, all of them somewhat worried.

Murong Fu pondered carefully and recalled the strange phenomenon that occurred when he broke through to the Celestial Realm a few days ago. It must be that all the martial artists in the world had noticed the situation.

"Ignore him."

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "I will teach you a set of formations. Set up the formations in the valley where you train troops to prevent others from spying on you."

Afterwards, Murong Fu handed over the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation to them and then told them to leave.

During his time as a Grandmaster, Murong Fu had already learned various formations. After breaking through to the Celestial Realm, he gained a deeper understanding of formations.

It can be said that the previous formations were still at the mortal level.

Now, Murong Fu is confident that even a Grandmaster would not be able to break the formation.

To protect his wives, he had long ago set up a formation near Taihu Lake, so that Yanziwu and Mantuo Villa could no longer be seen from the outside; all that could be seen was a cloud of mist.

Even when you go deep into the fog, you can still lose your way.

Even worse, some were trapped in illusionary formations and turned on each other.

"Husband!" Azi ran over quickly and called out, "Sister Azhu said her stomach hurts, she's probably about to give birth."

Immediately, Abi ran over: "Miss Biao, Little Dragon Girl, and Sister Mochou are also having stomach aches; they're about to give birth!"

"Great, great, great, four blessings in one day!"

Murong Fu smiled broadly.

In the big room.

The nannies were extremely busy, as all four ladies were about to give birth at the same time, and no one dared to be careless.

"Wow..."

"Wow..."

The continuous cries of the baby brought smiles of relief to everyone's faces.

"They've given birth, they've all given birth, four daughters."

The old woman came out to announce the good news.

Zhong Ling held her son beside her, secretly delighted. Of all her husband's many daughters, only her child was a boy. This was a sure thing!

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, host, you have successfully expanded your business.]

[Born with four daughters, reward quadrupled!]

[The host is rewarded with the Sacred Heart Technique!]

[Automatic mastery achieved!]

"Sacred Heart Technique?"

Murong Fu's heart stirred. This martial art was created by the ancient and cunning Emperor Shitian [Xu Fu], who spent a thousand years gathering the martial arts of thousands of schools and the characteristics of phoenix blood to create an unparalleled divine skill.

After mastering the Sacred Heart Technique, one possesses numerous extraordinary abilities: immortality, eternal youth, resurrection of the dead, absorption of the souls of others, and an indestructible body, among others.

Ironically, even its creator, Xu Fu, never mastered this martial art.

but.

Murong Fu has achieved great success!

This martial art has endless uses, which greatly broadened Murong Fu's horizons.

"Very well! Ladies, you have helped me achieve mastery of the Sacred Heart Technique; you deserve a reward!"

Murong Fu was overjoyed and went into the room to give them a big hug.

They were infused with vital energy in turn, helping them to maintain their youth forever.

The women didn't know what had happened, but after embracing their husbands, their tired bodies regained their strength, feeling as comfortable as if they had soaked in a hot spring.

Suddenly.

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow, sensing with his divine sense that someone was forcibly breaking through the formation, attempting to shatter the barrier with martial arts.

He hadn't noticed it before, but after his power greatly increased, his divine sense became more acute, and the range of his surveillance more than doubled.

Murong Fu did not rush to deal with the matter. Instead, he comforted the ladies one by one and hugged the children.

Then he left the room.

Murong Fu smiled at the women waiting at the door and said, "Take good care of them. I need to take care of some small matters."

Although Murong Fu spoke of it casually, the women, as his wives, could tell that it was probably no small matter!

But they believed in Murong Fu's abilities.

"Be careful, my husband."

Under the watchful eyes of his wives, Murong Fu shrank the distance between them, took a single step, and was in the air.

And then, he disappeared.

Guo Fu exclaimed in surprise, "My husband's lightness skill is becoming more and more superb!"

Yue Lingshan clicked her tongue and said, "I haven't seen my husband practice martial arts, but his skills are getting stronger and stronger."

"I suspect my husband practices the Yin-Yang dual cultivation method!"

Ah Zi said quietly.

The women exchanged glances; this guess was absolutely right.

Dongfang Bai's gaze was distant; her ambitions went beyond simply bearing Murong Fu's child. She wanted to learn advanced martial arts from Murong Fu!

...

Outside Yanziwu.

"Sister, this place is just a natural fog, why are you so determined to dispel it?"

A woman in a pink palace dress stepped onto the water's surface and frowned.

In mid-air, the woman in blue palace attire said coldly, "Shut up! What do you know! This place is not simple! This is an array! Such a perfectly formed array must contain treasures!"

After saying that, she struck the mist with another palm strike.

But soon more fog filled the hole.

"I wonder if I qualify as a treasure?"

A clear, resonant voice came from above.