"Could I be considered a treasure?"

A melodious sound came from the sky.

The two women were shocked and looked up in horror.

The woman in blue palace attire shouted sternly, "Who's lurking here! Come out!"

"Interesting." Murong Fu laughed. "Bombarding my doorstep and questioning my shady dealings? How interesting."

"Friend, I'm sorry, my sister..."

"Shut up!"

The woman in pink tried to explain, but was immediately stopped by the woman in blue.

"You're playing tricks! Take this slap from me!"

The woman in blue locked onto the figure in mid-air and soared away.

Bright Jade Palm!

Her slender hand resembled a vortex, gathering countless primordial energies of heaven and earth, twisting them into a ball, and blasting towards Murong Fu.

"Certainly!"

Murong Fu uttered only one word.

The woman in blue remained frozen in mid-air, unable to move even her eyes, and even the spiritual energy in her hands seemed to solidify.

Only the mind can remain active.

She was horrified.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Does the word become law?

Spell?

How could such martial arts exist in this world!

"Senior, please spare my sister, she..."

The woman in pink knelt on the water's surface, pleading for mercy.

A cold, indifferent gaze swept over.

The woman in pink was also frozen in place, unable to move, her mouth open but unable to utter the remaining words.

"My household happens to be short two sweeping maids, and I think you two would be perfect." Murong Fu stroked his chin, glancing at them:

"If you don't speak, it means you agree."

That's all.

A gust of wind carried them away, flying them into the mist.

In no time.

Then he returned to the outside of the room.

"Husband, who are they?"

Guo Fu, holding Murong Fu's arm, looked curiously at the two women in palace attire.

All the women looked over, full of curiosity.

Murong Fu smiled and explained, "These two were knocking on the door outside. Being hospitable, I brought them in to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the manor."

"Hospitable?"

Dongfang Bai smiled faintly, walked forward, and pinched the two women's cheeks, only to find that they didn't move at all, not even blinking.

“My husband, I recognize them,” Dongfang Bai said.

"Oh? Who are they?" Murong Fu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The Grand Mistress of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue."

"The Second Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace, Lianxing."

Dongfang Bai introduced them one by one, saying, "They are like dragons, appearing and disappearing without a trace. I only met them once a few years ago, and I never expected to see them here again today."

"So you are the two palace mistresses of Yihua Palace. I have heard of them before." Murong Fu nodded. "I asked them earlier if they would like to stay and serve as sweeping maids. I hope the ladies have no objections?"

"No objection."

Dongfang Bai laughed and said, "It is our honor that the dignified Palace Master of Yihua Palace is serving as a sweeping maid."

"Yes, we agree."

The other wives all nodded.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and untied the two women from their restraints.

"You thief! You..."

Yaoyue tried to make a move, but she stumbled and almost fell.

Lianxing quickly supported her, "Sister, don't be impulsive."

"My internal energy! It's gone!"

Yaoyue looked down at her hands, incredulous and unable to accept it.

Murong Fu shrugged and said with a faint smile, "Mere maids don't need profound internal strength. I've sealed your dantian. If you're not satisfied, you can commit suicide."

"I will commit suicide..."

Yaoyue's beautiful face twisted in pain. She had come to Songzhou because she wanted to break through to the Celestial Realm, but before she could even reach that level, her inner strength was sealed.

"elder sister!"

Lianxing's face was bitter; she feared her sister might really commit suicide.

"Hmph! I haven't lived enough yet!"

Inviting the Moon said.

Murong Fu suddenly shrugged and said, "Is that so? Then I'll send you to your death."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger.

The power of flicking one's fingers.

A burst of primordial energy condensed into a blast that pierced the heart of the Moon-Inviting Pavilion.

Silently.

Inviting the moon to the ground, she died.

"elder sister!"

Lianxing was stunned and burst into tears.

My sister just died like that!

That death was so sudden!

Murong Fu asked calmly, "Miss Lianxing, would you like me to give you a ride as well?"

Lianxing choked up. He still wanted to kill me!

The women were stunned. Why did their husband kill them?

According to past practice, shouldn't it be reserved for dual cultivation?

Even if things don't go well, they can still be treated as maids; after all, two good-looking maids are not bad.

Lianxing closed her eyes and said painfully, "I'm sorry to trouble you to see me off, young master."

However.

Murong Fu did not kill her.

Instead, he released a cloud of mist that entered Yaoyue's body.

The bleeding wound on Yaoyue's chest healed rapidly, and her eyes blinked before suddenly opening.

Lianxing seemed to sense something, opened her eyes, and met his gaze.

"Sister! You're alive!" Lianxing exclaimed in surprise as she hugged Yaoyue.

"Lianxing, you're dead too?"

"Inviting the moon," she said, her voice weak.

She clearly remembers being pierced through the heart, and then her soul leaving her body.

"No!" Lianxing shook her head. "It was you who was resurrected, sister! That person resurrected you!"

"He resurrected me?"

The image that appeared in Yaoyue's mind was a cloud of mist that enveloped her soul and entered her body, after which she came back to life.

With such a feat of bringing the dead back to life and healing bones, could he be a deity?

For a moment, Yaoyue stared at Murong Fu with horror in her eyes.