Outside Wanfu Mountain.

High in the sky.

Looking at the collapsing mountain range,

A look of worry flashed across Lu Xueqi's beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan said, "Senior Brother Murong is highly skilled; he will be fine."

These words were not only to comfort Lu Xueqi, but also to comfort himself.

Lu Xueqi glanced at him and tentatively agreed with his statement.

...

The Blood-Dripping Cave, deep within.

"This is the real Blood-Dripping Cave!"

Youji was so excited she couldn't contain herself.

After years of searching, it turns out I've only ever been hovering at the entrance, never actually entering the Dripping Blood Cave!

The cave dwelling was very simple and easy to see at a glance. Several shelves held a number of items, but these items were not ordinary.

Biyao gazed intently at one of them, an antique-style bell that resembled the one on her wrist.

The difference is that this is the genuine product, while the one on her wrist is a counterfeit.

"This is the Hehuan Bell! Lady Jinling's natal magic weapon, the Hehuan Bell!" Youji exclaimed excitedly.

"It is said that Lady Jinling once fell in love with a black-hearted old man. I never thought it was true. Lady Jinling's life treasures were actually stored in the Dripping Blood Cave."

Biyao looked at Murong Fu, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry: "Husband, I want this, is that alright?"

Murong Fu smiled faintly, made a grasping motion, and the Hehuan Bell floated over.

But before Biyao could reach out to take it, a bolt of lightning was born from nothingness, cleansing the Hehuan Bell.

bite!

The acacia bells chime softly.

Then came a scream: "Ah!!"

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

Her voice was melodious and beautiful, like celestial music, and extremely alluring.

Biyao was startled: "This is... a remnant soul?"

Youji asked in surprise, "Lady Jinling's remnant soul is actually inside the Hehuan Bell? Is she preparing to possess another body and be reborn?"

Suddenly, she thought of the Black-Hearted Old Man again. Could this demonic giant also have a remnant soul?

After eliminating the remnant soul, Murong Fu held the Hehuan Bell in his hand and said with a smile, "Never underestimate these seniors. Even a minor cultivator in the Golden Core stage wanted to be reborn as a zombie, let alone the giants of the demonic path back then."

Youji nodded in deep agreement.

Biyao, however, stared intently at the Hehuan Bell with her beautiful eyes: "Husband, this bell..."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, took out a rope, strung the Hehuan Bells together to make a necklace, and put it on Biyao.

Biyao touched the bell on her chest, overjoyed.

“This is no ordinary rope!” Youji noticed something amiss.

Biyao was taken aback. Not an ordinary rope? What did that mean?

She carefully touched the cord of the bell necklace; it emanated spiritual energy, indicating that it was indeed extraordinary.

Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "You Ji has a good eye. This is the Immortal Binding Rope, which has the effect of trapping people."

Biyao was taken aback again, and her eyes couldn't help but show a hint of resentment: "My husband doesn't trust me and wants to bind me with the Immortal Binding Rope?"

"Silly girl, this is a gift for you. This magical treasure naturally belongs to you." Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh and hugged Biyao tightly. "If you don't trust your husband, your husband will punish you."

Murong Fu was a free-spirited man, and immediately punished Biyao.

The decision was made to toughen their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their spirits, and thwart their endeavors...

Youji was stunned. This man was truly different.

But she soon had no time to lament, because Murong Fu, hating her so much, punished her as well.

Time stands still in the cave.

No one knows how much time has passed.

Murong Fu glanced at the two sleeping women, silently got up, and walked deeper into the cave.

The wall here bears the general outline of the Heavenly Book: "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs; the sage is ruthless, treating the people like straw dogs..."

This statement does not mean that all things are truly treated as straw dogs.

Rather, it refers to the impartiality of Heaven, where all things are the same, without distinction of high or low, noble or base.

Similarly, in the eyes of a sage, all people are the same: princes, nobles, landlords, and commoners are all straw dogs.

"I see."

A realization flashed in Murong Fu's eyes.

The paths of immortals, Buddhas, demons, monsters, and even ghosts are not much different; they are simply different differentiations of the same path, leading to the same destination.

People have categorized these many paths in detail, simply to fit their own path, nothing more.

The Heavenly Book points directly to the Great Dao!

boom!

Murong Fu's aura surged, and the barrier between his cultivation realms shattered with a deafening roar.

The aura surged!

It didn't stop until it reached the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

The originally distinct immortal and Buddhist magical powers within his body merged together, forming a pure magical power that points directly to the source.

Although he was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, to put it bluntly, Murong Fu would have no fear even if he faced a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

"You've broken through? What realm have you reached?"

You Ji woke up at some point and stared blankly at Murong Fu.

Although he clearly sensed that Murong Fu was at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage, upon closer inspection, he felt that Murong Fu was unfathomable, like a bottomless pit.

It was as if the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage was merely a display he deliberately showed, just as his previous Foundation Establishment cultivation was only what Murong Fu wanted the world to see, and his true cultivation level remained unknown.

"Does it matter?" Murong Fu shrugged with a faint smile, then pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Does my cultivation level matter?"

Youji smiled bitterly; it really wasn't important.

Regardless of Murong Fu's cultivation level, she was already Murong Fu's woman.

At this moment, she understood why Biyao had fallen into depravity.

That feeling... she was also conquered.

It's really addictive!