Bottom of Wuliang Cliff.

The water in the pool was icy cold, and the chill was biting. Duan Yu shivered as he struggled to swim to the shore from the small pool.

"I'm still alive, that's great."

Duan Yu lay on the grass, panting heavily, having narrowly escaped death.

suddenly.

He jumped up in surprise.

A divine couple descended gracefully, like celestial beings from beyond the heavens.

Upon closer inspection, it looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before.

I remember now!

It's Li Feiyu, a wandering cultivator from overseas, and Miss Zhong Ling!

"Could they be immortals?"

Duan Yu was lost in thought.

Zhong Ling blinked her big eyes, stretched out her delicate pink hand, and waved it in front of Duan Yu's eyes. "Idiot, did you fall and make yourself stupid?"

"Fairy Sister?! Ah! No..." Duan Yu finally came to his senses and revealed an ingratiating expression: "Miss Zhong Ling, what are you doing here?"

Zhong Ling explained, "It's all because of you, you fool. When your husband saw you being harmed by villains and falling off a cliff, he immediately flew down to save you. Otherwise, do you think you could have landed safely?"

"...Your husband..." Duan Yu's expression instantly became extremely complicated. Such a good girl had already become someone else's.

Duan Yu quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you so much for saving me, Brother Li. I am deeply grateful."

Murong Fu said calmly, "No need to be polite. You can repay me in the future."

Duan Yu had never met such a direct person before, and he chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head: "Ah, this..."

Murong Fu said, "You Central Plains people always speak in such a roundabout way. Don't you have a saying, 'Repay kindness'? Aren't you going to repay your kindness?"

Duan Yu quickly waved his hand and explained, "No..."

Murong Fu interrupted him: "No need for nonsense. Your clothes are soaked. Find a place to dry them first, so you don't get sick."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Duan Yu touched the back of his head and lowered his head.

He always felt inferior to Murong Fu, a deep-seated inferiority complex. If he had half of Murong Fu's confidence, he wouldn't be... a so-called virgin.

Duan Yu was in low spirits, so he led the way with his head down, making several turns and twists.

After the darkest hour comes the dawn.

Looking up, they saw a cave: "Hey, there's a cave here. Brother Li, Miss Zhong Ling, let's rest here for now."

After saying that, Duan Yu went inside out of curiosity.

Murong Fu clicked his tongue twice, put his arm around Zhong Ling, and followed closely behind.

Sunlight, reflected off the jade cliffs, shines into the cave entrance and falls on the life-size white jade statue in the center of the hall.

The jade statue is so lifelike and vivid that it seems to be alive, and the sunlight adds a touch of sacred radiance to it.

"A deity, it must be a deity."

Duan Yu stared intently at the jade statue.

Murong Fu was also amazed by Wu Yazi's stone carving skills. While others were still in the stage of fawning over him, Wu Yazi was already able to support himself.

If one couldn't discern the jade's texture, one might easily mistake it for a real person.

Zhong Ling exclaimed in amazement, "Husband, what a lifelike jade statue!"

Murong Fu shook his head: "Not as realistic as yours."

Zhong Ling scratched her head, not quite understanding.

Duan Yu bowed deeply to the jade statue and inadvertently noticed the inscription on the sole of the statue's shoe: "Kowtowing a thousand times, serving me."

"Fairy Sister..."

Duan Yu knelt on the prayer mat, muttering to himself, and kept kowtowing.

"stop!"

Murong Fu suddenly shouted.

Duan Yu froze, looking up at Murong Fu in a daze.

Murong Fu said, "This is a jade statue of me from Penglai in the East Sea. This jade statue is none other than Li Canghai, the founder of my sect."

"ah?"

Duan Yu and Zhong Ling both stared at Murong Fu in surprise.

"The Penglai sect has only had one master for three generations. Before my master passed away, he instructed me to return to the Central Plains to find our sect's founder and to give him a portrait of him."

Murong Fu took out a portrait from his bosom, unfolded it, and saw that the woman in the painting was exactly the same as the jade statue.

This portrait was drawn by Murong Fu based on Wang Yuyan's portrait, so it is naturally identical.

"It's actually true..."

Duan Yu was stunned; his fairy sister was actually the Patriarch of Penglai.

Murong Fu continued, "My master's dying words were that the ancestral jade statue contains the secret teachings of our sect."

Zhong Ling's big eyes darted around, scanning the room, before she asked, "Husband, where is the ancestral master's secret teachings?"

Murong Fu looked down at the prayer mat in front of Duan Yu: "Young Master Duan, please move aside."

Duan Yu awkwardly stood up and made way for him.

Murong Fu grabbed the prayer mat, tore it open, and revealed a secret manual.

"There really is a secret technique!"

Zhong Ling leaned closer to look, but immediately realized something was wrong and turned away again: "Husband, I can't look at your sect's legacy."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and placed the manual in front of her: "Ling'er, it's alright. I am the only successor of this sect and also the sect leader. I can pass on my martial arts to whomever I want."

"Hmm~"

Zhong Ling nodded obediently.

On the side.

Duan Yu had no interest in the martial arts manual. He had no desire to learn martial arts in the first place, and the manual was less appealing to him than looking at the jade statue a few more times.

"ah!"

Zhong Ling suddenly screamed.

It turned out that the lifelike portrait of the little man in the manual resembled an erotic painting.

Duan Yu was startled: "Miss Zhong Ling, what's wrong?"

"No...nothing..."

Zhong Ling blushed and shook her head.

Murong Fu put his arm around Zhong Ling's slender waist and whispered comfortingly, "Ling'er, don't be afraid, I will teach you."

"..."

Zhong Ling's heart raced.

The sunlight reflected off Duan Yu's head, making it appear somewhat green.

Duan Yu sighed and walked into the side room.

The bookshelves here have been emptied, but there are still some pieces of furniture. He sat down in the chair, feeling utterly bored.

...

"North of the desolate land lies the Dark Sea, also known as the Heavenly Pool. There dwells a fish there, its breadth spanning thousands of miles… All martial arts under heaven can be used by me, just as in the Northern Dark Sea…"

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