The next day.
Zhang Xiaofan came to find Murong Fu, his face pale but his expression excited.
Murong Fu spoke with a complicated expression: "Junior Brother Xiao Fan, you..."
Zhang Xiaofan said firmly, "Senior Brother Murong, I have made up my mind to cultivate the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual!"
"Alas, in that case I will not persuade you any further. There are no good or bad cultivation techniques; a good technique is one used well." Murong Fu nodded slightly, took out a Blood Bodhi, and said:
"This is a spiritual fruit I obtained from the nest of the Fire Qilin when I first encountered it. It can replenish qi and blood. I am giving it to my junior brother today so that he can cultivate well."
Zhang Xiaofan was deeply moved, his eyes filled with Murong Fu: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Murong Fu felt uneasy under his gaze and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that Junior Brother Xiao Fan's mentality has changed after practicing the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual?
He immediately said, "Junior Brother Xiao Fan, I have something to discuss with Master. I'll be leaving now. You should focus on your cultivation."
"Take care, senior brother."
Zhang Xiaofan called out softly.
Murong Fu suddenly quickened his pace; this was truly unacceptable!
Murong Fu arrived at the main hall of Dazhu Peak and sent a message to Tian Buyi.
Before long, Tian Buyi emerged from the pass with a beaming smile.
"Fu'er, you've come at the right time. I recently acquired a rare and precious material, and just yesterday I refined it into a magic weapon. Take a look."
As he spoke, Tian Buyi took out a hat shaped like a lotus leaf, which was crystal clear and pleasing to the eye with its lush green color.
Murong Fu praised, "What a wonderful magic weapon! Father-in-law, your craftsmanship is truly excellent."
"Haha, you flatter me. I only have a slight understanding."
Tian Buyi laughed heartily. Although it was a humble remark, one could hear the pride in his voice.
After a while,
Tian Buyi put away his hat and asked, "By the way, Fu'er, what is it that you summoned your master out of seclusion?"
Murong Fu took out the Bloodthirsty Bead and handed it over: "Father-in-law, look at this."
"Isn't this Zhang Xiaofan's Buddhist prayer beads? Why did you bring them to me?"
Tian Buyi naturally recognized the object; it possessed a certain charm, but that was all. How could a Nascent Soul stage cultivator like him possibly be interested in mere Buddhist beads?
"Master, please take a closer look."
Murong Fu gave a reminder.
"Hmm? Is there more to it than meets the eye?"
Tian Buyi raised an eyebrow and carefully sensed the surroundings.
Suddenly.
A wave of bloodlust washed over me, as if I were facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a hellish realm.
"Such a powerful bloodthirsty evil intent!" Tian Buyi was shocked, breaking out in a cold sweat and panting heavily. "This is the Bloodthirsty Bead!"
Murong Fu was also surprised and said, "So this is the Bloodthirsty Bead? The natal magic weapon of that demonic giant, the Black-Hearted Old Man, ten thousand years ago? I originally thought it was just an ordinary evil object, but I didn't expect it to have such a great background."
"Where did you get this..." Tian Buyi stopped mid-questioning, "Uh, right, this belongs to Zhang Xiaofan, so where did he get it?"
Murong Fu said, "Father-in-law, didn't you say before that Junior Brother Xiao Fan was a survivor of Grass Temple Village? Then this item should be a remnant of the demon who slaughtered Grass Temple Village."
"That should be the case." Tian Buyi nodded slightly, then frowned and asked, "But why are Buddhist mantras sealed on the surface of the Bloodthirsty Bead?"
"I don't know about that," Murong Fu shook his head.
"I'll go ask Zhang Xiaofan," Tian Buyi said.
"Father-in-law, you mustn't!" Murong Fu quickly stopped him.
Why?
Tian Buyi looked at Murong Fu.
“Junior Brother Xiao Fan has experienced such a tragedy and is deeply traumatized. Asking him such questions would only add fuel to the fire,” Murong Fu explained.
“Since you have already accepted him as your disciple, you should treat him like family. How can we treat family like this?”
Tian Buyi often complains about his apprentices' lack of talent, but in reality he is extremely protective of them and treats them all like family.
Seeing how much Murong Fu cared for Zhang Xiaofan, Tian Buyi nodded repeatedly, his smile never fading.
This child is truly amazing!
"Well said! Fu'er, you have won my heart. I will give you this magic treasure as a protective artifact."
Tian Buyi was very pleased and took out the lotus leaf hat, handing it to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu shook his head directly and refused sternly: "Father-in-law, I cannot accept this. This was carefully crafted for you, how could I take away what you cherish?"
Tian Buyi also liked the hat very much. Hearing Murong Fu's words, he felt reluctant to part with it, so he said, "Fu'er, do you have any magic weapons you like? I will help you refine one."
Murong Fu took out the Soul-Capturing Staff, "This is a rare and precious material that I obtained by chance. I hope my father-in-law will help me refine it into a flying sword."
Tian Buyi took the Soul-Capturing Staff and examined it closely.
"This treasure is extraordinary; it should be a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual material. It was originally possessed by evil thoughts, but it seems to have been exorcised?"
Tian Buyi quickly saw through the truth.
“Father-in-law is right. This treasure was originally a soul-capturing staff, an evil object. Fortunately, my mother-in-law removed its evil intent and then gave it to me,” Murong Fu explained.
"So that's how it is. It was a gift from Madam. No wonder."
Tian Buyi suddenly realized and said, "Fu'er, wait a few days, and I will definitely help you refine a high-level magic weapon... no, a top-level magic weapon!"
"I still have some top-grade minerals; perhaps they can transform this item into a spiritual treasure!"
Tian Buyi was full of confidence.
Murong Fu bowed deeply: "Then I thank you very much, Father-in-law."
Tian Buyi immediately returned to the cultivation room.
Just as Murong Fu was about to leave, a voice came from beside him, "Since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave."
"Since my mother-in-law invited me, I dared not refuse."
Murong Fu clasped his hands in a fist salute to the air, then walked towards Su Ru's cultivation room.
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