Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

Following the tragic annihilation of the Mu family, their vast wealth and businesses were plundered by other covetous families. Faced with this devastating situation, Mu Yao was forced to sell off her remaining possessions, leaving behind only the Mu family mansion, a treasure trove of memories and emotions. Her priceless jewelry and mysterious and powerful magical instruments were carefully stored in the interstellar bracelet Feng Xi had gifted her.

Fortunately, the Mu family was once a foremost family in the world of monster hunting. Even though it has declined, its remaining wealth is still considerable, enough to support Mu Yao and Mu Sheng to grow up safely and healthily. Thus, Mu Yao resolutely led Feng Xi and Mu Sheng on a monster hunting journey full of unknowns and dangers.

Along the way, Mu Sheng steadily steered the magnificent carriage Feng Xi had generously donated, the clatter of horse hooves echoing through the air and stirring up clouds of dust. Inside, Feng Xi and Mu Yao carefully studied their route. Just then, Feng Xi seemingly casually suggested heading for Qilin Mountain. After careful consideration, Mu Yao readily agreed, deciding to repair the crucial Hundred Demons Mountain and Sea Map along the way.

Mu Yao sat quietly, eyes closed, hands pressed together, concentrating on practicing the Mu family's ancestral martial arts. A faint glow shone around her, flowing slowly with the rhythm of her breathing.

Feng Xi, observing from the sidelines, had a keen eye and quickly spotted the flaws in this technique. She frowned slightly, thinking to herself, "Without the aid of magical instruments, I'm afraid this technique won't be able to fully unleash its full power against a powerful foe." With this thought, Feng Xi gently flipped her hand and pulled out a yellowed ancient tome—"Thunder Spirit Technique"—from her bosom.

Feng Xi walked towards Mu Yao and said softly, "Sister Mu Yao, with the Mu family skills you are currently practicing, if you want to defeat the ninth-level demon, I'm afraid you will not be able to do so. This book "Thunder Spirit Technique" is a treasure among thunder-based skills. It is very effective in restraining demons and evil spirits. Perhaps it can help you." As he spoke, he handed the secret book in his hand to Mu Yao.

Mu Yao was overjoyed when she heard this. She quickly opened her eyes and took the "Thunder Spirit Art" handed to her by Feng Xi with joy on her face. She said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Feng!" Then she couldn't wait to turn the pages of the book and began to study it carefully. She circulated her spiritual power according to the method described in the book and tried to practice.

Just as Mu Yao was halfway through her training, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out from her body. This sudden change startled Feng Xi. She quickly moved to Mu Yao's side and placed her hand on her pulse to carefully examine it.

A moment later, Feng Xi withdrew her hand with a solemn expression. She discovered that Mu Yao's body contained a mysterious seal, and the faint demonic aura was emanating from this seal. Feng Xi was suddenly puzzled, thinking to herself, "Could Mu Yao be involved with a demon? But she doesn't look like she knows anything about this... I should wait until she finishes her training and find an opportunity to talk to her properly."

After making up her mind, Feng Xi gently turned around and stepped out of the carriage. At this moment, the sun was shining on the earth, and the breeze gently brushed across her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness and comfort.

Mu Sheng was sitting outside the carriage, driving it with a carefree attitude. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were as bright as stars, and a faint smile played on his lips. He was enjoying the breathtaking scenery along the way. The green mountains, clear waters, birdsong and fragrance of flowers were like a colorful painting unfolding before his eyes, intoxicating and unable to extricate himself.

Feng Xi took small, delicate steps, moving slowly and lightly, and walked to Mu Sheng's side. She tilted her head slightly, and a hint of coquettishness flashed in her beautiful eyes. She opened her red lips and said softly, "Ah Sheng, my little stomach is growling with hunger!" Her voice was melodious and clear, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

Mu Sheng turned around when he heard the voice, casually glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, and responded nonchalantly: "Are you hungry? Then go find something to fill your stomach..." Before he finished speaking, he met Feng Xi's eyes full of resentment and anger.

Feng Xi stared at Mu Sheng with her eyes wide open, and raised her voice coquettishly and said, "What are you talking about?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and complaint in her tone.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng's heart tightened and he stopped talking immediately. After a pause, he asked weakly, "Sister Feng, what do you want to eat? I will definitely satisfy your request as long as I can." His words were full of flattery.

Feng Xi's face immediately lit up with a brilliant smile, as charming as a peach blossom in full bloom in spring. Without hesitation, she replied, "Well... I want to eat some delicious roast chicken!" As she spoke, she gestured with her hands to depict a roast chicken, her mouth-watering expression making everyone laugh.

Mu Sheng couldn't help but grit his teeth after hearing this, but still agreed with courage: "Okay! It's just a roast chicken, no big deal!" Although he agreed readily, he was complaining in his heart.

Feng Xi couldn't help but chuckle at Mu Sheng's irritated yet helpless expression. She reached out her delicate hands and gently pinched Mu Sheng's slightly round face. She placed a lightly fragrant pill into his mouth and gently advised, "This is a top-notch pill. It will greatly benefit your cultivation." Then she turned and left, leaving Mu Sheng standing there in shock.

At this moment, Mu Sheng felt a refreshing coolness flow down his throat into his stomach, instantly spreading throughout his body. Immediately afterwards, his previously chaotic Qi began to stabilize and become orderly. He felt refreshed and energized. Furthermore, he had clearly sensed a gradual increase in his power, and his body had become increasingly light and flexible.

So, Mu Sheng hurriedly stopped the carriage, dismounted, and walked towards the nearby forest, preparing to catch a few fat pheasants for the "bad woman" whom he loved and hated, and bring them back to roast delicious chicken.