Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

Suddenly, a golden light emanated from Min Yan's body, and his entire being began to pulsate with energy fluctuations. His breathing gradually became stronger, and even his pale face began to glow.

Seeing this, the huge weight that had been hanging over Wang Mu's heart slowly lifted.

Another hour passed, and Min Yan slowly opened his eyes, looking around in confusion as he murmured to himself.

"Am I in heaven? How come I can still see my beloved disciple and my dear wife? Is this an illusion?"

After saying that, he reached out and touched Wang Mu and his master's wife, only to find that he was touching real flesh.

At this moment, Wang Mu finally showed a happy smile and said, "Master, this isn't heaven, this is still your room."

"What happened? Didn't I die from the demon god's attack?" Min Yan asked, puzzled.

The master's wife stepped forward and hugged Min Yan tightly, tears of emotion streaming down her face, saying, "This is all thanks to your precious disciple. He somehow got a magic pill, and it saved your life after you ate it."

Min Yan was both moved and remorseful, and said, "My disciple, this is such a precious thing. It can be worth a life. What will you do if you encounter danger in the future? Why did you come to save an old man like me?"

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Wang Mu's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Master, please don't say anymore. Even if it happens a thousand or ten thousand times, I will still take it to save you. Don't you believe in your disciple? Nothing can harm your disciple's life."

“My precious disciple knows how to talk, but even if you bring me back to life, you're still no match for the Demon God. How is the Linghai Sect doing now?” Min Yan said with a furrowed brow and a worried expression.

"Old man, you're still thinking about the sect's affairs? The Demon God has already been killed by your precious disciple, and as for the others, they all ran away as soon as their great-grandfather showed up." The master's wife said proudly to Wang Mu.

"What? You actually killed the Demon God? But I felt like you were still only at the Nascent Soul Realm. Also, how did Great-Grandpa come out of seclusion?" Min Yan didn't expect that so many things had happened in just two days of his "death".

After giving a brief explanation, Wang Mu left the room, leaving his master and mistress to continue catching up. However, his guess was indeed correct; Min Zhaixing was indeed his master's great-grandfather.

Then Wang Mu ran to Xiao Chuan's room and asked about the Rejuvenation Pill.

Xiao Chuan took out the elixir manual and, as expected, found the method for refining the Rejuvenation Pill on the last page.

However, after taking one look, Wang Mu's expression gradually turned cold, and he said seriously.

"Xiao Chuan, you can learn everything from this alchemy book, except for the Spirit Rejuvenation Pill on the last page, understand?"

Wang Mu looked at Xiao Chuan with a puzzled expression, but then nodded. Xiao Chuan usually listened to Wang Mu's words very much.

He then glanced down at the page on the manual about the Rejuvenation Pill, and his mouth gaped open for a long time.

"To refine the Rejuvenation Pill, you need ten hearts of living people who have been dead for less than ten hours, five inner cores of magical beasts at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the soul of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. It will take forty-nine days to refine successfully!"

Xiao Chuan instantly understood why Wang Mu's expression had changed and why he was being prevented from refining the item.

The refining of this elixir is utterly heinous. Just the first ten hearts of living people who died within ten hours of death—that's ten lives! How inhuman must someone be to do such a thing?

As Wang Mu stepped out of the room, the memory of the Rejuvenation Pill he had once held in his hand made him want to vomit. It was made from the hearts of ten living people! No wonder the Pill Domain had banned this elixir.

Then Wang Mu slowly arrived at Zhong Wanling's room, but after calling out for a while, he found that Zhong Wanling was not in the room.

At this moment, Zhong Wanling was wandering around the Linghai Sect. Her expression had returned to its original aloofness, and her entire demeanor was completely different from before. If Wang Mu saw Zhong Wanling's current appearance, he would definitely think that his Zhong Wanling had returned.

As her memories returned, Zhong Wanling returned to her residence with ease, encountering many Linghai Sect disciples along the way who greeted her by name.

When I got back, I found a figure sitting at the door of my residence. The figure looked so familiar, but when I tried to recall it, I experienced a sharp pain in my head.

Sensing the familiar presence behind him, Wang Mu smiled and turned around, only to find Zhong Wanling standing behind him, clutching her head and looking pained.

In an instant, the joy on Wang Mu's face turned into worry. He rushed to Zhong Wanling's side and helped her up, carefully stroking her long hair.

Zhong Wanling did not feel resistant to Wang Mu's actions; on the contrary, she felt a sense of comfort and did not push Wang Mu away this time.

"Zhong Wanling, are you... are you alright? What's wrong? Do you have a headache? I have some magic pills for headaches, do you want to use them?" Wang Mu was so concerned that he didn't notice that Zhong Wanling was lying calmly in his arms.

After calming down, Zhong Wanling broke free from Wang Mu's embrace and looked at him coldly.

“Genius… I must have lost my memory before, but now my memory has returned. However, I still can’t remember who you are, but I remember Sha Youlang and the others.”

I don't know what our relationship was before, but I hope you, genius, can give me some time and stop hitting me.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mu was immediately taken aback, then thought to himself with delight.

"What? Zhong Wanling's memory has returned? That's great! What's wrong with waiting a little while? She'll recover eventually. I can wait that long."

Wang Mu paid no attention to Zhong Wanling's last sentence. He was overjoyed that Zhong Wanling had regained her memory. His hand unconsciously reached out to grab Zhong Wanling, but seeing Zhong Wanling's cold eyes, he awkwardly scratched his head and withdrew his hand.

"It's good that it's recovered, it's good that it's recovered," Wang Mu murmured to himself.

Zhong Wanling felt deep love from Wang Mu's series of actions. As an observer, she could say that Wang Mu had been very, very good to Zhong Wanling before, and now Zhong Wanling couldn't help but be moved by it.

Then they saw Wang Mu walk out of Zhong Wanling's residence with a big smile on his face, radiating happiness.

For a period of time afterward, the entire Linghai Sect was filled with a positive and uplifting atmosphere. This was partly due to the fact that the genius Wang Mu's powerful performance in the battle against the demon race greatly inspired the other disciples of the Linghai Sect.

Furthermore, the patriarch of the Linghai Sect, Min Zhaixing, broke through to the Tribulation Transcending Realm and personally taught the entire Linghai Sect.