Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Finally, as the last bolt of heavenly lightning dissipated, the golden core within Wu Feilong's body was fully formed. At this moment, the dark tribulation clouds that had shrouded the sky slowly dispersed, and he finally let out a long sigh of relief. However, due to the immense commotion just now, Wu Feilong felt a slight unease, fearing it might attract the attention of other powerful figures. Therefore, he dared not delay for a moment, immediately summoning his flying sword and transforming into a streak of light as he sped away.

As expected, shortly after he left, a group of cultivators arrived at the scene with lightning speed. Gazing at the still-unsettled celestial phenomenon, they were all filled with delight, speculating whether some rare treasure had appeared there. The group eagerly scattered to search carefully. However, after a thorough search, they found no trace of any treasure and ultimately left disappointed.

Wu Feilong traveled swiftly, finding a secluded spot to rest. He took out several precious spirit stones from his storage ring, sat down cross-legged, and began absorbing the pure spirit energy they contained to solidify his newly broken cultivation level. Once everything was in place, he rose and began his journey home, flying towards Mu Chuntang.

Before long, Wu Feilong arrived at Muchun Hall. The people inside erupted in cheers upon seeing his safe return. Mu Yao, in particular, was overwhelmed with emotion. Completely disregarding her usual ladylike demeanor, she rushed forward and threw herself into Wu Feilong's arms, choking back tears as she said, "I thought...I thought I'd never see you again!"

Seeing this, Mu Sheng shook his head helplessly and sighed softly, "Alas, daughters really are hard to keep at home once they grow up!"

Feeling Mu Yao's sincere emotions, Wu Feilong's heart warmed. He smiled and said to the people around him, "I'm sorry to have worried everyone." As he spoke, his gaze slowly swept over everyone present. Suddenly, he noticed He Ying glaring at him angrily, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice. Strangely, Li Ling was nowhere to be seen in the crowd.

Wu Feilong looked at his master with a face full of anxiety, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, "Master, where is my mother? Where did she go?" His master sighed softly and said slowly, "Your mother said she had an old friend in the capital, so she went there with the elder who was on business." Hearing this, Wu Feilong frowned deeply, his mind racing as he tried to recall anyone in his family who had connections to the capital over the past twenty years. But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't remember any old friends or family members from that time. A nameless unease welled up inside him, as if a dark cloud was hanging over his head. However, at this moment, there was nothing he could do but wait for the elder to return and ask him.

On the other side, Mu Yao finally came to her senses, realizing she had been somewhat out of line. Her cheeks instantly turned bright red, like ripe apples. She hurriedly let go of her hands, frantically wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then, like a startled fawn, blushed and ran away embarrassedly. Watching Mu Yao's departing figure, Wu Feilong couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

At this moment, Mu Sheng, who had been observing from the sidelines, noticed that Wu Feilong's aura was much stronger than before. He stepped forward, a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said, "I was indeed foolish before, failing to notice how quickly your strength has progressed. If the Lieyang Sect dares to come and cause trouble again, I will definitely fight them to the death!"

Wu Feilong glanced gratefully at Mu Sheng, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you for your kindness and support, Sect Leader. Actually, I am not afraid of the Lieyang Sect, but I am worried that they will target other disciples in the sect, causing innocent people to be implicated."

Mu Sheng waved his hand, comforting her, "Oh, it's alright, it's alright. Besides, I'm sure you can see that my daughter has feelings for you. If you have no objections, why don't we choose an auspicious day..." After saying this, Mu Sheng gave Wu Feilong a meaningful look and stopped talking.

"Sect Leader, Miss Mu is indeed very good, and I like her too. However, my brother is currently missing. Once the family is reunited, I will definitely marry her properly and bring her into the family with great pomp and circumstance. I will definitely find a way to resolve this bloodline curse."

Mu Sheng laughed loudly: "Haha, good, that's enough."

Just then, their conversation reached Mu Yao's ears, who was standing not far behind them. Her fair and delicate face instantly flushed crimson, like the brilliant sunset, and she shyly whispered, "Father..."

Hearing this, Mu Sheng turned around and asked with a smile, "Yao'er, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

Mu Yao lowered her head slightly, fidgeting nervously with the hem of her clothes, and replied in a voice barely audible, "I... I leave everything to Father's decision." Before she finished speaking, she turned around hastily like a startled fawn and ran away in embarrassment.

On the other side, Wu Feilong said solemnly, "Sect Leader, although the Heavenly Sword Sect has been destroyed, it left behind many precious treasures, which I have carefully collected. After all, the inheritance must not be broken. I hope you can make good use of these treasures and carry them forward."

Mu Sheng gently patted Wu Feilong's shoulder and laughed heartily, "From now on, we are family. Since Madam has married into my Muchun Hall, she is naturally one of us. I will definitely protect her and her daughter." In fact, Mu Sheng knew perfectly well that Wu Feilong was so generous in offering the treasures in order to obtain a promise from him.

Without hesitation, Wu Feilong pulled out the storage bag filled with treasures from his robes and took out the valuables he had obtained from the Heavenly Sword Sect. A dazzling array of items lay before him, the most numerous being the gleaming flying swords, followed by mountains of gold and silver, and various rare manuals, especially the coveted Sword Control Technique...

Just then, Young Master Sun, who was diligently cultivating inside the room, suddenly heard a soft knock on the door. He slowly opened his eyes, got up and opened the door, where he saw Mu Yao standing gracefully. Mu Yao said softly, "Young Master Sun, the elder just sent word that your mother is currently in the capital, and is in good health. She just wants to stay a few more days."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feilong's face showed a hint of relief, and he said gratefully, "Thank you very much, Miss Mu Yao."