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"Your time was almost up," Zhou Hao suddenly reminded her.

Murong nodded, then raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "When I was taking care of you just now, did it look like something a girlfriend would do?"

"Taking care of me? Oh... oh..." Zhou Hao recalled how, when he had first awakened, Murong had carefully wiped away his sweat. That gesture alone had sent his heart racing wildly.

He nodded. "It did. Very much so."

Murong nodded to herself. Sure enough, Song Tianling had taught her correctly. She would follow this pattern from now on!

She silently made up her mind.

Naturally, Zhou Hao had no idea what she was thinking. In truth, he was also a little puzzled as to why Murong had done that. He hesitated over whether to ask her outright.

"Time is about up. We'll meet again in three days," Murong suddenly said.

This time, she did not leave behind just that one sentence, but another as well. "Next time I come, I'll tell you about the first time I killed someone. Then you'll understand that killing someone is nothing at all, because if you don't kill, you die."

The words she left behind lingered in the secret chamber for a long time, and at the same time, they lingered by Zhou Hao's ears.

Zhou Hao could sense a trace of wistfulness and a faint hint of sorrow in Murong's tone.

"Did she have a hard life in the past?" Zhou Hao muttered inwardly.

But he soon had no time to think about that, because Murong had not taken him back down. He was trapped in the secret chamber above.

Zhou Hao stood there speechlessly, then sighed. "Big sis, could you take me downstairs before leaving? I don't have the ability to walk through walls."

Helpless, he sat down on the floor and could only wait for the secret chamber's floor to open automatically. But he had no idea how long he would have to wait. Du Tianhong had not told him how long it would take for the chamber to open.

"Wait..." Zhou Hao, who had been sighing, suddenly froze. He had thought of a solution. That was...

"Hey, Yuanbao, Jinyin, can you hear me? Come up and take Dad downstairs!" Zhou Hao shouted with his face pressed to the ground.

"Did you hear Dad's voice?" Zhou Yuanbao asked.

Mu Jinyin nodded and pointed at the ceiling. "I think he was telling us to go pick him up."

"Where's Mom?" Zhou Yuanbao asked.

"Dummy." Mu Jinyin smacked his head. "Of course she went back!"

"Oh..." Zhou Yuanbao nodded.

If Zhou Hao knew they were chatting instead of coming to get him, who knew whether he would dock all their divine crystals.

After a while, the two of them finally went up and brought Zhou Hao back down.

Zhou Hao looked at them and asked, "What were you doing? Why did it take you so long to come get me?"

Zhou Yuanbao secretly stuck out his tongue, rubbed his dragon head, and said, "We didn't hear you just now."

Zhou Hao had not intended to hold it against them. He had merely asked casually.

He rubbed his arms with both hands, glanced around, and said, "It's so cold."

The ice Murong had unleashed earlier had yet to be cleared away, and its chill had already begun to spread, causing the temperature throughout the secret chamber to drop considerably.

He glanced at Zhou Yuanbao and Mu Jinyin, then asked strangely, "Aren't you cold?"

Zhou Yuanbao and Mu Jinyin exchanged a glance, then shook their heads in unison. "Not cold!"

"Uh..." Zhou Hao had forgotten. These two were far stronger than he was, so it was only natural that they would not feel cold. But he really was a little chilly.

Rubbing his body, he called out to Mu Jinyin, "Jinyin, breathe some fire and melt this ice."

Flapping her wings, Mu Jinyin said, "I can't do it. My fire can't melt the ice here."

"Damn, that woman really knows how to leave a mess behind," Zhou Hao could not help complaining.

Leaving him in the secret chamber upstairs was one thing, but she did not even deal with this damned ice. Seriously.

"Dad, I might not be able to melt the ice, but I can still keep you warm." Mu Jinyin immediately breathed out a ball of fire around Zhou Hao. It then spread into a circle, enclosing him completely.

Zhou Hao immediately felt much warmer and gave Mu Jinyin an approving look.

"Next time, I'll reward you with divine crystals."

"Yay!" Mu Jinyin flapped both wings even more excitedly.

Seeing how happy she was, Zhou Hao smiled and thought, I'll definitely give her divine crystals, but whether it's a reward or not, it'll still be three. That's what Murong demanded. I can't do anything about it.

He tested the flames and discovered that they did not hurt him. Mu Jinyin must have deliberately controlled them.

He waved his hand, looked down at the magnificent outfit he wore, curled his lip, and complained, "Useless. It looks impressive, but it doesn't even keep me warm."

If the person who had woven this outfit heard his complaint, who knew whether they would beat him to death.

Still, this issue truly had not been considered thoroughly. The maker probably lived in the Ice and Snow Divine Realm and had long since ceased to fear the cold, so they had not considered adding a warming function.

No matter what, Zhou Hao's temperature problem was temporarily resolved. He looked at the formation on the ceiling, pondered for a while, and ultimately decided to heed Murong's advice. He would first gain entry into the Calming Incantation before leaving.

From how it felt now, gaining entry into the Calming Incantation should take only two or three days. He did not mind staying here another two or three days.

Zhou Hao sat cross-legged and began cultivating the Calming Incantation. Now that he had so many things to cultivate, he was actually quite busy.

He had to cultivate the Myriad Transformations Divine Ability, the Spirit-Womb Art, and the Metamorphosis Incantation. His schedule was packed to the brim.

However, he had already reached the beginner stage of Form Resemblance in the Myriad Transformations Divine Ability. He did not intend to delve deeper into it for the time being, so he would set it aside for now.

The Spirit-Womb Art had no cultivation requirements. The energy cultivated from it would act upon sperm at the most fundamental level, so he only needed to spend a little time cultivating it every day. As time passed, the quality of his sperm would steadily improve.

In theory, one was generally not advised to get someone pregnant immediately after beginning the Spirit-Womb Art, because the sperm quality had not yet reached its peak.

But what Murong wanted was merely a child, not a Divine Infant, so she could become pregnant whenever. As far as she was concerned, the sooner, the better.

The Metamorphosis Incantation was a little difficult to handle. Like the Spirit-Womb Art, this technique had no stages. Techniques such as the Undying Divine Art and the Myriad Transformations Divine Ability all had different stages, but the Metamorphosis Incantation did not.

The most important part of cultivating the Metamorphosis Incantation was tempering the energy within one's body, with tempering the inner core being the most crucial. By constantly tempering his energy, he could grant it stronger transformative power.

This was a process of unceasing tempering, and it was also the most difficult cultivation process, because it demanded not only patience, but meticulous care. After all, tempering could not be done carelessly; it had to be performed according to the Metamorphosis Incantation's special method.

At present, the Metamorphosis Incantation was what Zhou Hao devoted the most thought to and spent the most time cultivating.

Unfortunately, there was nowhere to put it to use for now, because he was still unable to help divine beasts like Zhou Yuanbao undergo transformation.

If he wanted to test it, he would have to wait until he got out and find a spirit beast to try it on.