Upon hearing this, Cheng Buzheng suddenly frowned and said gravely, "Whatever you do, do not treat the Myriad Transformation Dao Body divine ability as something to rely on!"
"What's wrong?"
Murong Wanwan asked curiously.
Seeing that his wife still did not take it seriously, Cheng Buzheng's expression grew even more solemn as he continued, "Do you know that the Myriad Transformation Dao Body has fused with a wisp of your True Spirit? If the Myriad Transformation Dao Body is destroyed repeatedly, that wisp of True Spirit fused into it will inevitably suffer damage."
"So, if your Myriad Transformation Dao Body perishes, wife, after reclaiming that wisp of True Spirit, you must recuperate for a time before you can split off another Dao Body."
"To avoid delaying the main body's cultivation progress, it would be best to prepare some low-grade Spirit Medicine for the soul, as well as fire-element Spirit Medicine. Then you can use the Creation Heaven-Mending Art to replenish the Nascent Soul's origin."
"So, Husband, you agree to let me go?"
Murong Wanwan's voice carried obvious delight.
Clearly, her attention had not been on the flaw in the Myriad Transformation Dao Body during Cheng Buzheng's earlier warning.
Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng gave a bitter smile and said, "Although I don't know what you're plotting that makes you insist on going—"
"Was it that obvious?"
Murong Wanwan blinked her sparkling eyes and asked with a giggle.
"What do you think?" Cheng Buzheng said irritably. "You went on and on with that analysis just now—did you really think I couldn't see through it?"
"Think about it. When have you ever come up with so many reasons before?"
"Hehe..." Murong Wanwan covered her mouth and smiled. "Wasn't I afraid that the identity Husband worked so hard to establish would be exposed?"
"Besides,