Necropolis Immortal-Chapter 1796: Lu Yun’s Son

Chapter 1796: Lu Yun's Son

"Don't worry, master, I promise to complete the mission!" Lu Qing nodded resolutely. The assorted cultivators in Mount Astronomia fell silent.

"What master? I didn't say that I'm taking you as my disciple. I'm your uncle." Qing Buyi patted Lu Qing on the head with a smile.

"Will any of them dare fight me if they know you're my uncle?" Lu Qing said slowly, then called out to the numerous towering figures outside. "I, Lu Qing, am Qing Buyi's nephew. Chen Xiao is also my uncle!

"When I fight you in a moment, you'll stand there and let me beat you! Whoever dares win against me will face the wrath of my two uncles!"

Qing Buyi's jaw dropped and he stared at Lu Qing, unable to understand why his normally serious nephew would say such things.

"Well, the kid's Lu Yun's son, so of course he's inherited Lu Yun's shameless personality," Qing Buyi grumbled and didn't fault Lu Qing. He and Chen Xiao dearly loved this nephew who wasn't related to them. Qing Buyi had taught him everything he knew over the past eight hundred years, as had Chen Xiao, Lu Feng, and even the fourth spacetime traveler.

Sadly, eight hundred years were too short for Lu Qing to become a true expert. Despite him being the result of an indiscretion from Lu Yun's past self, the occasion had come about because Lu Yun had never forgotten Qing Yu. The little fox was an even more considerate soul and named their son with the "Qing" character. The name fully expressed the depths of Lu Yun's yearning for Qing Yu, and neither did he cast the little fox away after the fact.

This was why Chen Xiao and Qing Buyi were immensely satisfied with Lu Yun, and why they doted on Lu Qing so.

……

"Eight hundred years is up, Qing Buyi. Do you intend on blocking the way still?" A dignified voice echoed from the skies and carried into Mount Astronomia. These supremes could project their will into any part of the Land of Reincarnation, but to do so would be an act of pettiness that degraded themselves. It wouldn't be an open and forthright action; they'd lose from the very start on momentum alone.

Lu Yun had gone on such a fierce rampage in the secondary worlds that outsiders now trembled at his name. Those still remaining in the land had been thrown out from Mount Astronomia by Qing Buyi, so if they slunk back in again, they would find it hard to look anyone in the eye.

The mountain was a door to the Land of Reincarnation. They would march in with their heads held high this time!

Such was how intimidating Lu Yun's demonstration had been. The outsiders wouldn't care how they entered this broken land otherwise. The same had occurred to Qing Buyi, which is why he had Lu Qing set up a blockade here.

"I'm not the one blocking the way, it's my nephew," he chuckled. "Do whatever you wish, I'm not stopping you anymore since the eight hundred years are up. Enter legitimately if your experts can defeat my nephew. You can also mob him in a group if you can't defeat him one-on-one."

He picked his words with cunning guile. If the geniuses from the outside realm really did attack together, that would demonstrate that they were truly afraid of Lu Qing.

"By the way, Lu Qing is Lu Yun's son. You know, the one who killed so many of you that you guys almost peed your pants. Yeah, that Lu Yun. I hear that thirteen of your supremes have issued a kill order for him? That whoever can kill Lu Yun will receive a personalized dao palace from them?" Qing Buyi continued chuckling. "Like father, like son. I'm sure you won't be afraid of Lu Qing."

Lu Qing nodded in agreement. "My dad sent you wailing for your mommies. I'm not as strong as him, so I'll just beat you until you cry."

The duo's words were vicious and cut to the bone. Gallant sequence experts from the outside realm, champing at the bit to soar triumphantly through the Land of Reincarnation, abruptly deflated. It felt like they'd swallowed a mouthful of flies and there was nothing they could say in response.

Lu Yun storming the yin tomb had resulted in not only the deaths of Corpse Refiners, but also the most preeminent geniuses of numerous chief world factions. The kill order from the thirteen supremes further shook the worlds, spreading Lu Yun's name far and wide.

Many people were here on account of the kill order, but humiliatingly enough, their target's son was keeping them out entirely!

"Alright!" came a loud roar before a faint streak of silver flashed by. A man surrounded by twenty-five layers of light and shadow strode into sight, bathed by a wash of argent radiance. He was a twenty-fifth level sequence expert. "In that case, I shall meet Lu Yun's son in combat! Ninth disciple of the Myriad Spirit Supreme, Zhu Hongyu of the Myriad Spirit World, offers his greetings."

The silver hue faded away to reveal a handsome young man with long hair flowing in the wind. He wielded a broadsword as he stood in front of Lu Qing.

Lu Qing was still a Hongmeng potentate—he'd yet to set foot into sequence. Despite the obvious gap in strength, he faced the sequence expert without a hint of fear.

"Lu Qing, disciple of the Formula Academy at Mount Astronomia." He grasped at the air and came back with a twinkling ray of purple light that resolved itself into a purple shortsword. It was the blade that Hongjun had brought to bear against the corpse demon!

It was now in Lu Qing's hand and the two said no more after their introductions. They flung themselves at each other to engage in battle.

Lu Qing refrained from using any of the combat arts or dao methods that Qing Buyi and the others had taught him. He employed only the sword dao that Lu Yun had relinquished—he'd taught it to his son in the mythological realm.

First move, Dragonrise!

Second move, Dragonsoar!

Third move, nameless!

Though Lu Qing deployed only three strokes, sword light poured down from the sky like starlight from the cosmos. They wove into a real world—from dao came one, and one begat two, two gave birth to three, and from three resulted all living things. Life… was nameless!

Zhu Hongyu was yet to use any of his own combat arts. The cosmos of the three rays of sword light swept over him, injuring him to the point of vomiting blood.

"What incredible sword dao!" There was naturally an audience observing the battle outside the Land of Reincarnation, such as the supremes and their disciples. Within the Land of Reincarnation, the teachers and students of the Formula Academy were the ones watching.

"Is this the sword dao of the spacetime travelers?" murmured the Myriad Spirit Supreme.

"No… we didn't teach him this," Qing Buyi paused. He recognized Lu Yun's sword dao, but never thought that it'd be this strong. In everyone's eyes, Lu Yun shouldn't be capable of anything else since he'd created the Disordered Hell through hell dao. That dao should be the focus of his cultivation.

"These three techniques are my father's sword dao," Lu Qing lifted his head. "He relinquished sword dao in order to create hell dao. In my dad's eyes, these are probably the three most useless combat arts in his repertoire. My ability is less than a ten-thousandth of my father's, so I am worthy of inheriting only his most useless sword dao.

"You may go in now. Next!" Lu Qing ignored Zhu Hongyu and called out to those assembled on the other side of Mount Astronomia.