Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family-Chapter 1050 - 230: Self-Destructing Magical Treasures, Chasing for 2797 Li! (5)

"Lu Daoist, you’re already heavily injured. If you continue the chase, you won’t gain much. Why not let this end here?"

"As long as you spare me, I am still willing to swear an oath upon my Dao Heart..."

Patriarch Sima had abandoned his dignity, pleading for mercy, hoping that Lu Ping’an would cease his pursuit.

Lu Ping’an paid no heed to these words.

If it weren’t for his aunt’s instructions to create some commotion, he could have long subdued Patriarch Sima using talismans and the Silver-winged Golden Falcon.

There was no need for such a prolonged chase.

"This should be enough."

At this moment, Lu Ping’an noticed a marketplace just beyond, shrouded in spiritual light, resembling a small town, and pondered deeply.

Delay breeds complications.

If too much time is wasted, allowing reinforcements from the Sima Family or their allies to show up, it would turn into a significant problem. Ads by PubFuture

"Boom!"

Lu Ping’an’s figure erupted in golden light, surrounded by roaring winds and thunder. He swiftly closed in on Patriarch Sima, his gold-filled fist crashing down like the drum of a divine demon, stirring turbulent momentum.

"Pfft!"

The black-tinged figure of Patriarch Sima immediately coughed up blood and plunged from the sky.

"This is a False Core Immortal!"

"False Core combat! Quickly activate the formation!"

The intensity of the battle and the surge of mana caught the attention of many within Misty Rain Market, who raised their heads to observe the skies.

The market’s Owner Yan detected the presence of two powerful auras and hurried to fully activate the Great Formation, enveloping the marketplace in its protection.

She feared the battle’s destruction might spill over into her territory.

After all, when immortals fight, mortals suffer.

If two False Core cultivators were to battle within the market, the place would be half-ruined and take decades to recover.

"I am True Pill Master Sima Tong of the Xuanwu Ridge Sima Family. Fellow Daoists of the market, if you activate your formation to assist me in dealing with this crisis, the Sima Family promises generous rewards afterward!"

Facing a life-or-death crisis, Patriarch Sima abandoned all pride and directly called out to Misty Rain Market for help.

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Even if the marketplace couldn’t hold Lu Ping’an off, it might at least give him a chance to escape.

"The Sima Family of Xuanwu Ridge!?"

"Sima Tong, is this the False Core Patriarch from the Sima Family?"

"Who is this person that managed to chase the False Core Patriarch of the Sima Family to such extremes?"

Eighty percent of Misty Rain Market’s population consisted of loose cultivators.

While their experience varied, many had heard of the Sima Family’s renowned name.

Upon hearing Patriarch Sima’s plea, the marketplace erupted into exclamations and heated discussions.

"This is an enmity between Blue Lake Mountain and the Sima Family. I ask that you refrain from interfering."

Though Lu Ping’an’s aura was chaotic, he remained imposing, his voice firm and resounding.

"Blue Lake Mountain’s Lu Family?"

"What? This individual hails from the Lu Family of Blue Lake Mountain?"

"When did the Lu Family produce such a Great Cultivator, capable of bringing the Sima Family’s False Core Patriarch to this state?"

The cultivators within the marketplace reacted in shock upon hearing Lu Ping’an’s words.

Though the Lu Family of Blue Lake Mountain was not as acclaimed as the Sima Family of Xuanwu Ridge,

the names of Mountain Lord Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge were well-known throughout the Qingyun Region.

Many loose cultivators regarded Lu Changsheng as an aspirational figure.

"Xuanwu Ridge, Blue Lake Mountain..."

From Misty Rain Peak, Owner Yan observed the unfolding events outside, murmuring in thought.

Initially, she considered lending a hand if the conflict was between a heretic cultivator and the Sima Family, hoping for potential rewards.

But hearing what was said, she immediately abandoned the idea.

After all, getting involved in the grudge between two powerful families was equivalent to courting death for a small marketplace like theirs.

"That Patriarch Sima better not die in my Misty Rain Market. If the Sima Family sends someone and blames us for standing by idly, we’ll face disaster."

Prefect Yu watched the chaos outside, unease written all over her face.

Fortunately, both combatants appeared to be in poor condition.

The old man claiming to be the patriarch of the Sima Family was swiftly subdued by the golden light-emitting youth after just a few moments, unable to even resist. He was then bound by a cord-like magic artifact.

The youth didn’t linger after victory, employing multiple techniques on the elder before departing, carrying him away on the back of a flying bird.