Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family-Chapter 1052 - 231: Lu Family, A Dragon Emerges! (2)

All the cultivators looked horrified, unable to believe their eyes.

At the time, they were far away and only saw Patriarch Sima trapped by formations and talisman formations, then using some unknown method to escape tragically.

But they never expected that the renowned False Core Patriarch had failed to escape and was captured alive by Lu Ping’an.

This was utterly shocking!

One must understand, among cultivators of the same level, subduing and suppressing the other was far more difficult than simply killing them.

"The Lu Family... has produced a dragon!"

A cultivator looked at the spiritual bird, atop which Lu Ping’an stood, tall and imposing, clad in tattered armor, his throat dry as he stammered.

They had all come from various factions, familiar with Bi Lake Mountain and Lu Ping’an’s situation.

At such a young age, to possess such abilities—it was as if a flood dragon emerged from shallow waters!

"I always thought Lu Wangshu was the hope of this generation for the Lu Family, but who would have guessed this Lu Ping’an was hiding so deeply!"

"Lu Changsheng rising from the status of a son-in-law to reach his current heights was already remarkable as a man of great fate, and now his son has surpassed him!"

"Damn it, the ancestral graves of the Lu Family must be glowing with gold!"

"Lu Changsheng, Lu Ping’an, Lu Wangshu... even the luckiest ancestral graves need to take a break sometimes."

"And then there’s Ling Zixiao—the Lu Family’s Lady has been dormant for years since establishing Bi Lake Mountain, and now, with one move, she laid a trap for a False Core Immortal!"

"Quick, send messages back home and prepare gifts to visit Bi Lake Mountain!"

In that moment, everyone began contacting their own families.

Some had already sent messages home earlier.

But now, dissatisfied with the delay, they crushed their emergency communication talismans or rushed directly back to their clans.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Pot!"

At the Lu Family caravan’s encampment, Lu Ruyi, Lu Lingxiao, Lu Linghe, and others spotted Lu Ping’an’s return and immediately ran up to greet him.

They could all see Lu Ping’an’s unstable aura and fatigued expression, understanding that chasing Patriarch Sima had been no simple task.

"I’m fine."

Lu Ping’an grinned, and with mana flowing from his palm, he dissolved the dried blood upon it, then ruffled his sister Lu Linghe’s hair.

Turning to Ling Zixiao, he spoke, "Aunt, I did not fail your expectations."

"Ping’an, you’ve worked hard for us."

Ling Zixiao gazed at Lu Ping’an, her lips gently pressed together, her voice soft.

Even though she typically felt indifferent toward most Lu Family disciples, at this moment, she found Lu Ping’an quite remarkable.

"Aunt, you’re too kind—it’s what I should do."

Lu Ping’an briefly recounted the process of hunting down Patriarch Sima.

"Take a good rest;I’ve sent a message to your father, and he’ll arrive later."

Ling Zixiao spoke further.

This battle, despite the Lu Family caravan avoiding casualties, had left everyone in poor condition. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Thus, she planned to return to Bi Lake Mountain to recuperate, preventing any chances of the Sima Family or other factions launching another ambush.

Meanwhile, word of Lu Ping’an’s clash with the Sima Family could spread and ferment during this time.

"Father is coming?"

Lu Ping’an was slightly stunned but soon nodded, pointing at the unconscious Patriarch Sima and said, "Aunt, his condition is grave;if he isn’t treated, he might die outright, or become permanently crippled."

Back when Patriarch Sima was cornered, he had attempted to self-destruct his Core Formation, seeking mutual destruction.

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Fortunately, at the critical moment, interference from the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox allowed Lu Ping’an to strike a decisive blow to his Qi Ocean Core.

This left Patriarch Sima in a state so dire it couldn’t be any worse—on the brink of collapse.

"Alright."

Ling Zixiao summoned a Lu Family disciple to examine Patriarch Sima’s condition.

That disciple was a doctor.

After observing Patriarch Sima’s state, he couldn’t help but click his tongue.

"So this is the life force of a False Core Immortal."

He sighed inwardly.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, these injuries would have killed them countless times over.

Faced with such a situation, he was utterly powerless.

Seeing this, Ling Zixiao administered a few elixir medicines to Patriarch Sima to sustain his vitality.

The man couldn’t die now.

If he did, he’d lose his value.

After making basic arrangements, the caravan settled down to rest.

...

Meanwhile.

At Profound Martial Ridge, at the Sima Family.

"How could this be? Wasn’t the Third Elder accompanying the Patriarch? How did his Soul Plate shatter?!"

The Sima Family Head stared at the broken Soul Plate in the ancestral hall, his expression deeply grim.

Although the Sima Family had a strong foundation, losing five Foundation Establishment cultivators in one fell swoop was devastating.

More importantly, these five weren’t mere ordinary Foundation cultivators!

Sima Bo and the other three each possessed Foundation Establishment Late Stage combat strength.

Even a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator wouldn’t stand a chance against all four simultaneously.

Third Elder Sima Tai, with his eighth-layer Foundation Building cultivation, was among the Sima Family’s top-tier forces.

And now, they were all dead!

For the Sima Family, this loss was unimaginably dire, leaving them severely damaged in vitality!

"Could it be that the Patriarch encountered some grave danger?"

The Sima Family Head eyed Patriarch Sima’s Soul Plate, his brows furrowing as his mind raced.

The Third Elder had accompanied the Patriarch.

If their enemies hadn’t been overwhelmingly strong, it would’ve been impossible for the Third Elder to die under the Patriarch’s nose.

"Investigate! Quickly send someone to check, contact the Patriarch, and find out what happened to the Third Elder!"

The Sima Family Head dared not contemplate further and immediately dispatched personnel to contact the Patriarch to uncover what had transpired.

...

Half a day later.

At the Ninth Heavenly Gang Wind Layer.

A rugged, burly figure tore through the wind layer silently, descending into the Jiulian Mountain region.

"Hm?"

The figure was none other than Lu Changsheng, who had rushed over after receiving the news.

Seeing Ling Zixiao and the others unharmed, with numerous cultivators focused on this area, Lu Changsheng found a secluded spot, where his face and form blurred before returning to his true appearance—unrivaled in handsomeness, akin to a banished immortal.

Moments later, Lu Changsheng, clad in a green robe, slender and upright, with hands behind his back, stood atop a violet flying shuttle and approached the caravan’s encampment.