Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family

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Compared to the Spiritual Vessel of Qingyun Sect, this Spiritual Vessel looked slightly smaller, but the number of its cannon turrets seemed greater.

“Feiyu, when we meet again, you can always write to me at Bi Lake Mountain if there’s anything!”

Lu Changsheng said to Li Feiyu.

“Okay, Changsheng. Miss, Second Miss, have a smooth journey,”

Li Feiyu nodded and bowed.

Subsequently, Lu Changsheng and the two others lined up to board the Spiritual Vessel of Jinyang Sect.

This Spiritual Vessel of Jinyang Sect was much like that of Qingyun Sect, and the seating also roughly divided into three tiers.

Thanks to the token given by Tianyuan True Immortal, the three of them were arranged in a first-class luxurious cabin.

Li Feiyu watched as Lu Changsheng boarded the Spiritual Vessel with a hint of being sentimentally attached.

On one hand, a gathering of friends was now again a parting for an unknown future meeting.

Furthermore, Lu Changsheng’s son and daughter had been taken in as disciples by Jinyang Sect, causing him to travel great distances from Bi Lake Mountain to Azure Phoenix Immortal City, then on to Jinyang Sect in Yue Country.

Yet, he himself had been away from home for over a decade, never once returning.

“I’ve rested enough on this trip; time to continue striving with effort.”

“Three years, whether I achieve Foundation Establishment or not, I should return for a visit.”

Li Feiyu muttered to himself, setting a time limit for himself.

He then turned and left.

He did not return to Azure Phoenix Immortal City but instead headed towards the direction of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.

“Feiyu, I hope you won’t need to use this talisman…”

Aboard the Spiritual Vessel, Lu Changsheng seemed to see Li Feiyu heading to the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range and muttered in his heart.

Through interactions over recent days, he could generally sense that his inevitable influence had affected Li Feiyu’s mentality.

This might cause Li Feiyu to be even more eager to break through to Foundation Establishment.

That was why he gave Li Feiyu a First-Order Top Grade Puppet today, indicating it was a sentiment of his heart.

But within the core of the Puppet, he had placed a Third Rank ‘Substitute Talisman’.

As long as Li Feiyu installed a Spirit Stone in the Puppet, he should be able to discover this talisman.

This way, in the face of danger in the future, it could save his life.

“Changsheng…”

Lu Miaoge noticed Lu Changsheng’s sentimentality due to the parting and showed a tender expression on her face, holding his hand silently to comfort him.

“I’m fine. It’s just that seeing Feiyu in this situation has made me a bit emotional,”

Lu Changsheng said with a smile and a gentle voice.

Not long after, the Spiritual Vessel embarked on its journey, flying toward Jinyang Sect.

“Half a year more, and I’ll be at Jinyang Sect, able to see Qingshan and Qingzhu…”

Lu Changsheng looked out the window, mind wandering to what his son, Lu Qingshan, and his daughter, Lu Qingzhu, would look like now at Jinyang Sect.

…

Demonic Sect.

Inside a spacious hall that seemed to be constructed of obsidian stone.

The entire hall’s walls, the ground, and the ceiling were all smooth, without any decorative patterns or even windows or doors.

Just at this moment, a young man with a cold face and snow-white hair, dressed in a black robe adorned with dragon patterns, appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall.

“Kikodomu Prajna Samoye…”

The young man with white hair chanted indifferently.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

At that instant, on the hall’s walls, demonic creatures, ferocious and diverse in form, slowly emerged.

Though merely patterns, they seemed vibrantly alive, as if about to step out from the walls, imposing an indescribable terror on those who beheld them.

“Boom boom boom—”

The entire hall started to shrink as the demons appeared.

Endless crimson light surged within the hall as if accompanied by wailing sounds.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

Qu Changge, faced with such tumult, stood unmoving, his luxurious dragon-patterned black robe and a head of snow-white hair flailing in disarray.

The grand hall continued to shrink and compress, the blood light becoming ever more intense, pressing towards Qu Changge, making it seem as though he was shouldering a mountain, his body gradually bending.

Qu Changge’s expression remained unchanged; he held on steadfastly, the bones in his body ‘creaking and crunching,’ with blood gradually trickling from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

At this moment, on the walls, one by one, the red light from unknown demon patterns flared, and threads of mist began converging towards Qu Changge.

It surged in and out of his mouth and nose like two dragon pillars, exceedingly demonic.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

“Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!”

As the grand hall grew smaller and smaller, Qu Changge’s body seemed to become heavier, the bones in his body crackling chaotically, veins and blood vessels swelling like earthworms, dragon-patterned black robes bursting open with blood spattering.

“Humming humming humming—”

Demon patterns on all sides lit up, roaring and hissing, turning into a mist of multicolored fog that swirled towards Qu Changge’s flesh.

These wounds immediately began to heal at a visibly rapid pace.

But the process repeated itself; Qu Changge’s body kept rupturing and healing, nearly turning into a bloodied figure, standing silently unmoved.

If not for the constant chaotic crackling of his bones and the slight bending of his spine, he might have seemed dead.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed, as the bloodied figure of Qu Changge seemed unable to bear the pressure and was nearly about to collapse.

But just then, bizarre and unpredictable demon runes began to emerge on Qu Changge’s body and face, accompanied by a horrifying aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Instantly, he steadied his stance and stood up once again.

“Boom boom boom—”

However, the entire grand hall had shrunk to the size of a coffin, extremely cramped, squeezing in on Qu Changge as though it intended to crush him into a mush of blood and flesh.

Demon patterns on the surrounding walls, the ground, and the ceiling seemed to come to life, watching Qu Changge, even reaching out with claws, tails, and tongues to bite and gnaw at him.

“Hum—”

At that moment, a blood-colored phantom with three heads and six arms slowly emerged behind Qu Changge.

The phantom was vague, indistinct, partially hidden and partially visible.

But as soon as the blood-colored phantom appeared, all the demon patterns ceased their movements and returned to the walls, emitting waves of hissing and emitting intense blood light.

“Boom boom boom—”

The grand hall kept shrinking and compressing, yet it was held open by the three heads and six arms of the blood-colored phantom.

Amidst the endless press of blood light, Qu Changge’s body continued to rupture open, blood flying in every direction, allowing a multitude of multicolored mists to enter his body.

Upon closer observation, it could be seen that as more and more mist entered Qu Changge’s body, the blood-colored phantom on his back became more defined.

Although the three faces were still blurry and elusive, manifesting and vanishing unpredictably, one could barely make out expressions of ferocity, hatred, and indifference.

“Humming humming humming—”

It was unclear how much more time passed before a sinister crescent-moon lotus pattern in a sanguine hue emerged on Qu Changge’s forehead, and demon runes across his body seemed to come to life, slithering over his skin, muscles bulging, turning into black and red scales.

His eyes gradually turned pitch black, showing no whites, and his white hair reached down to his heels, tinged with streaks of blood light.

“Roar roar roar—”

“Ao ao ao—”

“Whimper whimper whimper—”

At this moment, demon patterns in every direction within the grand hall roared and howled as if celebrating, chanting in jubilation.

The entire grand hall, once as suffocating and constricting as a coffin, expanded once more, becoming spacious.

“Demonic Body…”

Qu Changge murmured to himself.

At this moment, he resembled a monster, his body covered in black and red scales, eyes dark as ink, exuding an evil and terrifying presence that sent chills to the core.

The next moment, the scales on his body and the blood-colored phantom slowly dissipated, all converging into a black and red, bizarrely shaped crystal on his chest.

A wave of rolling black mist, akin to a great serpent, surged forth.

It transformed into a powerfully built man in black armor, his body covered in black demon runes, his facial features deeply etched with malevolence, a bald giant.

Upon seeing the black and red crystal on Qu Changge’s chest, he immediately kneeled on one knee and shouted loudly: “Congratulations, Young Master, on completing the trial and condensing the Demonic Body!”