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

Lu Changsheng continued to instruct.

In the Cultivation World, snatching Magic Artifacts not only often led to ones that were ill-suited for oneself, but also could contain various dangerous traps.

Among the Spiritual Artifacts he had obtained previously at White Tiger Mountain, two of them contained Bloodline Spirit Bans.

However, the effects of the Bloodline Spirit Bans from White Tiger Mountain were quite mediocre.

It only made it difficult for others to unleash their full power, making them only suitable for members of the Zhao family.

“Dad, does this pair of scissors have a Bloodline Spirit Ban?”

Upon hearing this, Lu Ping’an immediately asked.

“This one doesn’t, Bloodline Spirit Bans, although they prevent outsiders from refining, can also impact the artifact’s full potential.”

“Moreover, as descendants’ bloodlines become diluted over time, the effectiveness of the Bloodline Spirit Bans would also be compromised, hence such bans are seldom applied except in family heirloom treasures.”

Lu Changsheng advised aloud.

After packing up everything and getting ready, Lu Changsheng didn’t continue to stay in the mountains. He switched to a Spirit Boat and said to his two sons, “Let’s go, regarding the matters of today, you should keep my cultivation level to yourselves, and absolutely not disclose it.”

“Dad, I understand.”

“Father, your son understands.”

Lu Ping’an and Lu Quanzhen nodded in response.

After the three of them boarded the Spirit Boat, Lu Quanzhen, watching his father’s tall figure, had numerous thoughts swirling in his head.

Still pondering what exactly his father’s situation was.

Was it a case of a Nascent Soul True Lord reborn through body snatching, or was it a reincarnation of some great being from legends?

Besides these reasons, he really couldn’t think of any others for why his father, in his fifties, would possess such astonishing strength, able to kill a False Core Immortal with a single punch!

Moreover, he had also recalled something after coming to his senses.

His father had used a Sword Technique when facing the Elder Ancestor of the Xu Family!

The aura of that Sword Technique was fierce and dominant, somewhat similar to that of his brother Lu Qingshan’s Sword Dao.

Then regarding body refinement, it was exactly like his older brother Lu Ping’an’s, only even more straightforward and dominant, returning to the basics!

“So, did big brother inherit father’s body refinement? Did Qingshan inherit father’s Sword Dao? Did Wangshu inherit father’s Talisman Path?”

Lu Quanzhen thought to himself, quite confused.

The previous meeting with Uncle Qu Changge had broadened his horizons, making him think he had seen a more expansive world.

Yet now, his father’s actions had completely baffled him.

“Quanzhen, if you have something to ask, just speak up, otherwise I see you holding back uncomfortably.”

At this moment, Lu Changsheng turned back and smiled at his son Lu Quanzhen.

His Divine Sense was sharp, naturally noticing whenever his son glanced at him, clearly troubled.

“My child is just curious, Father, you possess such strength, why do you continue to hide it so deeply…”

Lu Quanzhen hesitated, not knowing where to start.

After thinking, he chose a simpler question to ask.

“Men should naturally be firm, but I choose to be gentle,”

Lu Changsheng smiled lightly, looking at the mountains below spread out like stars in the sky, and softly said, “In the Cultivation World, all beings are struggling. They fear neither heaven nor earth, only those who live differently from themselves.”

“If you are too weak or too evil, they will destroy you and trample you. If you are too good or too strong, they will bully and fear you. Only by being just like everyone else can you be accepted by the world and live peacefully.”

“If my strength were known to the world, endless troubles would surely find me. Even if I weren’t afraid, what about you?”

“So, to live peacefully and freely in the Cultivation World, one must disguise oneself just like everyone else.”

Lu Changsheng’s voice was gentle as he spoke slowly.

After finishing, he smiled, patted his son on the shoulder, and said, “You will gradually learn more about your father’s affairs in the future.”

“Just remember, I am always your father, the everlasting support behind you.”

“So if you have any problems, just discuss them directly with me.”

Although Lu Changsheng was disguised at that moment, his appearance much more imposing,

such words still conveyed a familiar gentle tone to the brothers.

“Father, I understand!”

Lu Quanzhen responded with a smile, no longer pondering or fretting.

After all, whether his father was a Nascent Soul True Lord reborn or some legendary great being reincarnated, it did not affect their father-son relationship.

His cultivation, care, and protection for them were all genuine.

Furthermore, the more powerful the father, the more direct benefits to him as a son.

Though he was self-reliant, he was not an old-fashioned person; when it was time to lean on his family, he would.

“Dad, I understand.”

Lu Ping’an nodded earnestly.

Since the incident with the Hope Gu, Lu Changsheng’s figure had loomed like a high mountain in his heart.

“By the way, Dad, I’ve broken through to the Sixth Level of the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art, but I feel like there were some issues during the cultivation process.”

At that moment, Lu Ping’an spoke up, seeking Lu Changsheng’s advice on his cultivation technique.

“Hmm? A problem with cultivation? Tell me.”

Lu Changsheng immediately showed a concerned expression.

The details of the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art were extremely important.

Even slight mistakes in the cultivation process could cause body issues.

“It happened in the Secret Realm when I took a lot of Spiritual Medicines, and as a result, a thin membrane formed between my muscles and bones…”

“I suspect this has something to do with my breakthrough to the Fifth Layer before…”

Lu Ping’an spoke, revealing his situation to Lu Changsheng.

“May I see?”

Lu Changsheng held his son’s wrist, channeling his Mana and Divine Sense into his body to check.

A moment later, after seeing the thin membrane Ping’an mentioned, his brows furrowed slightly before smoothing out.