Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 2481: Chapter 815: Nascent Soul! Nascent Soul! Nascent Soul! (Alliance Hierarch paul1990 Extra 2)

”Could the key to breaking the situation lie with this so‑called Qilin Sword Lord?”

Xuanjian True Monarch’s brows were tightly furrowed as he pondered in his heart.

When he had first received the news, he’d consulted many records, yet found no such person as the Qilin Sword Lord.

But the Cultivation World was boundless, and Jiang Country was but a corner of the Southern Wilderness.

The intelligence he could currently access covered at most the Southern Wilderness Northern Domain, and couldn’t even fully encompass that.

So failing to find him did not prove that there was no such person as the Qilin Sword Lord.

At once, Xuanjian True Monarch took a deep breath, ordered someone to send word to Absolute Sword True Monarch to continue collecting swords, to focus on testing all the Flying Swords currently in the sect, and to go to Qingyun Sect to visit Yun Wanshang and inquire about this Qilin Sword Lord.

Aside from that, Heavenly Sword Sect also needed to make some preparations.

If things truly unfolded as calculated—Liang Country producing combat strength beyond imagination and crushing Yue Country—then his Heavenly Sword Sect would need to be ready either to relocate or to merge in.

...

At this moment, in the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.

Yun Wanshang and Lu Changsheng had no idea that the casually fabricated alias and lie they’d made up were having an enormous impact on Xuanjian True Monarch.

After more than a month of preparation, Lu Changsheng deemed the Great Formation sufficient. Together with Lu Miaoge and Yun Wanshang, he came to the Golden One-Horned Bear’s lair, sat down in meditation, and prepared to assault the Nascent Soul stage.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng was patrolling the surroundings, while the Soul-calling Beast was snoring away amid the feathers at its neck, only awakening in the face of danger.

Around Qian Zhuyan, Puppets were arrayed one after another, ready to move at any moment.

Hong Lian held the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror, and together with Ling Zixiao they sat in command over this hastily arranged Third Rank Formation, watching for the slightest stir to prevent any accidents.

Though the Formation before them was inferior to the Mountain Protection Array of a Nascent Soul force, this line‑up of battle strength surpassed that of many Nascent Soul level powers.

Time passed bit by bit.

Within the Golden One-Horned Bear’s lair, Lu Changsheng’s Yin Yang Magic Power slowly circulated; his Qi-Blood, Mana, and Divine Sense all reached their absolute peak.

In the process, the surface of his Heart Lake went from rippling to gradually becoming calm, and a hundred and forty-plus years of scattered memories surged through his mind.

From awakening his past-life memories and activating the system in Qingyun Sect, to marrying into the Lu Family of Qingzhu Mountain—unknowingly, a hundred and twenty‑four years had passed.

In these hundred and twenty‑four years, he had gone from a farm boy to the current Bi Lake Mountain Master, Great Dream City Lord, and the Yangming True Master who shook an entire region.

”Marrying into Qingzhu Mountain, first arriving at Nine Dragons Market, exterminating Red Leaf Valley’s Chen Family, charging at Foundation Establishment together with Xiao Xiyue, going to Jiuxiao Immortal City, encountering Nangong Mili, establishing the Bi Lake Mountain Lu Family...”

”Meeting Chu Qingyi in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, encountering Qing Luan while seeking the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather, hunting the Whale King in Great Dream Marsh, blocking the gates of Yiming Ghost Sect, fighting corpse‑soldiers in the wasteland war, first entering Nascent Soul in Myriad Demon Abyss, slaying a Nascent Soul True Lord in the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, the Starry Sky Sea, the Land of Eternal Night...”

A hundred‑plus years of cultivation experiences flashed past his mind like scenes in a galloping lantern.

Over these hundred‑odd years, countless figures surfaced in his memories.

Wives and concubines, sons and daughters, elders and friends...

Of the first three original wives he’d married into Qingzhu Mountain with—Lu Lanshu, Lu Zi’er, and Lu Qing’er—all had long since died of old age.

Not only those three; all his mortal wives and concubines from back then had died of old age.

His children Lu Wuyou, Lu Wuyu, Lu Xile...

Including his first son to possess a Spiritual Root, yet who stopped at the Sixth Level Energy Refinement—Lu Xianzhi...

As for elders, whether his parents or the senior generation of Qingzhu Mountain, all had Passed Away; no familiar faces remained.

Friends...

He had never had many friends.

His best brother and friend, Li Feiyu, had vanished after they parted ways back then in the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.

Hong Yi and Han Lin had both passed away.

Of the few friends he’d made at Qingzhu Mountain and Nine Dragons Market back then—Gao He and Yu Maocheng—one died of old age, and the other had moved away after the Bi Lake Mountain Lu Family and Yu Family of Bi Lake rose, leaving no trace.

”Who would have thought that a farm boy with a Lower Grade Spiritual Root, rejected by Qingyun Sect, who married in as a son‑in‑law, could make it to where I stand today?”

Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, smiled faintly, and his will was incomparably firm.

A century of years had flown by like a white steed leaping a crevice, like tides rising and falling.

His future was still incomparably long; this was only the beginning.

As for his early experiences, he was completely at ease, without the slightest sense of shame.

That was the road by which he had come.

Hearing this, Yun Wanshang and Lu Miaoge at his side both felt a little dazed.

Indeed.

Who would have thought that the farm boy rejected by Qingyun Sect back then could walk all the way to this point.

Neither Lu Miaoge nor Yun Wanshang could truly imagine it.

”Sister Miaoge.”

Lu Changsheng turned to look at Lu Miaoge beside him—gentle, delicate, and beautiful, her temperament like water—as if seeing her again for the first time in his life.

She was the first woman he’d admired after stepping into the Cultivation World, the one who had walked with him all this way.

She had been there when he formed his Golden Core.

Now, as he reached for Nascent Soul, she was still there.

Lu Changsheng believed that when he reached Divinity Transformation in the future, she would still be there.

”Mm~”

Lu Miaoge looked at the handsome youth before her, his eyes warm as jade, and nodded lightly, her beautiful eyes brimming with endless tenderness.

Then, within her Qi Ocean Core, Dao Foundation and Golden Core blossomed with ten thousand feet of rosy light, as if stirring up tempestuous waves.

The Taiyi Dao Seed seemed like a Yin Yang Water Fire Seed, slowly rising forth and drifting toward Lu Changsheng, her red lips slightly parted.

Lu Changsheng wrapped an arm around his wife’s delicate, boneless shoulders, captured her lustrous red lips, and drew this Taiyi Dao Seed into his own body.

Watching the two of them so close and inseparable, their love as gentle as water, Yun Wanshang at the side for some reason felt a faint, inexplicable sourness well up within her.

She could tell that this Yin Yang Water Fire Seed from Lu Miaoge was of one and the same Qi Mechanism with Lu Changsheng’s Magic Power, indeed of immense benefit to him—it was no lie to her.

In fact, the effect was even more astonishing than she had imagined, as though... Lu Miaoge was serving as a Furnace for Lu Changsheng?