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

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In a mountain cave.

"Dad said that life-saving talismans could help escape from any cultivator below a Nascent Soul Immortal, but my talisman was activated and I still didn't escape, could this old man be a Nascent Soul Immortal?"

"It's over, it's all over, if Dad receives my sensing talisman and comes over, what if he can't beat him? This time, I've really screwed Dad over!"

Lu Wangshu's heart was in turmoil as she wondered what to do.

She looked at Black Crow True Immortal with a forced smile on her face and said sweetly, "Grandpa, I don't know why you've captured me, but if there's something you need, just tell me."

The complexion of Black Crow True Immortal was dark and pale; he ignored Lu Wangshu and, after setting up the cave's formation, began to prepare the blood sacrifice ritual.

"Grandpa, if it's wealth you're seeking, my dad is very rich. You must have seen the talisman I just used; my dad gave it to me. We have even more advanced talismans at home."

"If you need anything, I can ask my dad to bring it."

Lu Wangshu continued to speak, hoping to send a message to keep her father from coming.

This wretch was a Nascent Soul Immortal; should he come, she would indeed be betraying her father.

"Heh."

Black Crow True Immortal let out a disdainful snort.

He had already identified Lu Wangshu as a direct disciple, a daughter of someone from the Nascent Soul level of Qingyun Sect.

If it weren't for the matter of the Tianyuan Supreme King Lotus, he wouldn't mind abducting this young girl and attempting extortion against her family.

After all, it was quite unexpected for a mere Energy Refining Cultivator to possess Second Rank and Third Rank talismans.

If he had paid a visit, he might have gained quite a lot from them.

But having just stolen the Tianyuan Supreme King Lotus from the Qingyun Sect, he was in a weakened state.

Even if this young girl was of a Blood Talisman spiritual body and a daughter of a Nascent Soul, the Qingyun Sect would not let him leave the Jiang Country Cultivation Realm unscathed just to save this little girl.

"It's over, he's not coming for me, is he?"

Lu Wangshu watched as Black Crow True Immortal remained unphased, and she grew more anxious.

She never thought she'd be so unlucky to encounter such an event on a rare excursion outside.

When her parents told her about the dangers of the Cultivation World, she thought they were exaggerating.

With so many talismans on her, she believed there would be no danger.

"Grandpa, I'm serious; my dad really dotes on me. He can afford any price."

"Not just advanced talismans, but also advanced elixir medicines, magical treasures; my dad has all of these."

Lu Wangshu kept speaking, hoping to persuade Black Crow True Immortal in front of her.

"Buzz!"

As a Nascent Soul Immortal, how could Black Crow True Immortal not see through Lu Wangshu's little scheme?

Her attempts to sweet-talk were clearly to call for help, and he was not about to be fooled.

With a mere raise of his hand, his mana flowed, silencing Lu Wangshu, and she found herself immobilized.

Then, under Lu Wangshu's gaze, Black Crow True Immortal set up an altar and placed three spirit talismans in front of it.

"Rise!"

Black Crow True Immortal, his face gaunt and shadowy, made a gesture incantation toward Lu Wangshu.

Suddenly, little flags around the altar fluttered noisily as rolling black mist, like crows and serpents, surged towards Lu Wangshu, intent on entering her body and activating the origin of her Blood Talisman spiritual body.

Faced with this rolling black mist, Lu Wangshu felt a sense of despair.

Knowing full well that with her strength, she had no chance of fighting back against the elder before her.

She also hoped that by dying sooner, perhaps her dad wouldn't come, right?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Dark fog rolled in, engulfing Lu Wangshu's entire body, quickening the flow of blood in her veins, while her vision progressively blurred.

"Am I going to die like this, I'm not ready, Father..."

Lu Wangshu felt an intense heat throughout her body, her consciousness growing fuzzier, a blood-colored spiritual pattern within her Qi Ocean Core faintly visible.

She had no idea how much time had passed, but just as her sight was about to be completely enveloped in darkness and her consciousness on the verge of collapse, a thunderous noise suddenly erupted between heaven and earth.

A divinely dazzling light appeared, tearing through the darkness before her.

What followed was an endless blaze, as if sweeping over from the void, forming a fiery purple-red flood dragon that roared ferociously, its might both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

The black fog within the cavern vaporized under the dragon flame.

"Old fool, dare to lay a hand on my daughter, are you tired of living!"

A man emerged from within the sea of fire, his visage handsome, build tall and slender, as he looked at Black Crow True Immortal with a cold voice.

He wore a mystic robe of luxurious quality, with a splendid divine light flowing and entwining across his chest, covering his figure with a nine-colored halo, rendering his lofty stature even more sacred and grand.

Resting upon his right shoulder was a head, black and rigid, with pitch-black, ink-like eyes devoid of whites, hair unkempt and fearsome to behold.

This head stared directly at Black Crow True Immortal, its two eyes like whirlpooling black holes, enticing the mental spirit, intimidating the soul, its hair writhing wildly, emanating an eerily dark and dreadful aura.

A layer of pitch-dark light, accompanied by wisps of black fog, madly spread from the center, turning the surrounding world into a howling netherwind, akin to Netherworld Hell.

As the Ghost Domain emerged, a gigantic figure appeared, muscular and with imposing bull horns, resembling a small mountain, exuding an indescribable pressure.

At this moment, within Black Crow True Immortal's field of vision, was a woman with a pale and eerily beautiful demeanor, wearing a black, luxurious dress, her feet as white as lotus, each ankle adorned with a golden ring.

"Holy Daughter."

Black Crow True Immortal subconsciously forced a smile as he bowed respectfully.

"Not good! This is an illusion!"

But in an instant, he felt something was amiss, as cawing filled his ears, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and circulated his cultivation technique and divine sense.

"Boom!"

The illusion before his eyes shattered abruptly.

But no sooner had he wrestled free from the illusion, he saw, in reality, two abyssal eyes staring him down, making his body stiffen, his legs felt as though submerged in a quagmire.

A massive figure with the head of a bull and the body of a human, as well as a young man with a handsome face and a sacred, majestic stature, came at him, their fists like wild dragons leaving their lair, stirring up boundless corpse qi and a purple-red flood dragon.

"Ah!!!"

Black Crow True Immortal screamed as his body instantly exploded under the force of the two fists, torn to pieces.

However, the body that had just burst apart instantly turned into rolling blood mist and black fog, combining with the True Elixir to form a black crow, attempting to flee.

But at that moment, the fearsome Endless Guileful Head suddenly split its mouth wide in a fierce grin and with a single gulp, a yin wind blew through, swallowing the black crow whole.

"Hmph, cur, dying like this is too easy for you."

Lu Zhang stood in his mystic robe, his stature upright, his demeanor icy.

"Master."

At this time, a silver-haired, alluring woman holding the unconscious Lu Wangshu approached Lu Zhang's side.

"Hm."

Lu Zhang took Black Crow True Immortal's storage ring, the Thunder Gang Dragon Flame incinerating every remnant breath around them, then gently and tenderly scooped up his daughter, gathered up the Endless Guileful Head and the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox, and pulled out a Teleportation Talisman, instantly activating it.

Once they reappeared dozens of miles away, Lu Zhang stood upon a Starlight Plate, transforming into a trail of starlight, soaring upwards into the sky, and swiftly departed into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

The Thousand Faces Puppet Fox had sensed something off about this Nascent Soul Immortal just moments ago.

Not only was he a Demonic Path Cultivator, but also severely wounded and weak, likely facing pursuit from other Core Formation cultivators, hence his resorting to using his daughter's talismans.

Regardless, this Devil Path True Person was certainly problematic, involved in something, and Lu Zhang knew he must not get entangled in this matter.