Strong Enemy Attacks, Lu Changsheng!

Strong Enemy Attacks, Lu Changsheng!

At the banquet, Lu Xuan had specially arranged a table for Li Qingping and Lu Jiuyuan. No one dared disturb them. One was the grandson of a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse, while the other was King Li's most beloved youngest daughter. Neither was someone they could afford to provoke.

"By the way, I'm curious. Why did the Chen Family attack your Lu Family that day?"

During the meal, Li Qingping asked curiously. It was not exactly some strange matter, so Lu Jiuyuan did not hide it. A trace of sorrow appeared on his face as he said,

"When all was said and done, it happened because of me. Back then, my talent had made the Chen Family wary, and the Chen Family already had grievances with my Lu Family, so they chose to strike first. On top of that, my Lu Family had not been prepared at the time, which was how the Chen Family succeeded."

Back then, Lu Jiuyuan had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage at only twenty years old. If nothing unexpected happened, he could break through to the Golden Core Stage before turning sixty. By then, the Lu Family would have two Golden Core cultivators under one roof.

Since the Chen Family had old grudges with the Lu Family, they chose to act. Before doing so, however, the Chen Family had tried to rope in other families, only to be rejected by every one of them.

They had no grievances with the Lu Family, so naturally, there was no need to take such a risk. If even one person from the Lu Family escaped, then thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—the tables would turn sooner or later.

Left with no choice, the Chen Family could only go it alone. Yet they had never expected someone as absurdly overpowered as Lu Jiuyuan to appear. Otherwise, the Lu Family's hopes of revenge truly would have been hopeless.

"It is regrettable, but what happened has already happened. I still hope you can move on from it soon."

Li Qingping comforted him. Lu Jiuyuan merely gave a bitter smile and said,

"I let it go long ago. Besides, this is only a temporary parting. Once I reach a realm that can control time someday, perhaps I can bring them back to life."

Just as Li Qingping was about to say something, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended upon the Lu Family.

"What? A powerful expert has arrived!"

Lu Xuan opened his eyes and spoke in disbelief. At that moment, a figure appeared beside Li Qingping.

"Uncle Chen, why are you here?"

Li Qingping said in surprise upon seeing him. Uncle Chen was the guest elder Li Xuanran had arranged to protect Li Qingping.

"Sixth Princess, there's no time to explain. Come with me!"

Uncle Chen said gravely. Yet before Li Qingping could even react, a terrifying figure appeared above the Lu Family.

"Sorry, but no one is leaving today!"

The newcomer was the Youmo Sect's First Elder, known throughout the martial world as the Thousand Ghost King.

Feeling the surging demonic aura emanating from the Thousand Ghost King, Uncle Chen's expression turned grim. Clearly, he had not expected King Youmo to send a great killing weapon at the Mid-stage Tribulation Crossing—after all, he himself was only at the Integrated Body Peak Stage.

"Thousand Ghost King, I never expected the Youmo Sect to send you. Do you not fear that this will cause the Yuanwu Kingdom and the Youmo Sect to go to war completely?"

Uncle Chen said with an ugly expression. In secret, he had already sent a message to King Li. Such a petty move naturally could not escape the Thousand Ghost King's notice. With a cold snort, the Thousand Ghost King swung his hand and sent a palm imprint hurtling toward Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen did not dare lower his guard. He immediately used every method at his disposal to block the strike, but he was still sent flying and nearly died on the spot.

"Uncle Chen!"

Li Qingping hurried anxiously to Uncle Chen's side and helped him up. Uncle Chen, however, wore a resolute expression as he said,

"Sixth Princess, in a moment, this old man will use all his strength to hold back the Thousand Ghost King. Escape as quickly as you can."

Li Qingping's expression turned bitter at his words.

"Uncle Chen, the Thousand Ghost King is a Mid-stage Tribulation Crossing powerhouse. How could a mere Qi Refining Stage cultivator like me possibly escape from his grasp?"

At the same time, Li Xuanran, who was in the capital of the Yuanwu Kingdom, had received Uncle Chen's message. In an instant, towering fury erupted from him.

"King Youmo, if anything happens to my daughter, I will make every last person in your Youmo Sect accompany my daughter in death!"

Everyone throughout the capital felt Li Xuanran's fury and trembled in terror. Without hesitation, Li Xuanran burst forth at his fastest speed and raced toward Qingfeng Town, praying that he could arrive a little sooner. Perhaps there would still be a sliver of hope.

Meanwhile, the Thousand Ghost King was not the least bit anxious at the sight. He had already investigated everything clearly. Li Xuanran had been in seclusion, and even if he emerged now and rushed over, it would still take him half an hour to reach this place. That was more than enough time for him to slaughter everyone here and leave.

"Boy, you must be the one. You actually dared refuse our sect master's invitation. Do you not know just how powerful our Youmo Sect is?"

Facing the Thousand Ghost King's provocation, Lu Jiuyuan remained calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was panicking like mad. Where was his backer? Why had he not come yet? If he did not come soon, I'm really going to die.

To preserve the dignity of the Lu Family's young master, Lu Jiuyuan showed no fear at all and sneered. "So what if I refused your Youmo Sect? Every cultivator under heaven knows that your Youmo Sect burns, kills, plunders, and commits every evil imaginable. Everyone has the right to execute you. Sooner or later, your Youmo Sect will surely be destroyed."

Hearing Lu Jiuyuan's words, a trace of surprise appeared on the Thousand Ghost King's face. Did this boy not know the terror of a Tribulation Crossing Stage powerhouse?

After hearing Lu Jiuyuan's words, the Qi Refining Stage cultivators present were also stirred up. They knew that judging by the Youmo Sect's methods, they would most likely all perish today.

Qingfeng Town would clearly be wiped out by the Thousand Ghost King as well. Rather than that, why not curse the Thousand Ghost King before dying?

With that thought, the Qi Refining Stage cultivators present all forced themselves to endure the Thousand Ghost King's terrifying pressure and began cursing him.

"Hmph, what kind of hero are you, Thousand Ghost King? Fight me one-on-one at the same realm if you have the guts! Let's see whether I beat the shit out of you!"

"What? Does the Thousand Ghost King wear such a terrifying mask because the face beneath it is even uglier?"

"Thousand Ghost King, so what if you kill us? Kill us, and there will still be thousands upon thousands of people like us!"

Faced with the provocation of a group of ants, the Thousand Ghost King was clearly enraged. Never before had he been insulted by ants of this level. Every cultivator who saw him had always trembled in fear.

Moreover, his mask was his deepest pain. Back when he was still at the Nascent Soul Stage, he had been injured by a Void Refining Stage powerhouse. Later, after breaking through to the Body Integration Realm, the Thousand Ghost King had cut that person into a thousand pieces and lit him as a human lantern.

The Thousand Ghost King had kept that scar as a reminder to himself: never let anyone bully him again. Now that it had been brought up once more, he was naturally furious beyond measure.

In the distance, Uncle Chen's expression turned ugly at the sight. They should have been stalling for time—why provoke the Thousand Ghost King instead? Seeing that the Thousand Ghost King was about to strike, Uncle Chen knew they were likely doomed this time.

The Thousand Ghost King formed a massive palm imprint. The power within it filled all the cultivators present with despair. Although Lu Jiuyuan was somewhat afraid, his expression remained as calm as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze.

At that very moment of life and death, an even more terrifying pressure than the Thousand Ghost King's descended upon him, followed by a faint voice.

"Who dares bully Lu Changsheng's descendants?"