Escape from the Wang Family Mansion

Everyone's expressions changed. Though Lu Nan had been prepared, he was still startled—let alone Su Wan and the others.

"So those missing people were all taken by you?"

Lu Nan narrowed his eyes.

Wang San did not answer. Instead, he waved a hand.

Countless figures immediately appeared around the room, all bearing the aura of the Qi Condensation stage.

There were even two auras that Lu Nan could not see through.

"Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators too?" His pupils contracted as he stared fixedly at Wang San.

Yet Wang San did not rush to attack. Instead, he looked at Lu Nan curiously.

"Kid! I'm very curious—how did you find out?"

The Wang Family had been using this trick for decades without ever failing.

They had killed who knew how many cultivators over the years. Who would have thought they would stumble today?

"Tell me. If I'm in a good mood, I might even spare your life!"

Lu Nan smiled faintly. "Ever since entering this place, I had never let down my guard."

"Even so, I nearly got fooled.

Fortunately, I casually asked a small question, and that question was precisely what exposed that person."

After a pause, he continued, "Though Dream Weaver Mist is highly potent, it has certain restrictions if it is to take effect.

First, one must become accustomed to the scent of Companion Haze Powder. He Shuo Smoke alone carries a peculiar odor.

But once one has grown used to Companion Haze Powder's fragrance, they can no longer smell He Shuo Smoke's distinct odor upon encountering it.

Second, one must remain amid both medicines for at least one minute before Dream Weaver Mist takes effect!

I did not stay in the room, so I also avoided the He Shuo Smoke."

"You even understand medicinal theory?" Wang San looked at Lu Nan in surprise.

Lu Nan ignored him. Wang San did not mind. "Kid, you're a talent. Why not join my Wang Family?"

"I have a question too. Might Patriarch Wang answer it?"

Lu Nan swept his gaze around the Wang clansmen eyeing them like tigers watching prey.

Wang San raised a brow. "Ask, but I may not answer!"

"Rest assured, it isn't anything secret.

Are the missing disciples of my sect still alive?

Where are they now?"

"You needn't wonder. You'll find out soon enough!"

Wang San chuckled. "Well? Acknowledge me as your master, and I can spare your life!"

Lu Nan merely smiled and said nothing, summoning his Flying Sword.

Wang San's smile vanished, his face turning cold and grim. "Take them all down! Remember, capture them alive!

Especially those three women. I'm sure the Ancestor will like them!"

At his command, the figures surrounding them pounced at once.

Lu Nan and the others did not hesitate either, immediately forming a tight group.

They fought off their enemies while watching their surroundings.

Searching for an opening, Lu Nan's eyes soon lit up.

He casually slew the enemy before him and shouted, "This way!!!"

With that, he was the first to rush out of the house. Su Wan and the others swiftly followed.

Watching Lu Nan's group flee into the courtyard, Wang San's face turned pitch-black.

With so many people, they had failed to take down a mere six.

"Activate the Family Grand Formation! Not a single one may escape!"

As his words fell, a thin blood-colored film instantly rose.

It slowly enveloped the entire Wang Family Mansion, making Lu Nan and the others' expressions change drastically.

"This is bad! We have to break out quickly, or once the barrier fully covers the area, getting out will be difficult! Come to me, everyone!" Su Wan spoke rapidly, her voice urgent.

After knocking back the enemies before them, the others quickly gathered around her.

Soon, they had all clustered at her side. Su Wan immediately pulled a golden Talisman from her Ring.

"Hold tight!!!" With a shout, she poured all her remaining spiritual energy into the Talisman.

Seeing this, Wang San's expression changed. "Stop them! Quickly! Quickly!!!!"

Unfortunately, they were still a step too late. A flash of golden light passed, and Su Wan's group had vanished.

"Damn it!!" Wang San glared at the empty spot, furious beyond measure.

Then he called out loudly, "They can't have gone far. Get out there and chase them!

Bring them all back to me, dead or alive!!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone scattered and departed.

Only three Old Men remained behind, all of them in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Yes!!" The three Old Men flashed away and disappeared.

Wang San remained where he was, his face dark.

Only after quite some time did he walk toward a Rockery in the courtyard. After swiftly forming hand seals,

he entered the Secret Passage that suddenly appeared. Following a series of twists and turns,

he arrived at a vast Underground Space filled with dense blood-colored mist.

A Platform stood in the very center of the space, surrounded by one figure after another.

Every figure had a thread glowing with red light running from their body, its end extending to the Platform above.

There, the threads converged within a massive Cauldron before an Old Man with snow-white hair and the face of an infant.

Without even looking at the figures below, Wang San walked respectfully toward the Platform.

He stopped at the last step of the Platform and bowed. "Father, more disciples from the Azure Lotus Sword Sect have arrived!"

"The Azure Lotus Sword Sect?" The white-haired Old Man opened his eyes at this. He glanced at the pills in the Cauldron, which were nearly formed.

A faint smile flashed through his eyes before he looked at Wang San. "We happen to be short of blood essence. Just capture them all!"

With that, he was about to close his eyes again, but Wang San showed no sign of leaving.

His brows furrowed. "What else is it???"

"Th-they escaped!!" Wang San gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"They escaped???"

The Old Man stared at Wang San with a cold expression. "Do you know the consequences of letting them escape?"

"I know! I know!!! Your son has already sent people after them!

Their spiritual energy is nearly exhausted. There should be news soon enough!"

The Old Man's expression eased slightly. "Tell me why you failed."

Wang San did not dare delay and recounted everything that had happened in meticulous detail.

"So this kid truly is a talent!" After hearing him out, the Old Man nodded in agreement.

Then he looked at Wang San. "But! If he cannot be subdued, then kill him without hesitation!"

"I never expected that woman to possess a Fifth-grade Hundred Mile Talisman.

Fortunately, it consumed a great deal of her spiritual energy, limiting the teleportation range to within one hundred miles!

A Fifth-grade Talisman requires at least a hundred High-grade Spirit Stones!" Wang San said gloomily.

The Old Man merely replied indifferently, "That girl surnamed Su is very likely someone the Sword Sect is focusing on cultivating.

If possible, capture her alive."

Wang San hesitated at those words. Seeing this, the Old Man could not help but rebuke him. "She is only in the Qi Condensation stage. Even if she is a genius, there are limits!"

"You're in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and you have so many people—yet you still can't capture her???"

"Your son will definitely capture her alive!!" Wang San's body trembled as he hurriedly replied.

The Old Man nodded and looked toward the Cauldron again.

Seeing that Wang San still had not moved, he asked again, "What else is it?"

"Father, how much longer before this Blood Pill succeeds?"

"Seven more days! If those six are captured, the time can be shortened to three days!!"

Wang San's spirits lifted. "Your son will certainly bring them back!!"

Then, as if recalling something, he asked, "Father, the Azure Lotus Sword Sect disciples from before are still alive, right?"

"Alive! This old man left them a breath!"

As he spoke, the Old Man pointed toward several skeletal figures in the corner.

Seeing that they were still breathing, Wang San let out a sigh of relief.