Few people knew Madam Lu's original name.
She rarely appeared before the public.
Yet her reputation remained extraordinarily resounding—not because of her, but because of her man.
Lu Changxin.
A very ordinary-sounding name.
Yet to far, far too many people, he was a legendary existence.
It was said that
he had likewise been born an ordinary man.
But unlike Keshuo, he had not relied on all manner of methods to obtain cultivation resources.
Nor did he possess any prominent identity.
Yet starting with nothing, he had carved out his path through sheer struggle, eventually becoming one of the foremost figures on Dragon Cloud Continent.
Not many people knew the specific details concerning Lu Changxin.
Yet countless different versions of his legend had long spread like wildfire across the Three Continents.
Only two points were truly worth believing.
Aside from the point mentioned above,
the other was that he was exceedingly protective of his own, and his temper was not very good either.
They were not certain which specific matter had been true.
But Lu Changxin truly had once stood alone against the entirety of Dragon Cloud Continent for one person.
That battle had lasted several years.
With the major powers joining forces, dealing with a mere Rogue Cultivator should originally have been exceedingly easy.
Yet Lu Changxin had not only failed to die in those battles,
but his combat strength had instead grown increasingly formidable, until he became the terrifying existence people now feared at the mere mention of his name.
His wife had died here.
She had died before the eyes of all of them.
No matter who had struck down Madam Lu,
once this matter spread, Lu Changxin would absolutely never let this group of people off.
They all knew perfectly well what had to be done about