Giving His Daughter an Unrivaled Divine Weapon

Lu Zixuan stifled a laugh, covering her mouth. "Daddy, you're so shameless."

"Hee hee hee! What Daddy said makes a little sense, but not much."

Lu Miaomiao, meanwhile, threw back her head and laughed.

Seeing his two daughters laugh happily, Lu Qing'an felt the gloom in his heart swept away. A faint smile touched his lips, and he stopped dwelling on the past, nor did he try to prove anything to his daughters.

Looking back at the Immortal Ruins behind him, he found the courage to leave this place.

With his two daughters by his side, they would surely help him overcome this setback in love.

This family had not fallen apart after all!

"All right! Let's go! Daddy will take you to the Demon Domain for some fun!"

"Okay!"

"Daddy! Is there lots of good food in the Demon Domain?"

Lu Qing'an smiled. "There's plenty of good food. I happen to know an Old Devil who's an excellent cook. When Daddy gets back, I'll beat him into submission and make him cook for you every day. How does that sound?"

"Hee hee! Really? Then beat him up good, Daddy!"

Lu Miaomiao's eyes shone with longing for delicious food.

Lu Qing'an took a deep breath and stepped forward.

The next moment, he crossed the barrier and entered the Demon Domain.

The Immortal Ruins and the Demon Domain each imposed restrictions on those from the other side.

For instance, his strength came from the Demon Domain, so after he entered the Immortal Ruins, the forces of heaven and earth greatly weakened him.

Of course, he was so overwhelmingly powerful that no matter how much he was weakened, he remained invincible.

Now that he had returned to the Demon Domain, he felt as though he had come home.

It did feel a little different.

His Devil Cultivation Method and devil body were no longer restricted, and they absorbed the Demonic Qi here like mad.

"This environment is still so familiar."

The environments of the Demon Domain and the Immortal Ruins differed somewhat. For example, the trees here in the Demon Domain were darker and redder.

They gave the place a slightly oppressive feel.

I've been gone for a thousand years. I wonder if those old geezers or the younger generation have made any progress.

Lu Qing'an muttered to himself.

Then he looked at his two daughters, who were both on edge.

Seeing Lu Zixuan's eyes darting around as she scrutinized their surroundings with utmost vigilance, and feeling Lu Miaomiao tighten her grip on him, he smiled.

"Don't be afraid. Daddy will take you somewhere safer first."

Now that they were here, and his two daughters might live here from now on, he had to change their living and cultivation habits.

Especially his elder daughter's.

She had always practiced a Cultivation Method from the Immortal Ruins, but she could no longer cultivate it here.

Cultivation in the Immortal Ruins relied on Spiritual Qi, while here it relied on Demonic Qi.

He needed to find a Cultivation Method suited to his elder daughter's constitution.

He didn't have such a Cultivation Method himself, so he could only visit several major powers in the Demon Domain and see whose Cultivation Method suited his elder daughter's constitution.

"Dad, where are we going?" Lu Zixuan asked.

"Before Daddy left the Demon Domain, I hid lots of good things somewhere around here."

His weapons, all sorts of treasures, and his contracted beasts, among other things, were hidden there.

First, he refined some cultivation from his sea of consciousness to restore the half he had lost not long ago.

Only after returning to his full strength did he extend his Divine Sense, carefully scan the surroundings, and find his bearings.

When he left this place, he had conveniently found a spot nearby to hide those things.

"Let's go."

He took his two daughters and flew off in one direction like a shooting star.

Before long, he stopped above a canyon filled with churning lava.

Then, to his daughters' confusion, he plunged straight down.

A great amount of Demonic Qi gathered around the three of them.

After flying into the lava, they continued speeding deeper.

Lu Zixuan and Lu Miaomiao cried out repeatedly as they looked at the lava all around them.

In the blink of an eye, they had reached a thousand li underground.

There, a hollow space appeared, spanning an area as large as dozens of football fields.

A pool of lava still lay below.

"Daddy, what is this place?"

"You could call it my treasure vault. Didn't your younger sibling just get an unrivaled treasured saber? Daddy will give you the weapon I used to use," Lu Qing'an said.

With that, he glanced down and muttered under his breath.

"Where did Little Blackie run off to? I told him to guard this place, but he's nowhere to be seen."

The Little Blackie he spoke of was his contracted beast.

He was a black dragon.

Lu Qing'an extended his Divine Sense and soon located the equipment in the lava.

He recited a Mnemonic.

The next moment, an astonishing sight appeared.

The lava exploded, and a crimson ray burst through the air like a fell star from a blood-soaked hell!

It was a blood-crystal longsword!

Its entire body looked as though it had been forged from devil blood aged ten thousand years. Abyssal incantation patterns wound along its spine, and every tremor unleashed a soul-snatching shriek.

Wherever its edge passed, even the void was cut open, leaving cracks of nothingness.

Heaven and earth outside trembled, as though they feared the emergence of this fell weapon that had once drunk the blood of immortals and devils!

Close behind came a set of black heavy armor.

Dark red devil patterns like molten lava rippled across its surface, and fearsome bone spikes jutted from its joints.

As the pieces clanged together, Demonic Qi formed nine shadowy black dragons that coiled around the armor.

Two points of scarlet light flared beneath the helmet, as though an ancient devil god had awakened.

The entire lava lake seethed and surged at their emergence, and the underground space trembled beneath their overwhelming devilish might.

This set of equipment was the Blood Slaughter Battle Gear with which Lu Qing'an had once swept across the Demon Domain.

After a thousand years of silence, it once again kindled heaven-burning baleful flames for its destined master!

At the sight, Lu Zixuan couldn't help swallowing.

She had never seen equipment so terrifyingly powerful!

That treasured sword in particular was no longer at the tenth grade.

It felt to her as though it surpassed even the absolute peak of the tenth grade!

It had reached a level of weaponry she had never even heard of!

If her younger sibling's saber was an unrivaled weapon, then this sword was an unrivaled divine weapon!

As for the armor, its Demonic Qi seemed to swallow the heavens, as though it could withstand any attack!

After the treasured sword flew in front of Lu Qing'an, it began to tremble violently, as though it possessed intelligence.

It gave the impression of being utterly excited and delighted, humming incessantly.

The armor was the same.

Lu Qing'an smiled. "Old friends, it's been a long time."

He had had no choice.

If he had taken this equipment to the Immortal Ruins, he wouldn't have had to do anything; its powerful aura alone would have made it impossible to hide.

So he could only leave it here for safekeeping.

Lu Qing'an reached out, and the next moment, the treasured sword flashed with bloody light, turning into a streak that appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.

He savored the familiar feel of it and gave it a gentle swing, bringing that familiar sensation back.

"Zixuan, this unrivaled treasured sword is called the Nine Hells Immortal-Slaying Sword, but I prefer to call it by its original name, Grass Grieves on Sight. Today, Daddy is giving this sword to you."

"Grass Grieves on Sight, this is my precious daughter. Assist her well. Do you understand?"

The treasured sword seemed taken aback for a moment, then it recovered and trembled once.

It seemed to have agreed.

Whatever Lu Qing'an told it to do, it would do.

Lu Qing'an nodded in satisfaction and motioned for Lu Zixuan to take the sword.

Lu Zixuan, however, shook her head wildly, like a rattle drum.

"Dad! No! This sword is far too precious! I can't accept it! Besides, with my current cultivation and strength, I'm not worthy of it..."

She was stunned.

This sword's aura was far stronger than her younger sibling's unrivaled treasured saber, more than a hundred or even a thousand times stronger!

She had seen her mother's treasured sword, as well as Lin Qingxue's.

None of those weapons could compare to this treasured sword!

And now a sword like this was actually going to become her weapon?!

"You're my daughter, and my blood flows in your veins. That's enough. There's nothing in heaven and earth you're unworthy of, only things you don't like."