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

Chapter 805: Chapter 295: Encounter in Immortal City, Demonic Body!_4

Compared to the Spiritual Vessel of Qingyun Sect, this Spiritual Vessel looked slightly smaller, but the number of its cannon turrets seemed greater.

“Feiyu, when we meet again, you can always write to me at Bi Lake Mountain if there’s anything!”

Lu Changsheng said to Li Feiyu.

“Okay, Changsheng. Miss, Second Miss, have a smooth journey,”

Li Feiyu nodded and bowed.

Subsequently, Lu Changsheng and the two others lined up to board the Spiritual Vessel of Jinyang Sect.
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This Spiritual Vessel of Jinyang Sect was much like that of Qingyun Sect, and the seating also roughly divided into three tiers.

Thanks to the token given by Tianyuan True Immortal, the three of them were arranged in a first-class luxurious cabin.

“Hu!”

Li Feiyu watched as Lu Changsheng boarded the Spiritual Vessel with a hint of being sentimentally attached.

On one hand, a gathering of friends was now again a parting for an unknown future meeting.

Furthermore, Lu Changsheng’s son and daughter had been taken in as disciples by Jinyang Sect, causing him to travel great distances from Bi Lake Mountain to Azure Phoenix Immortal City, then on to Jinyang Sect in Yue Country.

Yet, he himself had been away from home for over a decade, never once returning.

“I’ve rested enough on this trip; time to continue striving with effort.”

“Three years, whether I achieve Foundation Establishment or not, I should return for a visit.”

Li Feiyu muttered to himself, setting a time limit for himself.

He then turned and left.

He did not return to Azure Phoenix Immortal City but instead headed towards the direction of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.

“Feiyu, I hope you won’t need to use this talisman…”

Aboard the Spiritual Vessel, Lu Changsheng seemed to see Li Feiyu heading to the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range and muttered in his heart.

Through interactions over recent days, he could generally sense that his inevitable influence had affected Li Feiyu’s mentality.

This might cause Li Feiyu to be even more eager to break through to Foundation Establishment.

That was why he gave Li Feiyu a First-Order Top Grade Puppet today, indicating it was a sentiment of his heart.

But within the core of the Puppet, he had placed a Third Rank ‘Substitute Talisman’.

As long as Li Feiyu installed a Spirit Stone in the Puppet, he should be able to discover this talisman.

This way, in the face of danger in the future, it could save his life.

“Changsheng…”

Lu Miaoge noticed Lu Changsheng’s sentimentality due to the parting and showed a tender expression on her face, holding his hand silently to comfort him.

“I’m fine. It’s just that seeing Feiyu in this situation has made me a bit emotional,”

Lu Changsheng said with a smile and a gentle voice.

Not long after, the Spiritual Vessel embarked on its journey, flying toward Jinyang Sect.

“Half a year more, and I’ll be at Jinyang Sect, able to see Qingshan and Qingzhu…”

Lu Changsheng looked out the window, mind wandering to what his son, Lu Qingshan, and his daughter, Lu Qingzhu, would look like now at Jinyang Sect.

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Demonic Sect.

Inside a spacious hall that seemed to be constructed of obsidian stone.

The entire hall’s walls, the ground, and the ceiling were all smooth, without any decorative patterns or even windows or doors.

Just at this moment, a young man with a cold face and snow-white hair, dressed in a black robe adorned with dragon patterns, appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall.

“Kikodomu Prajna Samoye…”

The young man with white hair chanted indifferently.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

At that instant, on the hall’s walls, demonic creatures, ferocious and diverse in form, slowly emerged.

Though merely patterns, they seemed vibrantly alive, as if about to step out from the walls, imposing an indescribable terror on those who beheld them.

“Boom boom boom—”

The entire hall started to shrink as the demons appeared.

Endless crimson light surged within the hall as if accompanied by wailing sounds.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

Qu Changge, faced with such tumult, stood unmoving, his luxurious dragon-patterned black robe and a head of snow-white hair flailing in disarray.

The grand hall continued to shrink and compress, the blood light becoming ever more intense, pressing towards Qu Changge, making it seem as though he was shouldering a mountain, his body gradually bending.