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

Once confirmed by Tianyuan True Immortal, the gourd instantly transformed into a divine rainbow, shooting towards Qingzhu Mountain.

“This spiritual pressure, such aura! A Nascent Soul Immortal!?”

Inside Qingzhu Mountain, Lu Family Patriarch Lu Muping suddenly sensed a magical fluctuation, which frightened him into trembling and breaking a cold sweat, immediately activating the family’s great formation.

“Go ahead, I will come back to pick you up after some days,” said the gourd, hovering above Qingzhu Mountain, as Tianyuan True Immortal spoke to her two disciples.

“Master, won’t you come in for a cup of tea and rest for a while?”

Lu Qingzhu said softly.

“I have other duties,” replied the master.

Tianyuan True Immortal casually remarked.

Although she had brought the two of them here, she had no interest in their families and didn’t want to be entangled in their affairs.

Besides, if she were to enter, the entire family would have to be restricted, which would make her uncomfortable.

“Thank you for your hard work, Master.”

Lu Qingshan knew his master’s personality well – she didn’t like to be bothered.

He immediately bowed, slapped his storage bag, and a flying sword appeared.

Then he flew off towards Qingzhu Mountain with his sister, Lu Qingzhu.

“Hehe, I wonder what it will be like when Dad, Mom, Grandpa, and Qing Song see us coming back.”

Lu Qingshan grinned, eagerly anticipating the reunion.

Especially the expressions on Grandpa and his brother’s faces upon seeing him.

But the next moment, he remembered that he was considered a Little Sword Immortal now, and naturally needed to maintain a certain image at first sight.

Immediately, he coughed lightly, stood up straight, and gathered the casual smile on his face into a stern expression.

“Who goes there, what business do you have on Qingzhu Mountain?”

As Lu Muping arrived outside of Qingzhu Mountain and saw Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingzhu, he spoke respectfully.

It had to be said, Lu Qingshan’s demeanor was exceptionally striking.

With his sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, white teeth, his face stern and with sharp features.

Dressed in an opulent white-gold magical robe, standing on a flying sword, his whole body emitted a sharp and vigorous aura.

Lu Qingzhu, standing beside him, although not as extraordinary as Lu Qingshan, still clearly looked like a member of a prominent family.

Especially the slight Nascent Soul Magical Power aura that had just leaked, which made him sweat profusely, unsure of the purpose of such characters visiting his home.

“Lu Qingshan.”

Lu Qingshan said this.

Lu Qingzhu, looking at the familiar face of Lu Muping in front of her, carefully asked, “Are you Brother Muping?”

“You are… Qing Shan and Qing Zhu!?”

On hearing these words, Lu Muping was startled and immediately recognized who the two were.

He had thought they looked familiar, but he had completely dared not think in that direction.

Now, hearing Lu Qingshan’s and Lu Qingzhu’s words, he suddenly remembered an old family secret.

Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge’s children, who were taken as disciples by a Nascent Soul Immortal.

Who would have thought that these siblings would return today and in such an extraordinary fashion.

“Qing Shan, Qing Zhu, you’ve returned!”

Inside Qingzhu Mountain, an elder in a blue Confucian robe, his hair gray, saw Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingzhu outside and immediately his eyes reddened, his voice trembling as he shouted.

Lu Yuanding hadn’t expected that just recently he was still reminiscing about the two children, and now the siblings had returned.

He hurried out of the mountain gate, excitedly trembling as he looked at them, yet somewhat hesitant to approach.

The siblings had changed so much; his memory of them still lingered on their younger days.

“Grandpa!”

“Grandpa!”

The two of them called out excitedly upon seeing Lu Yuanding, who had obviously aged quite a bit.

Back in the day, Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge were busy, and Lu Yuanding had just retired, devoting all his attention to caring for the three siblings, feeling very close to them.

“Very good, very good.”

Lu Yuanding hugged the siblings, crying tears of joy, his red eyes filled with a relieved and joyous smile.

Originally, when the siblings were taken as disciples by the Nascent Soul Immortal and went to Jinyang Sect, even though he was happy as a grandparent, he secretly worried for a long time.

Now, seeing how they were, knowing they’d turned out far better than he had imagined, he was naturally overjoyed.

“Grandpa, you’ve gotten a lot older.”