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

Chapter 1251: Chapter 433: Self-Destructing Magical Treasures, A 3000 Li Chase!_3

“What kind of trick is this!?”

He had no time to think, hurriedly activating his cultivation technique to alleviate the dizziness and disorientation before continuing his escape.

“Riiip!”

Just then, Lu Ping’an, his silver, tattered armor gleaming with golden light, shot toward them like a cannonball.

“Boom!”

Already frail, Patriarch Sima staggered from the impact, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Second Uncle, leave now!”

Weakened and covered in wounds, Sima Tai clenched his teeth, enduring his injuries as he stepped in front of Lu Ping’an.

He could tell that his family’s patriarch was at his limit.

Under these circumstances, escaping together seemed impossible.

If the patriarch were to be captured by Bi Lake Mountain, or die at the hands of the Lu Family, it would be a devastating blow to the family.

Thus, for the sake of the family, he decided to sacrifice himself to buy time for the patriarch.

“Fine.”

The patriarch knew hesitation was not an option at this moment. He slapped his spiritual pet bag, summoning the Black Scaled Eagle, then fell to his knees on its back to escape.

But just then.

“Swish!”

Nearby, Lu Lingxiao’s talisman treasure emanated a powerful wave of mana, revealing a jade-green dagger.

“Slash!”

The jade-green dagger shot out like an invisible ribbon, tearing through the void and slicing into the wing of Patriarch Sima’s Black Scaled Eagle, splattering blood across the sky.

The Black Scaled Eagle let out a mournful cry and nearly plummeted from the air. Its wings flapped frantically to continue flying, but its speed was noticeably slower.

“Damn it!”

Patriarch Sima turned back abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, brimming with killing intent as he glared at Ling Zixiao.

He hadn’t expected the opponent to possess such a variety of techniques beyond formations, talisman formations, and Third Rank Talismans.

Not only had she harmed his divine sense, but she also wielded such top-level talisman treasures!

“Too bad my lord’s Thousand Faces Puppet Fox cannot directly engage, or there wouldn’t have been so much trouble…”

Ling Zixiao’s beautiful eyes remained calm and indifferent as she gazed at Patriarch Sima.

Currently, the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox was inside the carriage and could only attack through divine consciousness secret techniques.

Moreover, it had to pose as an exotic treasure technique, which greatly reduced its power.

If it could directly engage, Patriarch Sima could easily be trapped in the illusion realm.

“Kill!”

Lu Ping’an charged at Sima Tai, who obstructed his path.

Though fatigued and his mana unstable, Sima Tai’s condition was far worse.

With a punch, the bronze bell wielded by Sima Tai trembled violently. His already pallid complexion turned deathly white, blood flowing from his seven orifices.

Yet, he still commanded the bronze bell to block Lu Ping’an, simultaneously utilizing a secret technique to suppress his own injuries and buy time for his family patriarch.

“Whoosh—”

Lu Lingxiao, holding the jade-green dagger talisman treasure, soared into the sky and charged at Sima Tai, shouting, “Big Brother, leave this to us! Go after that old Sima thief!”

Lu Ruyi and Zhou Datong joined in, surrounding Sima Tai.

“Understood!”

Lu Ping’an glanced in the direction of Patriarch Sima and shot off like a beam of golden light, tearing through layers of air with a deafening speed.

“Ping’an, make a bigger commotion. Try to ensure more people see it,” Ling Zixiao transmitted her voice to Lu Ping’an as a reminder.

After a brief pause for thought, she transmitted her voice to the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox as well and said, “Thousand Faces, be cautious. Follow Ping’an closely and observe.”

With that, the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox silently followed behind Lu Ping’an.

“Damn it!”

Patriarch Sima, slumped on the Black Scaled Eagle’s back, saw Lu Ping’an pursuing him and his expression turned grim.

His palms surged with mana, channeling it into the Black Scaled Eagle, forcing the spiritual bird to accelerate forward.

Seeing this, Lu Ping’an retrieved a Divine Wind Talisman from his storage bag.

His resplendent golden body was instantly enveloped in a vortex of azure wind, and with a roaring airflow, he flashed across the sky as if streaking lightning, stirring up a massive whirlwind behind him as he sped toward Patriarch Sima.

“This… this… this…”

The surrounding cultivators of various factions were alarmed by the scene before them.