Chapter 551: Marrying Red Lotus, Vajra Ming Wang Technique!

Half a month later.

In the Immortal City of Da Mengze.

Lu Changsheng settled his children in a residence within the inner city that was prepared in advance. He told them to get familiar with the surroundings before taking Lu Miaoge, Ling Zixiao, Bai LLng, and his daughter Lu Baixi back to the City Lord’s Manor.

“Senior Hong Lian.”

Although Hong Lian had disguised herself, the women immediately recognized her serene and ethereal presence.

“Miaoge, Zixiao, Ling’er.”

Hong Lian treated them without any airs, as if they were peers and close friends.

After a brief exchange, the women settled down in the Immortal City.

Originally, taking over the Immortal City involved a lot of work.

For instance, the Forbidden Grand Formation of the Immortal City—no matter what, it had to be repaired and fully controlled by their family.

However, the process required significant manpower and resources, so it had to be postponed for now.

Lu Changsheng handed over the management of the City Lord’s Manor and the Immortal City to Ling Zixiao.

He focused on training with Lu Miaoyun and Hong Lian.

Hong Lian, possessing a spirit embryo body, could advance rapidly as long as she had resources. She could even break through the Fourth-Tier without any bottleneck.

Now that they controlled the resources of Da Mengze, coupled with the gains from their previous hunt, she had enough resources for a long period of cultivation.

Lu Miaoge was in a similar siiuation.

Previously, the family’s resources were limited.

But during the Da Mengze demon hunt, Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian acquired many water-based celestial materials, such as the Fourth-Grade Water Spirit Pearl that Hong Lian obtained earlier.

These were highly beneficial for Lu Miaoge’s cultivation..

Additionally, with Lu Changsheng’s Taiyi Dao Seed, her path to Golden Core Formation was smooth and unobstructed!

Bai Ling, having awakened her bloodline, was advancing rapidly in her cultivation.

However, in recent years, she focused more on raising her daughter Lu Baixi, resulting in her still being in the Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment.

Lu Changsheng didn’t press her, letting her care for Lu Baixi while also learning management from Ling Zixiao.

In the City Lord’s Manor.

The Cave Dwelling, adorned elegantly and with noble splendor, was aglow with red candles and festive decorations, resembling a wedding hall.

Hong Lian wore a grand red robe embroidered with gold phoenixes. Her black hair was styled in a high cloud bun, adorned with a phoenix crown and beaded tassels cascading down her temples.

With her already unparalleled beauty, she now appeared like a celestial maiden, untouchably divine, leaving others in awe and speechless.

Anyone who saw her could only admire her beauty from afar, without any impure thoughts.

“Hong Lian, I’m sorry to have made you wait.”

Lu Changsheng had initially planned a grand ceremony at Bihu Mountain for their wedding.

However, due to the matters in Da Mengze, it had been delayed until now.

Now that they were settled in the Immortal City, it wasn’t convenient to hold a grand ceremony.

So, they decided to proceed directly with the wedding night and leave the grand ceremony for the future!

“In this world, Hong Lian only cares for you, my husband. We’re getting married, so why concern ourselves with others?”

Hong Lian spoke softly. Her face, half-hidden by the tassels, had a light touch of makeup, her cheeks slightly flushed like a shy young girl, adding a hint of joy to her ethereal elegance.

“Haha, I guess I’ve been too caught up in worldly matters.”

Lu Changsheng laughed freely and held her hand.

“Under the Way of Heaven, today I, Lu Changsheng, vow to take Hong Lian as my wife. From this day onwards, we shall walk the path of immortality together, hand in hand, never to be separated, in this life or the next.”

“Under the Way of Heaven, I, Hong Lian, vow to take Lu Changsheng as my husband. From this day onwards, we shall walk the path of immortality together, hand in hand, never to be separated, in this life or the next.”

The marriage ritual for cultivators was similar to that of ordinary people, except the first bow was not to Heaven and Earth, but to the Dao—the Great Way!

They thanked the Dao for its blessings, allowing them to embark on the path of immortality.

These words also served as a contract, a vow to the Dao!

Since neither of them had elders to bow to, they directly performed the couple’s bow to each other.

As they bowed to each other, Lu Changsheng felt a mysterious, intangible force.

He had sensed a similar force from the Peach Blossom Gu and the Xuantian Spirit Vine.

It was luck!

Luck was upon him!

The Spirit Embryo was born from the union of Heaven and Earth. Each one could be considered a favored child of Heaven and Earth.

Hong Lian, having reshaped her body through the Spirit Embryo, not only gained its foundation but also its luck, being blessed by Heaven and Earth.

Earlier, when they hunted the demon kings in Da Mengze, they had a smooth journey and abundant gains, perhaps related to their combined luck.

Now that they had become husband and wife, this mysterious luck was also shared with Lu Changsheng.

“Husband.”

“My dear wife.”

They stood up and gazed at each other.

Under the candlelight, they drank the wedding wine together.

Then, the intricate and luxurious phoenix robe on Hong Lian lightly fell to the ground, like a drifting cloud.

At this moment, any beauty in the world paled in comparison.

Her slender and well-proportioned body was perfect, neither too thin nor too full.

Her skin was fair and smooth, like jade, glowing under the candlelight.

Her long neck, graceful waistline, and perfectly shaped legs were flawless, as if crafted by the heavens.

However, the most enchanting thing was the aura of calmness and elegance that had formed over the years. She was both noble and unattainable, yet like a ripe, luscious peach.

Even Lu Changsheng, who had seen countless beauties, couldn’t help but marvel and lose himself in admiration when facing Hong Lian at this moment.

Lu Changsheng didn’t hold back his desire.

At this moment, only through the most primal of desires could he express his deep love!

Pulling apart the clouds with waves surging, they became one.

“Boom!”

Aside from the intense pleasure, an immense and pure Spirit Embryo Dao Rhythm flowed into Lu Changsheng’s body.

It was the primordial Dao Rhythm of the Peachwood Spirit Embryo, and also Hong Lian’s Yin essence!

It was this spiritual rhythm that allowed Hong Lian to break through to Nascent Soul without any bottleneck.

Now that Lu Changsheng had broken through her barrier, the rhythm united between them.

Fortunately, Lu Changsheng’s Love-binding Technique and Sun and Moon Reincarnation Sutra had already become second nature, operating automatically.

Otherwise, faced with such wondrous pleasure, he would have been lost in it, unable to focus on circulating his techniques.

Time passed.

The bridal chamber, filled with festive atmosphere, was reduced to a mess.

Scattered phoenix robes, disheveled jewelry, and wrinkled white silk stockings.

A shattered bed, overturned tables and chairs, and a tea table. The red wedding candles had burned out.

The candles’ tears slowly dripped down, forming a winding trail.

Beneath the canopy, a graceful body emitting a hazy glow lay limp and weak, as if it had walked through the clouds of the Ninth Heaven. Her long black hair, like a waterfall, spread out across the bed, contrasting with her fair, jade-like skin.

Her cheeks, as delicate as a blooming flower, were flushed. Her beautiful eyes, barely open, shimmered with a seductive light. Her tender lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrance, with lingering sounds.

Beside her, Lu Changsheng was still immersed in the pleasure of cultivation. His spiritual energy, a mixture of yin and yang, surged in his body.

His strong and powerful body exuded a hot, fierce dragon-like aura, mixed with a sacred and pure energy that radiated a soothing fragrance.

Who knows how long it took before they both woke from their blissful cultivation.

“Hong Lian.”

Lu Changsheng gazed at the peerless beauty before him, inhaling the faint peach fragrance. He couldn’t help but feel his blood stir again. He quickly suppressed his desires, feeling somewhat guilty as he cradled her.

During the cultivation process, the flood of Spirit Embryo Dao Rhythm had intoxicated both his body and soul, making him forget himself and neglect her.

The cultivation lasted seven days and nights, halting only when he broke through to the next realm.

Even though Hong Lian had a Spirit Embryo body and was a Golden Core cultivator, she was completely exhausted, weak and powerless.

Still, the unbridled indulgence left Lu Changsheng with an unprecedented sense of luxurious satisfaction.

Especially during the pleasure, the Peachwood Spirit Rhythm continuously nourished his blood, muscles, and Qi Sea Dantian.

“Husband…”

After a while, the woman on the bed weakly murmured in response.

Even though Lu Changsheng had broken through her Spirit Embryo body.

His energy had also seeped into her body during the process.

Both their bodies being top-tier, this dual cultivation was beneficial to both, leading to rapid progress.

On the eighth day, the curtains swayed as Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian emerged from the bedchamber.

“Congratulations, Senior Hong Lian.”

“We should now call her Sister Hong Lian.”

Lu Miaoge and Ling Zixiao haddknown about Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian’s relationship for some time.

They had even realized it when the two went to Da Mengze together.

Now, seeing the two have consummated their bond, they offered their congratulations.

“Miaoge, Zixiao, Ling’er.”

Hong Lian had long awaited this day. So, she always treated herself as equal to the other women.

Just as in the recent Da Mengze demon hunt, many of the spoils were given to Lu Miaoge, Ling Zixiao, and XXao Xiyue as a gesture of goodwill, showing no superiority.

It wasn’t that she had no pride.

But Hong Lian had figured out Lu Changsheng’s nature, knowing he preferred gentle and understanding women. So, she humbled herself.

With her genuine effort, she was confident that with Lu Changsheng’s character, her future would only be filled with rewards, not neglect.

If she acted petty, arrogant, or jealous, it would only bring his disdain.

“Husband, I’m planning to send Lingxiao and Wangshu to Dragonfish Island.”

After some conversation, Ling Zixiao spoke to Lu Changsheng.

In Da Mengze, there were many islands, but most were claimed.

Letting the children find and manage a small island on their own would be meaningless.

Recently, there was an uprising on a Second-Tier island, with marauding cultivators. So, Ling Zixiao planned to settle the children there.

“Handle it as you see fit, Zixiao.”

Lu Changsheng responded with a smile.

In this matter, he trusted Ling Zixiao entirely.

After talking for a while, Lu Changsheng helped his wives with their cultivation.

Dual cultivation with Lu Miaoge, Ling Zixiao, and BBi Ling had little effect on him.

It was primarily to aid them in their cultivation.

But when he turned to dual cultivation with Hong Lian, the effect was drastically different.

He estimated that with regular meditation and dual cultivation with Hong Lian, in about five to six years, he could elevate from the Fifth Layer to the Sixth Layer of Golden Core Formation!

“Without even realizing it, my talent has reached this point.”

Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but reflect.

As his talent gradually increased, he found himself spending less time in focused cultivation.

Most of his time was now devoted to his wives, children, and family.

As a result, he never really calculated how long it had been since his last cultivation breakthrough.

However, now that he was in Da Mengze, he planned to dedicate more time to his training.

In the blink of an eye, four months passed.

During this time, Lu Changsheng, Hong Lian, Lu Miaoyun, and Bai Ling had ben cultivating in the City Lord’s Manor.

According to Ling Zixiao, there were already rumors outside about the change of ownership of the Immortal City.

But Lu Changsheng had no intention of coming forward to refute them.

The change of ownership in the Immortal City was likely only known to a few forces, primarily the Four Great Immortal Sects. This was clearly a test.

Knowing the personality of Meng Wuhen and his wife, they would ignore such matters with disdain.

If he stepped out now to deny it, it would only put him at a disadvantage.

However, the Heavenly Sword Sect had remained silent.

But Lu Changsheng wasn’t about to humiliate himself or Hong Lian by proactively visiting the Heavenly Sword Sect to explain their identity. He chose to sit back and observe.

Considering that Meng Xiaochan’s child was about to be born, Lu Changsheng planned to return to Bihu Mountain.

Now that he had integrated the second Michen Banner into the spiritual veins beneath the City Lord’s Manor, he could teleport back at any moment if something happened.

With the Golden-Winged Roc, Lu Changsheng decided not to teleport directly back to Bihu Mountain.

After all, spending 100,000 Spirit Stones on a single teleportation was still a bit heart-wrenching.

High above in the Nine Heavens Gale.

Lu Changsheng rode on the Golden-Winged Roc when suddenly a system notification sounded.

【Congratulations to the host! Your first offspring has become a Second-Tier Formation Master. You have gained a lottery chance!】

Lu Changsheng guessed it was his son, Lu Lingxiao, who had mastered the Second-Tier Formation Techniques.

For the past few years, Ling Zixiao had been guiding him in Formation Techniques and Dragon-Seeking.

Both skills were at the peak of the First-Tier, but he lacked practical experience.

This time, the island lord task had given Lu Lingxiao the opportunity to practice.

“System, draw the lottery.”

Lu Changsheng silently commanded.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Vajra Ming Wang Technique!】

【The reward has been deposited in the system space. The host can check it anytime.】

“Hmm, a Buddhist technique?”

Lu Changsheng opened the manual and glanced at it, raising an eyebrow.

There were no Buddhist cultivators in the Jiang Kingdom. He had only read about them in ancient texts.

“With this Vajra Ming Wang Technique, if I gather the demonic origin, demon blood, and Buddha relics, wouldn’t I be able to cultivate the True Saint Method of Brahma Demon?”

Lu Changsheng thought about the True Immortal-level technique he had set aside.

The power of the True Saint Method of Brahma Demon was undeniable but had extremely stringent cultivation requirements.

It required dual cultivation of both Buddhist and Demonic paths, and the body’s cleansing by three sources to even begin.

With the Yin-Yang Creation Sutra, he could convert his spiritual energy into the Twelve Heavenly Demons Technique and the Vajra Ming Wang Technique through the Dominance of All Laws, bypassing the need for dual cultivation of the Buddhist and Demonic paths.

But concerning the three sources, he only had the demon blood.

“The demonic origin isn’t difficult, but the Buddha relics… There are no traces of Buddhist cultivators in the entire Jiang Kingdom, perhaps not even in the Jin and Yue Kingdoms.”

The demonic origin was equivalent to a demonic cultivator’s Golden Core, which wasn’t hard for Lu Changsheng to obtain.

He could just ask Nangong Mili in the Jin Kingdom where to find a Golden Core demonic cultivator and hunt one down.

But Buddha relics, which were like the Golden Core of Buddhist cultivators, had no clear way to acquire.

“Forget it, I’ll worry about it later.”

Although the True Saint Method of Brahma Demon was excellent, it could replace the Hundred Refined Body Technique and massively enhance combat power, Lu Changsheng wasn’t in a rush. He would let it happen naturally.

Ten days later.

Lu Changsheng returned to Bihu Mountain.

His departure with Lu Miaoge, Ling Zixiao, and oohers had not caused much disturbance. Most were unaware of it.

He had also given the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet to Lu Miaoyun.

Every now and then, Lu Miaoyun would use the puppe to disguise as Lu Changsheng, Lu Miaoge, or Ling Zixiao, crrating the illusion that they were still at home.

After diligently cultivating in Da Mengze, Lu Changsheng naturally relaxed and spent time with his wives at home.

However, Meng Xiaochan, even after ten months of pregnancy, showed no signs of giving birth.

This was normal. Golden Core cultivators, with their five-hundred-year lifespan, had transcended the mortal stage and had a different essence of life.

It could be said that Foundation Establishment cultivators, compared to mortals and Qi Refining cultivators, were not even the same species.

In the blink of an eye, another three months passed.

Lu Changsheng spent time with all his wives and children, and even visited the Azure Cloud Sect and Misty Rain Market.

But still, Meng Xiaochan showed no signs of giving birth.

Lu Changsheng considered and decided to take Meng Xiaochan to Da Mengze.

The situation in the Immortal City was stable enough, and it wouldn’t be a problem for her to nurture the pregnancy there.

Besides, staying at Bihu Mountain gave him a slight sense of unease.

So, Lu Changsheng took Meng Xiaochan, Qu Zhenzhen, and the always-sleeping-in-an-ice-coffin Bing’er to the Immortal City of Da Mengze.

However, two months later, Lu Miaoyun activated a signal alisman.

Using the Michen Banner, Lu Changsheng returned home, only to learn that his wife Lu Lanshu had passed away.

Over these many years, quite a few concubines of the Lu Family in Ruyi County had passed away.

Lu Lanshu, being his first wife, had consumed many celestial treasures in her early years and was still eating Spirit Rice and fruits, allowing her to live exceptionally long.

In a world where mortals considered themselves long-lived if they reached seventy or eighty, she was now ninety-three, which was already a long life.

“Sigh.”

Lu Changsheng still remembered the scene when Uncle Fu welcomed him to Qingzhu Mountain and hosted a feast, resulting in his marriage to Lu Lanshu, Lu Zi’er, and Lu Qing’er.

In a blink, seventy-three years had passed.

As a Golden Core cultivator, with a lifespan of seven hundred years, he was still in his prime.

But his early wives and concubines were gradually aging and dying.

Even some of the children he sent to Ruyi County early on had unexpectedly passed away.

Not only in Ruyi County but in another few decades, even the children in Bihu Mountain who hadn’t broken through to Foundation Establishment would reach the end of their lives.

The Dao is merciless. This is the cruel reality that long-lived cultivators must face!

Lu Changsheng didn’t dwell on his sorrow and prepared to take his son Lu Ping’an to Ruyi County.

Over the years, he hadn’t gone to Ruyi County, partly due to the implicit gap between cultivators and mortals, and also because his wives didn’t want him to see their aging faces.

In the early years, with beauty pills and age-defying spirit pills, they could maintain their youthful looks.

But as they aged and their lives dwindled, youth could no longer be retained.

In Ruyi County, at the Lu mansion.

As the wife of Lu Changsheng and mother of Lu Ping’an, Lu Lanshu was now the matriarch of the Lu Family, holding a very high status.

Now, having passed away peacefully, the family was in deep mourning, with white silk draped everywhere.

“Father, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather…”

When Lu Changsheng appeared in the ancestral hall, the Lu Family disciples immediately greeted him respectfully.

Lu Ping’an had already been here.

He had sensed that his mother’s end was near, and had accompanied her through her final moments.

“Hmm.”

Lu Changsheng saw Lu Ping’an and his other elderly offspring, all looking at him with reverence, and he sighed inwardly.

“In this life, I was fortunate to marry you. I hope you take good care of Ping’an.”

Before her death, Lu Lanshu left Lu Changsheng a letter, but it contained only this brief message.

Even though Lu Ping’an was famous, she couldn’t help but worry about him, thinking her son was too soft-hearted.

After Lu Lanshu was buried, Lu Changsheng told his son Lu Ping’an that if he wanted to venture outside, he could do so freely without worrying about home.

While his parents were alive, he didn’t travel far.

These past years, Lu Ping’an had stayed close because his mother’s end was near.

“Father, I’ll observe mourning for my mother for a year, then consider going out.”

Lu Ping’an replied quietly.

“Hmm.”

Lu Changsheng nodded.

His son’s mastery of the Hundred Refined Body Technique was already at the peak of the Eighth Layer.

He had given him the formula for the potion baths and the bones and essence blood of a Third-Tier demon king. With slow accumulation, he could break through to the Third Tier of Body Tempering in three to five years.

“Brother Hong.”

Lu Changsheng saw his old friend, Hong Yi.

Hong Yi was almost ninety and looked weary and old.

Although a cultivator could live over a hundred, reaching the peak of Qi Refining could extend life to one hundred and twenty years.

But Hong Yi was only at the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining. He had experienced many battles in his youth and had internal injuries, making it unlikely he would live to be a centenarian.

Still, for most cultivators, reaching this age and enjoying retirement was already good.

“Brother Lu.”

Hong Yi looked at the forty-something Lu Changsheng in front of him and was surprised. Then he greeted him with respect and admiration.

After so many years apart, a gap had formed between them.

However, as they chatted and reminisced about their youth, they gradually became more at ease.

“Hong Xuanji was unfortunate.”

Lu Changsheng knew that Hong Yi’s greatest wish was for his son, Hong Xuanji, to break through to Foundation Establishment and establish a family of cultivators.

Back then, when Bihu Mountain didn’t have an unlimited supply of Foundation Establishment Pills, Hong Xuanji failed to break through, and Lu Changsheng didn’t intervene.

“It was fate. Xuanji’s failure to establish a foundation cannot be blamed on anyone.”

Hong Yi sighed, though his slightly dim eyes still held regret.

When Hong Xuanji tried to break through to Foundation Establishment, the purchase of Foundation Establishment materials drained all the resources the Marquis of Ruyi Manor had accumulated over decades.

During their conversation, Hong Yi mentioned that a talented child with a Sixth-Tier Spirit Root had recently emerged from the Li family.

“If the Hong and Li families have outstanding talents, they can send them to Bihu Mountain.”

Lu Changsheng said quietly.

With Li Feiyu’s fate unknown and Hong Yi growing old, Lu Changsheng was willing to take care of their descendants out of past friendship.

“Thank you, Brother Lu!”

Hong Yi’s wrinkled face was filled with joy and gratitude.

The Lu Family in Bihu Mountain was now one of the top forces in the Qingyun Region!

Under their care, sending a disciple to Bihu Mountain was even better than sending them to the Azure Cloud Sect.

After all, with average talent, one could only become an outer disciple in the Azure Cloud Sect, leaving the climb to Foundation Establishment very uncertain.

At Bihu Mountain, with a bit of luck and merit, one might have a chance of reaching Foundation Establishment!

After leaving Ruyi County, knowing that Lu Ping’an would be busy in the coming days, and with Lu Wangshu, Lu Baixi, Ling Zixiao, and others all in the Immortal City, Lu Changsheng decided to take his daughter Lu Linghe to Da Mengze.

In the Liang Kingdom,

At a market controlled by the Shura Sect.

“Jiang Kingdom, Qingluan Zhenren!?”

An authoritative middle-aged man with a slightly weary yet imposing look was shocked by some news he received.

“I can’t believe the City Lord has broken through to Nascent Soul and returned to Jiang Kingdom.”

The man’s eyes were filled with complex emotions.

This middle-aged man was Li Feiyu.

Waking up and fearing retribution from the Bai Feng Immortal, he fled Jiang Kingdom and reached Liang Kingdom.

However, he heard that the Bai Feng Immortal had strong ties to the Yue Kingdom’s Immortal Sect, so he found Liang Kingdom wasn’t safe either.

Then, he remembered encountering a Golden Core cultivator’s corpse in the Wujing Ore Field with Lu Changsheng.

The corpse had claimed to be from the Shura Sect in Liang Kingdom and had perished due to a failed mission.

With his mediocre Spirit Root, Li Feiyu realized that without a fortuitous encounter, he might at best reach the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He thus chose to sneak into Liang Kingdom and join the Shura Sect.

Thanks to his background in the Earth Fiend Heaven-Supporting Art and his connection with Jing Jueming, he successfully joined the Shura Sect as an exoteric officer.

But to his surprise, after all these years, he suddenly heard that Immortal Qingluan had broken through to Nascent Soul.

“If only I hadn’t joined the Shura Sect…”

He once held the position of commander in Qingluan Immortal City and had even been persecuted by the Bai Feng Immortal. If he were to return to Immortal City now, he would surely be greatly valued.

But unfortunately, he had joined a demonic sect.

If he returned to Qingluan Immortal City, he might be suspected as a spy and branded a demonic cultivator.

“I wonder how Changsheng and his family are doing.”

At that moment, he thought of Lu Changsheng and his wife and daughters.

Over these years, he had been most worried about the Bai Feng Immortal’s actions affecting Lu Changsheng and his family.

But having come to the Yue and Liang Kingdoms, he lost all access to news from the Jiang Kingdom.

“With Qingshan around, perhaps Bihu Mountain is doing well after all…”

Two years ago, he heard a rumor.

The top prodigies from the Four Great Demonic Sects of Liang Kingdom went to challenge the Jin Kingdom and were defeated by a true disciple of the Golden Sun Sect, Lu Qingshan.

Although he wasn’t sure if it was just a common name,

After investigating, he confirmed that Lu Qingshan was most likely the son of his old friend, Lu Changsheng.

Even though he had never met this nephew, he was still happy for his old friend.