Chapter 554: Raise a Hand to Subdue, Capturing a Flood Dragon, and Shocking the Jiang Kingdom!

Immortal City of Da Mengze, City Lord’s Mansion.

“Let’s go, Meng’er.”

Lu Changsheng, dressed in a feathered robe, appeared dignified and steady as he smiled at Hong Lian, who wore a pale purple palace dress.

“Yes, my husband.”

Hong Lian smiled softly, her appearance and demeanor remarkably similar to Immortal Yunmeng.

Although many were already aware that the city’s leadership had changed, they were waiting for the upcoming battle to confirm it.

But Lu Changsheng never intended to hide the truth from other powers.

He was merely using the prestige and authority that Meng Wuhen and his wife had built over the last two centuries to stabilize the situation in the city.

This was to prevent rogue cultivators from fleeing upon hearing about the change, which could destabilize the city.

So as long as the ordinary cultivators weren’t affected, it didn’t matter if the high-ranking cultivators knew.

In a few years, once everything was completely stable, he and Hong Lian would reveal their true identities, and by then, it wouldn’t matter to the rogue cultivators that the city had changed hands.

After all, ordinary rogue cultivators only care about stability and a peaceful life, not about which flag flies above the city!

“It’s the City Lord!”

“The City Lord is going to battle!”

“Greetings, City Lord!”

As the two left the City Lord’s Mansion, a faint Golden Core formation aura spread out, and the guards immediately clasped their hands in salute.

The patrolling cultivators, law enforcement cultivators, and rogue cultivators in the city also clasped their hands in greeting as they saw them.

With everyone watching, Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian left the city and headed to the dueling ground.

“Immortal Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng have arrived!”

The two did not deliberately hide their cultivation strength.

Lu Changsheng even used the Nine-Treasure Jade Ruyi to push his power to the peak of the sixth level of Golden Core Formation, and his physical strength to the late third tier.

After all, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

When dealing with cautious cultivators like Qingluan Zhenren and Meng Wuhen, who knew if this Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was hiding his true strength?

If this person wasn’t just in the mid-stage of Golden Core but in the Late-Stage, and Lu couldn’t defeat him in one strike, it wouldn’t achieve the desired effect of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.

“So, this is the master of Immortal City of Da Mengze, Immortal Meng Wuhen, and Immortal Yunmeng!”

“Greetings, Immortal Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng!”

“Greetings, City Lord!”

“Greetings, Immortal Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng!”

The cultivators present looked at Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian, some nodding with smiles, some clasping their hands, and others discreetly observing them.

Even though many suspected these two weren’t genuine, no one dared to use magical sight or divine sense to investigate.

After all, using divine sense or investigation techniques without permission could be seen as a provocation.

“Greetings, Immortal Meng, and Yunmeng! It’s been a while.”

Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes stood atop the Flood Dragon, wearing a lake-blue robe, glancing at Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian with a voice brewing with latent energy.

Lu Changsheng’s powerful divine sense immediately identified this Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes as being at the sixth level of Golden Core, and the Flood Dragon under him was at the early stage of the third tier.

Though not bad for their peer group, a sixth-level Golden Core cultivator with a third-tier spirit pet was quite formidable.

“Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.”

Lu Changsheng nodded gracefully, exuding an aura as deep and steady as mountains and rivers.

Without wasting time, he said, “Since you’ve sent a challenge to us, there’s no need for small talk. Let’s begin.”

“Alright, then I won’t hold back!”

Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes’ face darkened, and the Golden Core energy he’d accumulated burst out, causing the water beneath to surge violently.

“Roar, roar, roar!”

Following that, a dragon’s roar echoed as a sea-blue dragon-headed wooden staff appeared, radiating brilliant light.

This was his innate magical treasure—the Sea Dragon Staff!

The staff, like a gigantic dragon tree, rose to the heavens, creating the illusion of a sea-blue dragon coiling in the sky.

For ordinary cultivators, just hearing the dragon’s roar would cause dizziness and leave their blood and energy churning.

Immediately, the dragon roared toward the heavens, the Sea Dragon howled down, and waves of energy rushed out, forming a tsunami that charged toward Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian.

“Is this the power of a Golden Core cultivator? How terrifying!”

“Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes practices water techniques. Fighting in Da Mengze gives him an advantage. Cultivators of the same level are no match for him!”

“Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes may be facing two opponents, but with his third-tier spirit pet, he doesn’t seem to be at a disadvantage.”

“No way, this level of battle isn’t something we can watch!”

Everyone watched the battlefield with grave expressions, their hearts filled with shock.

Some ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, overwhelmed by the tremendous spiritual pressure, found it hard to breathe and quickly retreated.

Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian exchanged a glance, then took a step forward.

“Boom!”

Lu Changsheng’s feathered robe flapped, and his body emitted a golden, indestructible glow. Behind him, a three-headed, six-armed Vajra King flickered as he broke through the waves and struck the Sea Dragon while aiming for the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.

“Roar!”

The third-tier Flood Dragon beneath the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes roared in response, baring its fangs as it pounced on Lu Changsheng.

“Get out of here!”

Lu Changsheng looked at the incoming Flood Dragon and kicked out strongly.

An immense force, like a vast ocean, sent the Flood Dragon flying and crashing into Da Mengze, causing massive waves to splash out.

“This!!!”

Everyone was stunned, frozen in shock.

What the hell!

Didn’t they know this was a third-tier Demon King!

Spirit Beasts are renowned for their physical strength!

And this Flood Dragon had a high-tier bloodline, making it one of the top-ranked Demon Beasts.

But now, it was sent flying by a single kick!

Even a mid-third-tier body cultivator wouldn’t be able to do that!

“Since when did the City Lord possess such a powerful body?”

Some cultivators from the Immortal City of Da Mengze were utterly baffled.

“How is this possible!?”

Even the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was in shock and horror, quickly forming hand seals to summon more power, activating his Sea Dragon Staff and another treasure.

But at that moment.

“Southern Bright Leaving Fire!”

Hong Lian, not far away, formed a hand seal, and a wave of Divine Sense, comparable to a Nascent Soul True Lord, erupted, causing the Golden Core cultivators to pale in fright.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes suddenly felt a scorching pain in his soul as if it were being burned by fire, almost causing him to faint.

“Whistle!”

Lu Changsheng appeared in front of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes and punched out.

A simple punch.

Cracked!

Shattered!

Broken!

The protective shroud of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was instantly shattered.

The punch landed on his dantian.

“Pugh!”

His body curled up like a shrimp, spitting blood, about to be flung away.

Lu Changsheng raised his hand, formed a giant hand with his spiritual energy, grabbed the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes, and then slapped his dantian.

Sealing light shone from his palm, surging into the Qi Sea Dantian of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes, suppressing and sealing his True Core power.

“Huff huff huff—”

The Golden Core power of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes rapidly dissipated like a receding tide.

The Sea Dragon in the sky lost its power support, let out a mournful cry, and reverted back into the dragon-headed wooden staff, landing in Hong Lian’s hand.

“This this this…”

“It’s… over?”

Every cultivator present was stunned, utterly bewildered!

What just happened?

Is this some kind of joke?

The battle is finished?

Everyone was dumbfounded, mouths agape.

Some even stood there in a daze, thinking they were dreaming, pinching themselves to make sure it was real.

It all felt too absurd, too theatrical.

Moments ago, the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was majestic, riding a third-tier Flood Dragon and wielding his Sea Dragon Staff. His might was so overwhelming that people dared not look him in the eye.

But in the next moment, his Flood Dragon was kicked away, and he himself was struck so hard that his protective shield shattered, and he lost his ability to fight.

“Ugh… ugh…”

The Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes awakened from Hong Lian’s Divine Sense technique, his face as pale as a ghost, his eyes empty, full of confusion and unable to speak.

“Alright, today’s challenge is over. The victor is decided. Thank you, fellow cultivators, for coming to witness. Let’s return to the city for some hot tea.”

Lu Changsheng, carrying the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes like a dead dog, smilingly addressed the other Golden Core cultivators, his demeanor poised and elegant.

After saying this, he noticed the blue Flood Dragon flying out from Da Mengze again, so he used the Five Elements Fusion Technique to cast Yin-Yang Grand Capture.

In an instant, a massive five-colored light appeared, suppressing the third-tier Flood Dragon down at once.

“Boom!”

The third-tier Flood Dragon was immediately pinned down, unable to move.

“Still not giving up?”

Lu Changsheng looked at the Flood Dragon before him and coldly said.

Though using the Yin-Yang Grand Capture reduced its power,

With his current power, suppressing an early-stage third-tier Demon Beast was easy.

He had used Yin-Yang Grand Capture before in front of the Tiger Roar Cultivator, so he didn’t want to use similar techniques again to avoid suspicion.

“Awooo!”

The third-tier Flood Dragon, feeling the killing intent in Lu Changsheng’s eyes, let out a mournful cry and gave up struggling.

The five-colored light continued to bind the Flood Dragon before returning to Lu Changsheng.

“This…”

Raising a hand to suppress both the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes and his spirit pet in one move was terrifying.

Many cultivators felt their throats dry up, their hearts pounding with fear.

“Immortal Meng, it was just a friendly duel today. Fellow Daoist, aren’t you taking it a bit too far?”

At this moment, a friend of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes mustered the courage to step forward and speak.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes’ challenge to Meng Wuhen and his wife had been their suggestion, so they couldn’t let him be captured without doing something.

But the brief exchange just now revealed to them that these two were not really Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng, so they were unsure of how to proceed.

After all, the strength Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian displayed was unfathomable, and even all of them combined couldn’t match it.

“Hehe, if one challenges the City Lord, losing naturally comes with a price. Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone start challenging the City Lord?”

Lu Changsheng chuckled lightly.

He had no intention of killing the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.

After all, killing him during a challenge would make him look too overbearing.

Given his foreign status, killing a Golden Core cultivator of the Jiang Kingdom could provoke hostility from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

So it’s better to remain amicable and follow the rules.

Besides, the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes had many friends.

If they saw him killed, they would undoubtedly become hostile toward the city and pose a potential threat.

So he decided to extort some compensation as a lesson.

“Quite reasonable, yes, quite reasonable.”

The Golden Core cultivator responded, knowing he couldn’t argue.

Shortly after, under the watchful eyes of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, Lu Changsheng handed the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes and the third-tier Flood Dragon to the law enforcement cultivators.

Then, along with the Golden Core and False Core cultivators present, they went into the Immortal City and set up a banquet at Yunmeng Restaurant.

“Looks like the rumors about the city changing hands were false.”

“The power displayed earlier didn’t seem like that of the City Lord.”

“There are only a handful of people in the Jiang Kingdom’s cultivation world capable of such strength. Two new Golden Core cultivators don’t just appear out of nowhere, right?”

“Maybe the City Lord’s power has improved once more!”

“Indeed, the City Lord hasn’t made a move in years, so breaking through to the late stage of Golden Core would be normal by now.”

The remaining cultivators began whispering, speculating about the identities of the two.

Some Golden Core cultivators could discern whether Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian were really Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng by their divine abilities.

But most of the Foundation Establishment cultivators had never seen Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng in action and couldn’t tell.

“It’s over?”

Lu Wangshu pouted, feeling bored now that the battle was over.

She had come with her brother Lu Lingxiao to watch the excitement, waiting so long, thinking she’d see a good show, but it was all over in just a flash.

However, from the lingering aura, she had gained a vague impression of a Golden Core cultivator’s power.

“I wonder how our father’s power compares to the City Lord of Da Mengze?”

“But Golden-Winged Roc’s aura seems much stronger than that of the third-tier Flood Dragon of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.”

Lu Wangshu thought to herself.

Then, she nudged her brother Lu Lingxiao, who was lost in thought, and said, “Xiao Ling, let’s go.”

Lu Lingxiao frowned slightly.

For some reason, the divine ability used by Immortal Yunmeng felt strangely familiar to him.

Yunmeng Restaurant.

Even though almost everyone at the gathering confirmed that Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian weren’t Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng, no one pointed it out, continuing to call them City Lord and fellow cultivators while they happily chatted.

The next day, the crowd of cultivators gradually dispersed.

“Immortal Meng, may I have a word with you in private?”

At this moment, Immortal Ancient Sword transmitted his voice to Lu Changsheng.

“Of course.”

Lu Changsheng smiled and nodded.

He had been expecting a visit from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Since Immortal Ancient Sword had come to Da Mengze to stand guard, he naturally represented the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Now that he wanted to meet in private, his intentions were obvious.

Lu Changsheng called Hong Lian and followed Immortal Ancient Sword to a side hall. After setting up a barrier, he said, “What would you like to discuss, Immortal Ancient Sword?”

“I won’t beat around the bush. I’m here representing the Heavenly Sword Sect to ask you three questions.”

Immortal Ancient Sword looked at the two of them and spoke plainly.

“Please ask.”

Lu Changsheng replied.

Both Meng Wuhen and Chu Qingyi had told him that when dealing with the Heavenly Sword Sect, he should be honest and show goodwill.

Now that they had approached him, he was naturally willing to be cooperative.

“Are the two of you demonic cultivators?”

Although Immortal Ancient Sword appeared old, his sharp eyes bore into them as he asked directly.

Even though he was only at the mid-stage of Golden Core Formation, no match for either Lu Changsheng or Hong Lian,

He represented the Heavenly Sword Sect and was unafraid of them.

“We’re not.”

Lu Changsheng raised an eyebrow and replied alongside Hong Lian.

“How did you acquire this city? Do you have any particular purpose here?”

Immortal Ancient Sword continued to ask.

“We came to Da Mengze to hunt demons and, by chance, made a deal with Immortal Meng and Immortal Yunmeng, acquiring the city through a transaction.”

“As for purpose, we found the city an ideal place for our cultivation. Nothing more.”

Lu Changsheng answered straightforwardly.

Immortal Ancient Sword listened, noting the response on a truth-telling bead in his sleeve, and smiled.

His purpose for coming to Immortal City of Da Mengze had been achieved.

As long as the two weren’t demonic cultivators or spies from another kingdom with agendas, it was fine.

“Thank you both for answering. Now, if either of you has any questions, feel free to ask me.”

Given the profound strength of Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian, the Heavenly Sword Sect had no desire to provoke them.

“Which faction does the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes belong to?”

Lu Changsheng immediately sought some intelligence.

“The Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes left the Jiang Kingdom after breaking through to Golden Core and traveled to many kingdoms. His challenge this time was likely a joint decision with friends to take advantage of the situation and seize control of the city.”

Immortal Ancient Sword pondered before responding.

“What is your sect’s view on the change in leadership in this city?”

Lu Changsheng nodded thoughtfully, curious about the Heavenly Sword Sect’s stance on letting rogue cultivators challenge for control of the city.

“Treasures and valuable lands should be occupied by the worthy.”

“Immortal City of Da Mengze is located in Da Mengze, guarding it is part of its duty. Therefore, whoever seeks to control the city must have sufficient strength.”

“As long as the one in control isn’t a demonic cultivator or a spy, our sect doesn’t mind who rules it, and we even prefer it to be a rogue cultivator. That way, it encourages the development of our Jiang Kingdom.”

Immortal Ancient Sword explained.

The Four Great Immortal Sects held an unshakable position,

But the title of the number one rogue cultivator, whether in Qingluan Immortal City or Immortal City of Da Mengze, offered hope to lower-realm cultivators, serving as an inspiration.

“The wheel of fortune spins. Perhaps I’ll be king tomorrow!”

Lu Changsheng now understood why the Heavenly Sword Sect left the cities of rogue cultivators undisturbed.

On one hand, they used these rogue cultivators to guard the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range and Da Mengze.

On the other, they provided hope to lower-realm cultivators.

Just like Qingluan Immortal City became a holy land for rogue cultivators.

It inspired countless rogue cultivators to pursue the same path, idolizing Qingluan Zhenren as their goal.

“Haha, I understand. My wife and I are merely borrowing this place for cultivation. Your sect need not worry.”

Lu Changsheng laughed warmly.

“Since you acquired the city from Immortal Meng and Immortal Yunmeng, you must be aware of the rules, no need for me to elaborate.”

Immortal Ancient Sword nodded.

While Immortal City of Da Mengze was remote, it contained many rare resources.

Those resources must be traded with the Four Great Immortal Sects first.

Additionally, should demonic cultivators or bandits cause trouble in Da Mengze, Immortal City of Da Mengze must take action. If the situation escalates, the Heavenly Sword Sect will hold them accountable.

There’s also the risk of a beast tide

though Da Mengze is more stable compared to the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, beast tides still occur.

As the city’s lord, one must take the lead in organizing cultivators to suppress these tides.

If the beast tide is too massive, they can request assistance from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

“My wife and I are aware of these responsibilities.”

Lu Changsheng agreed.

After a brief conversation, Immortal Ancient Sword bid farewell.

Perhaps knowing that Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian weren’t Jiang Kingdom natives, he didn’t bother to ask for their true names.

“The Heavenly Sword Sect is rather magnanimous.”

After Immortal Ancient Sword left, Hong Lian remarked.

Unlike many sects that try to hoard all resources,

The Heavenly Sword Sect was willing to share some benefits with rogue cultivators.

“Though the Heavenly Sword Sect has a Nascent Soul expert in charge, they can’t control such a vast territory on their own. It’s better to share some benefits and strengthen the kingdom.”

Lu Changsheng believed the Heavenly Sword Sect was on the right path.

By yielding benefits to the lower tiers, they could strengthen the kingdom, which would then expand outward, seizing more resources.

If they merely oppressed the rogue cultivators, building up only one sect, their vision would be too limited.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the city dungeon to check on the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.

“City Lord!”

“Greetings, City Lord!”

The guards in the dungeon immediately clasped their hands upon seeing Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian.

Regardless of whether they were Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng, their strength was undeniable.

“Hmm.”

Lu Changsheng nodded.

They arrived at the cell where the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was being held,

Lu Changsheng looked at the now powerless Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes and calmly said.

“You came here to challenge us, and now that you’ve lost, what are you willing to offer for your life?”

Lu Changsheng, in his feathered robe, appeared dignified and imposing, hands behind his back.

“What would it take for you, Immortal Meng, to let me go?”

Realizing that these two weren’t the original Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng, the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes cautiously asked.

“Your spirit pet is not bad. The City Lord happens to need a mount.”

After pondering for a moment, Lu Changsheng replied.

Currently, Hong Lian’s Golden-Winged Roc couldn’t be used publicly. As a city lord, he shouldn’t be without a mount.

Though the Flood Dragon wasn’t extraordinary to Lu Changsheng, it was decent.

And later, he could always turn it into a Black Water Flood Dragon Dao Weapon.

“That’s impossible!”

Upon hearing this, the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes’s face turned ashen.

While the Flood Dragon might seem mediocre to Lu Changsheng,

It had taken the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes countless time and effort to raise it to the third tier.

After finally achieving this, how could he possibly give it up?

If he lost it, his strength would greatly diminish!

“If that’s the case, then stay here. Let me know when you change your mind.”

Seeing his refusal, Lu Changsheng responded coldly.

If it weren’t for the Flood Dragon, he wouldn’t waste any more words on him.

He would simply empty the Storage Bag and Ring, then throw him out of the city.

A few days later.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes realized he had no bargaining chips as a prisoner and eventually decided to surrender his third-tier Flood Dragon.

However, unlike the obedient spirit beasts Lu Changsheng gained from the system, a third-tier Demon King, even if its master relinquished the soul contract, would take time to tame.

After acquiring the Flood Dragon, Lu Changsheng released the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes.

Of course, he didn’t return the Storage Bag, Storage Ring, and innate magical treasure.

But Lu Changsheng wasn’t entirely ruthless; he offered them back for a price.

The now-emptied Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes didn’t have the funds.

But as Immortal Ancient Sword mentioned, he had come to the city with some companions.

Under these circumstances, chipping in to help him redeem his magical treasures wasn’t too much to ask.

Soon after, the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes gathered enough Spirit Stones with the help of his friends to buy back his Sea Dragon Staff and two other commonly used treasures.

Having already taken his Flood Dragon and all his possessions, Lu Changsheng didn’t extort any further, agreeing to make the exchange at a fair price.

Once the news of the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes being released spread, both the Immortal City of Da Mengze and Master Ancient Sword from the Heavenly Sword Sect—to whom the news was reported—nodded in approval.

Although the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was a rogue and not a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was still a part of the Jiang Kingdom!

In future conquest wars and cultivation wars, these rogue cultivators would still be a key force.

Therefore, it wasn’t in the sect’s interest to see him killed.

Had Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian acted ruthlessly and killed him, the Heavenly Sword Sect would’ve reassessed their suitability to rule the city.

Upon getting the news, Immortal Ancient Sword left Immortal City of Da Mengze and returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect to report their findings.

Meanwhile, news about the events at Immortal City of Da Mengze and how the city lord easily subdued the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes spread like wildfire throughout the Jiang Kingdom’s cultivation world.

Countless people were shocked and at a loss for words.

After all, the news about the city’s change of power had been the talk of the town recently.

And then, just like that, the renowned Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes was defeated with a single move!

Many factions that had been itching to act, planning to wait until rogue cultivators like the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes had tested the waters to seize the city’s resources, immediately abandoned the idea.

After all, according to the reports from the Golden Core cultivators who were present and the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes himself, ‘Immortal Yunmeng’ possessed a divine sense far beyond that of a Golden Core cultivator, comparable to that of a Nascent Soul True Lord!

Whether the news is true or false, it is incredibly shocking, enough to terrify countless cultivators.

‘Zhenren Wuhen’ subdued the Master of the Ten Thousand Lakes with a single punch and kicked a third-tier flood dragon into the air. Many were wary, unable to discern his depth.

After all, ‘Zhenren Wuhen’ didn’t even use a Magical Treasure, relying only on his physical body and Spiritual Energy the entire time!

‘Even if the Immortal City has changed hands, these two new City Lords must be no less powerful than the couple Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng were previously.’

‘In these turbulent times, without strength, how could anyone dare to hold down the fort in Immortal City?’

‘I wonder what relationship these two have with the couple, Meng Wuhen and Immortal Yunmeng, and when our Jiang Kingdom produced such cultivators?’

‘Based on the situation that day, ‘Zhenren Wuhen’ practices Dual Cultivation of the Flesh and Spirit. His Body Tempering technique is of Buddhist origin, so he should not be from our Jiang Kingdom!’

This battle didn’t have much impact on lower-tier cultivators, most just heard it for amusement, but it spread widely among the higher-ups.

Many speculated about the situation in the Immortal City of Da Mengze and felt a growing sense of caution toward these two mysterious City Lords.

Azure Cloud Sect.

Previously, Chu Qingyi had heard that the new City Lords of the Immortal City of Da Mengze were a couple, but she hadn’t thought much of it.

Now, hearing about the strength of ‘Zhenren Wuhen,’ she couldn’t help but feel shocked and puzzled.

Where did Lu Changsheng find such a ‘wife’?

Could it be another one of his confidantes?

For some reason, Chu Qingyi felt a bitter feeling welling up inside her heart.

Bihu Mountain.

Lu Miaoyun was shocked after haring the news about the Immortal City of Da Mengze, and then an indescribable feeling surged through her heart.

She had been married to Lu Changsheng for seventy years.

Over these seventy years, she had watched Lu Changsheng grow bit by bit.

From being the son-in-law of Qingzhu Mountain to a Second-Tier Talisman Master, a great Foundation Establishment cultivator, and finally establishing the Lu Family on Bihu Mountain.

Unknowingly, her husband, once a poor farm boy at Qingzhu Mountain, had become the lord of an Immortal City, standing at the most prominent place in the Jiang Kingdom.

‘Husband.’

Lu Miaoyun, clad in her emeral-green robe, stood atop Biyun Peak, gazing in the direction of Da Mengze, with thoughts of her husband stirring within her.

In her younger years, she had been sensitive, lacking confidence, and prone to overthinking in front of Lu Changsheng.

But after so many years, as the matriarch of the Lu Family on Bihu Mountain, she was no longer that young girl who would let her imagination run wild.

Nine Heavens Immortal City.

‘Wang Lin, Li Muwan.’

A woman wearing a five-colored mask muttered these names to herself as she listened to the news, recalling the words and instructions of her parents.

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