Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1802: 460: Lu Ping’an Slays the Wolf King!

Desert Scorpion City.

Nestled within the Endless Wilderness, this oasis city serves as a bustling hub for many cultivators, even if it cannot rival the grandeur of Black Desert Immortal City. Its population has surged in recent years, as the flames of the Liangyue War and the chaos within Wu Country forced a great number of practitioners to seek refuge in this desert sanctuary.

Lately, however, the peace of Desert Scorpion City has been shattered.

The unrest traces back several months to an auction, where a Young Master of Desert Scorpion City clashed with a loose Foundation Establishment cultivator. Following the event, the Young Master led a group to ambush the man, only to be slain instead.

The shockwaves only intensified when the family’s ancestor, a False Core Immortal, pursued the loose cultivator for vengeance but met the same lethal fate. This news spread like wildfire, igniting a massive scandal.

After all, the feat of a Foundation Establishment cultivator slaying a False Core Immortal is a world-shaking event. Rumors began to circulate that the loose cultivator had relied entirely on the overwhelming power of a secret treasure to achieve the kill.

This revelation did more than just stir the local cultivators; it quickly reached other oasis cities and even the ears of those in Black Desert Immortal City.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles away from Desert Scorpion City.

"Roar!"

A massive, nimble wolf let out a thunderous cry, its frame appearing as though it were carved from black iron and molten flames. It kicked up a scorching sandstorm, and the intense heat incinerated the various sand insects hiding beneath the dunes, turning them into drifting soot.

Suddenly, the beast's blood-red eyes narrowed as if sensing prey. It lunged toward a specific dune, its powerful claws tearing into the shifting sands.

"Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh—"

A dark red blaze erupted from the giant wolf, looking like flowing lava. The heat was so extreme that the yellow sand beneath its paws began to liquefy and boil, spreading outward in waves.

"Shoo!"

A moment later, a figure wrapped in spiritual light burst from the depths of the sand, turning into a streak of light as he attempted to flee into the sky.

"Hmph, you believe a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator can escape me?"

Standing near the waves of red flame was a tall, imposing man wearing a black robe and cape. His expression was sinister. As he watched the figure emerge, he snorted and struck out with his palm.

Violent mana surged forth, coalescing into a crimson, savage wolf head that lunged to tear the fleeing figure apart.

"Puff!"

The protective spiritual barrier of the figure shattered instantly under the impact. His body scorched and his magical robe tattered, he let out a cry of agony. However, he quickly pulled a small purple sword into his arms. The sword light split into eight distinct beams, slicing through the spectral wolf head and buying him a moment of freedom.

"An exotic treasure? Let us see what else you are hiding!"

The Wolf King’s face darkened when he saw his technique countered by the treasure. Memories of past failures flickered in his mind, and he summoned a crimson long banner into his grip.

For a Nascent Soul Immortal to use a magical treasure against someone at the Foundation Establishment stage was a shameful display. Yet, having suffered from underestimating opponents in his youth and losing great opportunities because of it, he now approached every battle with absolute seriousness.

This was especially true given that the youth before him possessed three or four exotic treasures, appearing much like a Child of Destiny!

"Howl!"

The Red Flame Sand Wolf barked at the figure, creating a wall of fire with its soundwaves to block any path of retreat. Simultaneously, the Wolf King shook his banner. Thick, billowing smoke rose into the air, making the desert heat feel as though oil had been tossed onto a furnace.

The smoke choked the sky and earth, manifesting into a pack of wolves that swarmed the figure.

"Damn it!"

The cultivator’s face turned ashen, his expression one of pure desperation. Despite his fortunate encounters, he was still only at the Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment.

Surviving this long by using Third Rank Talismans, Talisman Treasures, and secret techniques had already pushed him to his absolute limit. Now, with his mana drained and his body broken, there was nowhere left to run.

His features contorted with a refusal to submit. He poured his remaining strength into the exotic treasure, causing a brilliant purple-gold light to flare up. But the power of the treasure was capped, and it could not bridge the gap to a Nascent Soul Immortal. Under the relentless assault of the smoke-wolves, he coughed up blood and was dragged before the Wolf King like a broken dog.

"Your luck is impressive. Had I been an early-stage Core Formation cultivator, you might have actually gotten away," the Wolf King sneered, his eyes filled with cruelty as he gripped the man.

He began to inspect the purple-gold sword bead, recognizing it as a high-grade exotic treasure capable of sword light division. This was likely the weapon used to kill the False Core Immortal. After assessing it, he began to pillage the youth’s storage bag.

The boy’s endless tricks during their chase proved he had stumbled upon incredible fortunes!

"Roar!"

As the Wolf King sifted through the storage ring, the Red Flame Sand Wolf suddenly growled. It turned its head toward the horizon, alerting its master to an approaching presence.

The Wolf King looked up.

At the edge of the vast desert, a tiny black speck was growing larger at incredible speed.

One breath passed!

Then two!

In a mere two breaths, the newcomer arrived, his features becoming distinct. He was a man with a plain face, yet he was remarkably tall and built with a frame that suggested immense physical power.

Though he didn't release a crushing aura, his very presence triggered a sense of profound danger within the Wolf King. The Wolf King searched his memory but found nothing on the stranger. One thing was certain, however: the man had come specifically for him.