Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1897: 492

A few days passed.

After enjoying moments with his wives and concubines, Lu Changsheng turned to his daughter Lu Wangshu and remarked: "Your mother Miaoge is heading to Jiuxiao Immortal City. If you'd like to venture out, you can accompany her."

"Should you prefer to stay, I've arranged a puppet teacher just for you."

He had originally intended to accompany the Li sisters to the Li Family once the wasteland warfare ban ended, aiming to settle old grudges.

Yet lately, countless matters demanded his attention. Apart from practicing the Brahman Demon True Body, reshaping magical treasures, and honing divine techniques, a journey to the Five Poisons Cult in Jin Kingdom loomed as well.

In truth, he lacked the spare moments to travel to the Great Cliff Mountain Li Family alongside the Li sisters.

The primary issue was that appearing publicly as Changsheng True Master prevented him from unleashing the swift flight of the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, which would otherwise devour far too much time.

Thus, he decided to have his wife Lu Miaoge represent him, traveling with the two women instead.

"Jiuxiao Immortal City? What business does Mother have there?"

"Back in the early days, your Aunt Xingruo..."

Lu Changsheng outlined the circumstances to his daughter in broad strokes.

"Father, why not hold off a little more? Soon enough, most of the elder Li Family members will have departed this world, and the old feuds will fade away."

Lu Wangshu found her father's swift approach rather bewildering.

Noticing her father poised to tap her, she flashed a radiant grin and added quickly: "Little Li and the rest will join too, won't they? Perfect timing—I haven't visited Jiuxiao Immortal City before, so I'll tag along for a peek."

Should her mother or aunt face any tricky situations, she could intervene as the junior, smoothing things over.

With that said, she fixed her father with wide, sparkling eyes brimming with doubt: "Oh, and Father, what's this puppet teacher you brought up?"

Deep down, she scoffed inwardly, suspecting her father might have his eye on some talented female cultivator in puppetry, or perhaps that expert sought a sharp apprentice, leading him to offer her up as the bright helper.

"What wild thoughts keep swirling in your head?"

Though Lu Changsheng couldn't pinpoint his daughter's exact suspicions, he sensed their nature. He gave her forehead a gentle rap and explained: "During my time in the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, I obtained a puppet. This puppet stands as a prodigy in the puppet path..."

"Your Talisman Path progress is stalled by your current cultivation realm, hindering further advances; the core issue lies in grasping spiritual patterns, so I've secured a mentor to nurture your passion."

Lu Changsheng spoke with a touch of impatience.

"Shifting into a puppet form, commanding twelve puppets, and holding off a Nascent Soul via battle arrays?"

Lu Wangshu reeled from her father's revelation, her crimson lips agape in astonishment.

What an extraordinary ability!

Should she master puppetry to that degree and fuse it seamlessly with talisman arrays, dao soldiers, and puppets—backed by her father's clan resources—she might even crush a Nascent Soul Immortal outright.

"Indeed. If it sparks your interest, dive deep into the study."

In the past, Lu Changsheng had discouraged his daughter from chasing too many pursuits, fearing it would dilute her focus and efforts.

Yet through the years, her fascination with puppets endured.

Now, with a figure like Qian Zhuyan, a true puppet master, investing effort here promised real value.

Moreover, as Lu Wangshu geared up for Core Formation, this blend of disciplines could prove advantageous.

"Thanks, Father."

Lu Wangshu beamed in delight, already plotting ways to demonstrate her skills and claim a Third Rank puppet.

She owned several top-tier Second Rank puppets, plus a pair of near-Third Rank ones, but a genuine Third Rank puppet still eluded her.

With a Third Rank puppet master now in the household, a simple nod from her pleased father would grant her a lower-grade Third Rank puppet effortlessly.

"The best way to thank your father is through diligent study."

Lu Changsheng quipped lightly.

...

Right away, Lu Changsheng led his daughter Lu Wangshu to meet Qian Zhuyan.

He directed the latter to pass on her puppet legacy and battle formations to Lu Wangshu.

As for the fundamentals of puppetry and crafting them, those demanded extended commitment, not rapid mastery. Lu Changsheng had no intention of letting his daughter squander time on such pursuits now.

Far better to hold off until Qian Zhuyan's condition steadied, then dispatch her to instruct at White Tiger Mountain.

Next, Lu Changsheng summoned his son Lu Qingsong.

"Father, you sent for me?"

Lu Qingsong hurried into the hall, spotting Lu Changsheng in his green robe with hands clasped behind, and promptly offered a cupped-fist bow.

"Good, you're here. How's everything going? Settling in alright?"

Lu Changsheng pivoted to face his son and inquired.

Among the household's numerous offspring, Lu Qingsong embodied the epitome of averageness, plain and unremarkable.

Boasting a Seventh Grade Spiritual Root, his talents hovered just above the norm.

From managing initial family duties to governing White Tiger Mountain, then shifting to Great Dream Marsh for Dragon Fish Island oversight, and presently acting as a steward in Immortal City.

He boasted no remarkable feats, nor any blunders; wed early, built a family with wives and concubines, siring five sons and four daughters.

Fortune eluded him somewhat—four kids possessed spiritual roots, yet all showed middling aptitude.

"To reply to Father..."

Lu Qingsong, ever the traditional sort steeped in family responsibilities, conducted himself with utmost deference and decorum before Lu Changsheng, much like the clan's other descendants.

He lacked the casual ease of Lu Qingshan, Lu Qingqi, or Lu Wangshu.

From Lu Qingsong's account, Lu Changsheng gleaned that his son had channeled most energies into family matters, somewhat abandoning personal cultivation.

Still, his Third Level Foundation Establishment cultivation betrayed a trace of reluctant acceptance.

Such an outcome felt entirely expected.

With only a Seventh Grade Spiritual Root, Lu Qingsong's path offered gradual, painstaking gains at best, perhaps aided by a Breakthrough Elixir to hit Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, but climbing higher would prove arduous.

Unless he opted to depart the clan, braving the outer world in pursuit of rare chances.

"You're doing fine, but remember not to slack on cultivation amid your routines."

Lu Changsheng advised mildly, and with his words, a jade vial materialized in his grasp: "On this expedition, I came upon a Heaven-replenishing Elixir. It purifies Innate Spiritual Roots, boosting their quality. Take it, and your cultivation ahead will yield double the results."