Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1959: 512: Demon Fetus Parasitism, Yan Lan Breaks Through! (Double-Length) (2)
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Even though others had disturbed the ancient lair before.
A Nascent Soul Cultivator couldn't stir up nearly as much disturbance as Lu Quanzhen, who was merely at Core Formation.
"Excellent, excellent, fine disciple, you've done splendidly. Should you manage to unlock the ancient lair, your master will certainly reward you handsomely!"
Shi Hai True Monarch burst into hearty laughter while advancing toward the sight.
He hadn't formally taken Lu Quanzhen under his wing as a disciple; it remained merely a formal tie.
Still, through this superficial master-disciple bond, once the ancient lair unlocks, he could seize the chance to claim extra gains.
"This young fellow has secured the authentic legacy of Demonic Techniques, yet his cultivation base remains too weak, only at early Core Formation. I doubt it'll suffice to breach this lair."
A voice rang out, acknowledging that the prize ahead wouldn't yield without effort.
"I possess a Divine Ability Secret Skill capable of boosting this person's cultivation to late Core Formation, or possibly half-step Nascent Soul, which might finally crack open the lair."
At that instant, yet another Nascent Soul Cultivator voiced his thought, sending chills racing through Lu Quanzhen's body.The Life Burning Secret Technique was something he had indeed practiced.
Currently at the third layer of Core Formation, the peak surge could only lift him to the middle stage of Core Formation.
Should it push him to late Core Formation, survival might come at the cost of shattering his Dao Foundation completely.
As for half-step Nascent Soul... he dreaded it would leave him as nothing more than scattered bones.
"Hmph, that secret technique sounds intriguing—why not apply it to yourself and surge to late Nascent Soul for our entertainment?"
Though Shi Hai True Monarch cared little for Lu Quanzhen's fate, he refused to yield easily, given the youth's link to the ancient lair's treasures.
"In that case, why not hold off a while? Within the Secret Realm, numerous inheritors of the Kunpeng Demon Technique exist—perhaps once they're all gathered, they can unite to force the lair open."
From behind the veiled throne, the Six Paths Demon Consort then uttered her words, her tone languid and detached, laced with irresistible allure.
Her suggestion drew no resistance from the assembled cultivators.
After all, they had all ventured into the Secret Realm chasing fortunes.
With Lu Quanzhen offering a path to unlocking the ancient lair, no one felt the urge to clash fatally over it.
"Young friend, how did you refine the Kunpeng Demon Technique to such heights? Care to explain, so we might better seize this chance? Don't worry—you'll get your fair share of the rewards."
Another figure turned to Lu Quanzhen then, burning with curiosity about his mastery of the Kunpeng Demon Technique.
Word was that the Kunpeng Demon Technique had long roamed the Starry Sky Sea, mostly faded away, surviving only in fragmented forms.
In light of that, Lu Quanzhen's hold on the genuine demonic legacy struck many as utterly puzzling.
"Forgive me, senior, but this art forms the cornerstone of my sect's heritage and cannot be revealed."
Lu Quanzhen replied with icy composure.
His sole safeguard now lay in his command of the "Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique" tied to this Secret Realm—these experts wouldn't slay him before extracting the main prize.
Yet if he spilled the technique's inner workings and others duplicated it, stripping its uniqueness, calamity would surely follow.
Besides, loose lips invite peril!
Facing a crowd of Nascent Soul True Lords, weaving deceptions proved nearly impossible.
His triumph in cultivating the "Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique" stemmed wholly from aid by his father, Lu Changsheng—exposing it would spell doom for him and his kin.
"This young friend hails from the Demonic Sect, yet Daoist Gongyang covets their legacy—does he not fear repercussions?"
Wugu Old Demon grinned with malicious glee.
The mere mention of Demonic Sect made the gathered cultivators tense up a bit, clearly familiar with its infamous standing.
Still, that was the extent of it for them.
At worst, they'd tread warily around Lu Quanzhen, avoiding any traces that might alert the Demonic Sect.
Nearby, a Confucian-robed man, catching the phrase Demonic Sect, cast several extra glances at Lu Quanzhen.
Backed by Shi Hai True Monarch, Wugu Old Demon, and the Demonic Sect's shadow, none dared hassle Lu Quanzhen further.
He seized the moment to study the runes encircling the ancient lair and the wafting Kunpeng aura, refining his own technique and insights.
As moments slipped by, increasing numbers of cultivators converged on the ancient lair.
Lu Quanzhen spotted various inheritors who practiced the Kunpeng Demon Technique.
Some resisted like him, while others obeyed commands from above.
One constant held: none among them had reached Nascent Soul.
"Truly, the Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique demands immense effort to master. Absent father's guidance, I never could have grasped it fully."
"These folks mostly wield the 'Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demonic Technique'—pushing it onward risks deviation, amplifying Heavenly Tribulation's fury, leaving Nascent Soul beyond their grasp."
Lu Quanzhen kept his expression steady, lost in thought as he scanned the scene, seeking any opening for flight.
Yet in the Starry Sky Sea, lines between righteous and demonic blurred entirely.
For example, he observed several Righteous Cultivators showing no drive to purge demons or uphold the Dao against Wugu Old Demon or the Six Paths Demon Consort.
Only among certain Nascent Soul Cultivators did factional grudges spark true hostility.
But inside the Secret Realm, under open skies, even they shelved old feuds, blocking any shot at escape for him.
"Shi Hai follows an upright cultivation path, aligned with Righteous Cultivation, yet he allies with Wugu Old Demon, addressing him as Daoist, blind to righteous-demonic divides."
Lu Quanzhen sensed utter despair, his mind blanking on ways to slip away amid the vigil of Nascent Soul powerhouses.
"My only shot is the lair cracking open, treasures emerging, and them turning on each other, forgetting me."
"Then, with father's Substitute Talisman and uncle's hidden treasure, a spark of survival might ignite."
While Lu Quanzhen mulled this over, Shi Hai True Monarch approached and clapped his shoulder: "Fine disciple, nearly everyone's assembled—press on with your efforts."
Beneath the scrutiny of countless Nascent Soul Cultivators, Lu Quanzhen joined fellow demon technique practitioners in channeling mana into the looming ancient lair.