Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1992: 523:

"Though the logic holds true, why does it strike so deeply at the soul?"

"Should someone have access to divine spirit herbs, supreme pills, and no dread of Dao wounds, then braving trials of life and death to awaken one's latent talents truly stands as a powerful means to advance one's cultivation."

"Yet, such feats are reserved for the direct heirs of immortal sects and scions of great powers. For us to attempt it, we risk lingering damages that could shatter our Dao journey midway."

With those words exchanged, a wave of self-pity swept through the gathered cultivators.

Moments ticked by slowly, leaving both Lu Lingxiao and the Bear King utterly drained.

"Six Yang Burning Sky!"

In that instant, Lu Lingxiao sensed he was on his final breath; the nirvana fire he'd nearly kindled blazed fiercely, compelling his remaining qi and blood magical power to unleash the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror.

"Boom!"

The Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror trembled violently, unleashing a scorching beam that utterly impaled and incinerated the Bear King’s already ravaged heart.

The Bear King’s ragged, gore-drenched and scorched colossal form stiffened, poised to collapse.

Lu Wangshu swiftly commanded her talismans, weaving them into binding chains that hauled the beast's immense frame away, sparing Lu Lingxiao from its crushing fall.

"It’s finished, the Third Rank Demon King has fallen!"

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator has slain a Third Rank Demon King—even with a horde assaulting it, this feat warrants a place in Jiang Country’s annals."

"It wasn’t a full-fledged Third Rank Demon King anyhow; the Bear King had been gravely injured and manipulated, wholly ensnared by another's will."

"What’s going on with this Young City Lord?"

The cultivators present gazed upon the mighty Bear King’s heavy downfall, then shifted their eyes to Lu Lingxiao, seated cross-legged nearby.

Even in his seated posture, he seemed devoid of any spark of life.

"Wangshu, what’s the matter here?"

Qin Yi and the rest turned their attention to Lu Lingxiao as well, noting his waning vitality, their faces etched with shock and doubt.

"No need to fret; he’s employing a hidden cultivation art, the break and stand method."

Lu Wangshu approached Lu Lingxiao and offered this explanation, even as worry flashed across her lovely gaze.

Senior Red Lotus had indeed planned ahead to avert any grave problems.

Still, in matters such as this, a single error could spell disaster—even if Lu Lingxiao survived, it might inflict severe harm, undermining his core foundation and Dao path.

"Break and stand..."

Upon hearing that, comprehension dawned; they grasped that Lu Lingxiao’s earlier frantic combat approach aimed precisely at achieving break and stand.

However, everyone knew this secret technique demanded immense peril, forcing one into utter desperation for a chance at rebirth.

A minor slip could trap him in irreversible catastrophe.

In that tense instant, all eyes fixed intently on Lu Lingxiao.

Lu Chensha summoned his array of spiritual pets, which dove eagerly into devouring the Third Rank Demon King’s remains.

This was, after all, an uncommon treat; his spiritual pets rarely dined so lavishly.

Lu Wangshu lifted her hand with grace, summoning over a dozen Third Rank Talismans that orbited above her, while her stunning eyes scanned the encircling cultivators.

At this stage of the secret realm, concealment served no purpose; it was plain that the entire realm had been crafted for Lu Lingxiao.

"Those are... Third Rank Talismans?"

"Heavens, that’s eighteen Third Rank Talismans—even a Nascent Soul Immortal would back away!"

"With thirty-six Second Rank Talisman Soldiers and eighteen Third Rank Talismans in play, only a covert Nascent Soul Immortal strike could challenge them."

The distant cultivators witnessed Lu Wangshu’s display, their features contorting in a mix of greed and resentment.

Yet, upon learning of Lu Lingxiao’s role as Young City Lord, they accepted their place as mere attendants to the prince’s learning, abandoning dreams of claiming the top prize.

Instead, their gazes turned back to Lu Lingxiao, curious about his state.

Not long afterward, as Lu Lingxiao remained cross-legged, faint golden glows emerged on his left hand, sparking a vivid red blaze.

This fire gradually extended over his whole arm, climbing to his torso, opposite limb, and legs below, transforming him into a roaring inferno.

Throughout this transformation, Lu Lingxiao’s life energy surged ever more vigorously, an overwhelming force saturating the surroundings.

"What sort of technique is this?"

"It has to be a supreme divine ability or secret art!"

"This Young City Lord takes such bold gambles for good cause!"

"The secret realm must be nearing its close now, wouldn’t you say?"

The onlooking cultivators studied Lu Lingxiao’s transformation, piecing it together, yet their enthusiasm waned, as they began anticipating the realm’s conclusion.

Though desires lingered to grasp additional fortunes in the remaining time, the threat of Lu Wangshu’s eighteen Third Rank Talismans quelled any reckless urges.

As moments drifted onward, amid the engulfing flames, Lu Lingxiao appeared to endure a golden body nirvana, his vitality gleaming brighter and brighter, suffused with pristine golden light.

It was evident he was experiencing a rebirth through nirvana.

After some indeterminate span, Lu Lingxiao’s eyes snapped open, his essence, qi, and spirit surging to a historic zenith.

"You’ve toiled greatly."

Lu Lingxiao addressed Lu Wangshu with those words, offering a nod to Lu Qingxuan and the group.

This fierce clash illuminated for him the reason his father deemed his momentum lacking.

While he projected an aura of invincibility, forging a truly unyielding heart and unstoppable drive required more than mere days.

Sheltered perpetually beneath the family’s protection, absent the trial of self-immolation, probing the depths of his resolve proved challenging.

Regarding self-reliance...

Such a solitary path clashed with his nature and circumstances, rendering the lone invincible way a thorny trail.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a radiant pillar burst forth from the secret realm’s far horizon, accompanied by the rise of yet another Third Rank Demon King’s presence.

"What’s going on?"

"Why is there another Third Rank Demon King!?"

The cultivators poised for the realm’s finale stood stunned.

How were they supposed to proceed now?

"Fellow Daoists, will you unite with me to fell this Demon King!"

In response, Lu Lingxiao ascended skyward, rallying the secret realm’s cultivators to band together against the Demon King.