Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 3: Ambush on the Way, The Dangerous World Of Immortality!

Night descends.

Lu Yuanding and his followers halted in the wilderness to rest.

It was clear that these spiritual steeds were far superior to standard horses.

Despite Lu Changsheng’s lack of equestrian experience, the full day of travel had not left him feeling fatigued.

“Lord Lu, how much longer until we reach Qingzhu Mountain?” a young man inquired at that moment.

“This spiritual steed can cover a thousand miles in a single day. At this pace, we will arrive at Qingzhu Mountain in just over half a month,” Lu Yuanding replied.

A thousand miles daily? Half a month of travel?

The group exchanged looks of utter disbelief upon hearing this.

Lu Changsheng was similarly struck dumb.

The distance was staggering.

Lu Yuanding paid no mind to the distressed expressions of the youths.

Producing a porcelain vial, he remarked, “Half a month will fly by.”

“These are Fasting Pills. Swallowing one will stave off hunger for an entire month. Here, one for each of you.”

He then handed a Fasting Pill to every person.

Lu Changsheng examined the brown, soybean-sized pill briefly before consuming it without hesitation.

Since they were already on this journey, they had to take whatever was given, even if it were toxin.

Furthermore, the Lu family had no logical reason to harm them.

After the Fasting Pills were consumed and a rest period began, some of the young men sat cross-legged to begin Cultivation, revealing they already possessed specific techniques.

Meanwhile, Li Feiyu went off alone to hone his martial arts.

Through earlier discussions, Lu Changsheng had learned that Li Feiyu was the young leader of the Crimson Whale Gang and a formidable martial artist.

At a mere eighteen years old, he was already considered a top-tier expert in the secular martial world.

Following a three or four-hour break, the group resumed their trek.

And so it went.

Fifteen days of grueling travel passed by.

“Lift your spirits; Qingzhu Mountain is just ahead,” Lu Yuanding called out to the dispirited youths behind him as he guided his spiritual steed down the official road.

The monotonous half-month journey had left everyone feeling numb and drained, both in body and soul.

Lu Changsheng also appeared quite lethargic.

In his past life, a single day in a car was uncomfortable; spending half a month on horseback was far worse.

The group's energy surged once Lu Yuanding announced their proximity to Qingzhu Mountain.

The endless days of travel were finally reaching their conclusion.

The five Lu family Cultivators accompanying them also felt a sense of relief.

Their family duty was to ensure the safe escort of these Immortal Seedlings back home.

However, at that very moment, the unexpected occurred.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

Dozens of sharp, translucent ice spikes suddenly erupted from the nearby earth, hurtling toward Lu Changsheng and his companions.

“This is bad—an ambush!”

Lu Yuanding’s face twisted in alarm as he shouted a warning.

Simultaneously, he thrust out his hand with fingers splayed. Fireballs radiating intense heat shot forth one after another, intercepting the incoming ice projectiles.

“Protect the Immortal Seedlings!”

The other five Lu family Cultivators mobilized as well, manifesting water screens and earth walls to shield Lu Changsheng and the other youths.

Despite their efforts, three Immortal Seedlings were struck by the ice spikes. The projectiles tore through their chests, and with a heavy ‘thud,’ they tumbled lifelessly from their spiritual steeds.

“So this is the world of Cultivation.”

Lu Changsheng swallowed hard as he witnessed the gruesome sight, his complexion turning pale.

Though he was a transmigrator, he had never seen such a slaughter in either his previous or current life.

This was his first time witnessing such violence.

In this instant, the brutal reality of the Cultivation world became crystal clear to him.

“Hahaha! Lu Yuanding, did you think you could bring those Immortal Seedlings back without consulting my Chen family?”

Cultivators began emerging from the ground.

At their head stood a middle-aged man draped in a voluminous red robe.

“Chen Shuisheng! You dare to act so boldly within the territory of our Qingzhu Mountain?”

Lu Yuanding glared coldly at the red-robed man.

He recognized him instantly.

It was their bitter rival, the patriarch of the Chen family from Hongye Valley!

He hadn't anticipated that the man would be daring enough to launch a sneak attack right at their doorstep.

Yet, it was undeniably the perfect spot for an ambush.

Not only was everyone exhausted, but their guard was at its lowest.

As he spoke, a yellow talisman appeared in his hand and ignited instantly.

It was a message talisman, summoning the family for reinforcements!

“Kill them all, quickly!”

Chen Shuisheng sneered. With a slight movement of his lips, he thrust his hands forward, unleashing a blast of frigid air. It solidified into razor-sharp ice spikes that flew toward Lu Yuanding.

The ten Cultivators behind him followed suit, focusing their attacks on Lu Changsheng and the remaining Immortal Seedlings.

Their objective wasn't to stop the Lu family members, but to eliminate the Immortal Seedlings!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two factions clashed violently.

The Chen family held the advantage in numbers, and because the Lu family was forced to defend the Immortal Seedlings, they were immediately pushed into a defensive struggle.

“Puff!”

Suddenly, a green blade of wind tore through the Lu family’s barrier, cleaving an Immortal Seedling standing next to Lu Changsheng in two.

Blood sprayed onto Lu Changsheng, leaving him momentarily dazed.

“Watch out!”

Another wind blade bypassed the defenses, aiming straight for Lu Changsheng.

Fortunately, Li Feiyu was quick-witted. He lunged forward and shoved Lu Changsheng to the ground, narrowly avoiding the lethal strike.

“My thanks, Brother Li.”

Lu Changsheng regained his composure, his heart racing with lingering dread.

Had Li Feiyu not intervened, that wind blade would have certainly ended him.

As a transmigrator equipped with a system, dying in such a manner would have been pathetic.

Witnessing the savagery of this world terrified him, but it also hardened his resolve to cultivate.

In this realm where the strong devour the weak, one is nothing more than an ant without power; life is as expendable as common weeds!

“Uuuuah! Cultivation is far too dangerous! I want to go home!”

“Please, let me go! I have nothing to do with this!”

“Run! If we stay, we’ll just die!”

Seeing the Lu family struggling and several of their peers dead, some of the youths broke down in tears, while others tried to bolt.

However, fate was cruel.

The moment two of them fled the Lu family's protective circle, they were incinerated by fireballs and shredded by wind blades and ice spikes. The sight froze the others in place, too terrified to move.

Currently, Lu Changsheng and the others were like sheep awaiting the knife, able only to pray that the Lu family could hold the line.

Thankfully, the sound of whistling air soon echoed from the distance.

Figures were soaring toward them from the direction of Qingzhu Mountain.

“Withdraw!”

Seeing the Lu family’s reinforcements arriving, Chen Shuisheng didn't dally. He made a snap decision and led his men in a swift retreat.

“Father, are you unharmed?”

A woman in a snow-white gown descended gracefully from the sky to Lu Yuanding’s side. Her voice was as clear as a mountain spring, her face etched with worry.

She possessed exquisite features and a lithe, elegant form. As her white dress billowed, it offered a fleeting glimpse of her pale legs. She looked like a goddess descending to the mortal realm, leaving the Immortal Seedlings—who had just cheated death—completely mesmerized.

Lu Changsheng was no exception.

Having seen countless beauties through the internet in his previous life, he believed he was immune to being starstruck.

Yet, the sight of this woman in white truly stunned him.

With her refined features, eyes like autumn pools, a straight nose, and lips like dawn clouds, she was the very definition of ethereal beauty, radiating an icy, pure aura.

Her temperament was her most striking quality.

She was graceful and aloof, like a pure Snow Lotus standing apart from the world.

If not for the concern visible on her face, she would have seemed like an immortal being.

‘If I could marry into the Lu family and have children with a woman like her, I wouldn’t mind fathering fifty or even a hundred offspring.’

The thought flickered through Lu Changsheng’s mind.

But he knew it was a fantasy.

As the daughter of the Clan Leader, there was no way she would marry a mere "breeding" son-in-law.

Such things only happened in dreams.

“Miaoge, I am fine. I am merely drained from exhausting my Qi.”

Lu Yuanding waved off his daughter’s concern.

Lu Miaoge.

Every young man etched the name of this breathtaking woman into their memory.

Lu Changsheng did the same.

As the rest of the Lu family members arrived and confirmed Lu Yuanding’s safety, they didn't dwell on the loss of the eight Immortal Seedlings.

While the deaths were regrettable, they weren't deeply grieved.

After all, the family had not yet invested any resources into those youths.

Shortly after, the group arrived safely at Qingzhu Mountain.