Lu Changsheng thought of Meng Xiaochan, whom he encountered on his way back from Jiuxiao Immortal City.
But at that time, all he remembered was to save people and he forgot to ask about the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm.
If the other party knew about the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, or through understanding of insect gu they could give him some advice, it might be beneficial to the growth of the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm.
As he thought of Meng Xiaochan, Lu Changsheng also thought of Nangong Mili, and his daughter Nangong Yaoyao.
He didnât know what situation his daughter was in now, nor how her life was.
This daughter had grown up in the Demon Sect since childhood, would she develop some kind of demonic womanâs character?
Considering Nangong Mili and Meng Xiaochan, Lu Changsheng thought that this possibility was quite significant.
âSighâŚâ
Lu Changsheng, thinking about his daughter turning into a demoness like those from the Demon Sect, felt quite troubled.
He glanced at the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm and walked out of his cave abode.
Through helping Ling Zixiao and Xiao Xiyue with their cultivation, he dispersed the worries in his heart.
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One month later.
Inside Changsheng Hall, his cave abode.
âCondense!â
Lu Changsheng activated the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art, with golden light flowing in his palm.
Under the condensation of mana, the Hundred Steeds Towering Pagoda Lock began to gradually assimilate with his palm.
It took three days for the genuine magical treasure to merge into the bones of Lu Changshengâs hand, causing a chain pattern with a shadow of a ghostly horse to appear on the back of his hand.
âNot bad, the Demonic Path magical treasure is fairly decent too, it doesnât have too much of an impact.â
After Lu Changsheng finished condensing the Hundred Steeds Towering Pagoda Lock, he moved his palm slightly and gave a slight nod.
He knew that the main purpose of the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art was to extract the origin source of magical treasures, and it wouldnât affect the effectiveness of the treasures.
Unless he used the âBaogu Method,â to cultivate his Treasure Bones with the magic treasures.
However, now having so many methods at his disposal, Lu Changsheng didnât plan to waste the origin source of the magical treasure to nourish his Treasure Bones, which was a lifesaving method.
Glancing at the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm still in its cocoon, Lu Changsheng walked out of Changsheng Hall and went to the Lu Family Mansion.
âHusbandâŚ.â
Qu Zhenzhen had just seen Lu Changsheng and immediately called out to him with a look of grievance.
âZhenzhen, whatâs wrong?â
Seeing his petite wifeâs expression, Lu Changsheng immediately asked with concern.
Qu Zhenzhen was normally naĂŻve and lively, taking nothing to heart, always carefree and cheerful.
Suddenly seeing her like this, Lu Changsheng thought something might have happened.
âHusband, you tell Lu QuanzhenâŚâ
Qu Zhenzhen complained to Lu Changsheng, saying that their son Lu Quanzhen wasnât listening to her at all.
She saw that Lu Yun had already taken concubines and Lu Miaoyun was arranging a marriage for their son. Naturally, she started caring about her own sonâs affairs as well. đ§ĂÎáťŕ¸żĆĹ
After all, Lu Quanzhen was a year older than Lu Yun.
When she approached Lu Quanzhen about this matter, at first he agreed just fine.
But after so much time has passed without any progress, he subsequently rejected all her arrangements and is now avoiding her, which made her feel very wronged.
âCough cough, cultivators generally marry quite late, plus Quanzhen is not that old.â
Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng said so.
He knew his son Lu Quanzhenâs personality; Lu Quanzhen had his opinions and goals, took his cultivation very seriously, and completely lacked the idea of marrying.
Thus, as a father, he usually wouldnât push for marriage.
âBut getting married doesnât affect cultivation, does it? Miaoyun said whatever Xiao Yun would listen to, but Quanzhen wonât listen to me at all now, and is even avoiding me.â
Qu Zhenzhen said feeling very wronged.
âCough cough, donât be upset, Iâll talk to Quanzhen later and ask about his thoughts.â
Lu Changsheng didnât quite know what to say in that moment.
Compared to Lu Quanzhen, his son Lu Yun was somewhat less decisive and listened to Lu Miaoyunâs words a lot.
This was also the difference between Lu Miaoyun and Qu Zhenzhenâs personalities.
Lu Miaoyun was quite strict with the children on a daily basis.
However, even after so many years, Qu Zhenzhen still acted a bit like a child who hadnât grown up.
Compared to Lu Quanzhen, she seemed more childlike.
Furthermore, Lu Changsheng strongly suspected that when Qu Zhenzhen said Lu Quanzhen had agreed, it was likely because she nagged him until he could only reluctantly consent.
After all, this son, when experiencing the secular world before, always reported the good and not the bad.
Fearing that Qu Zhenzhen would learn of any minor harm he suffered, he didnât want to be nagged by her endlessly.
âMm-hm.â
Qu Zhenzhen, hearing this, immediately nodded happily.
Although her son was rebellious and disobedient, she still trusted Lu Changshengâs words a lot.
Plus she knew, her son always listened to his fatherâs words.
Then she also brought up their daughter Lu Yuzhen.
This daughter was not young either, and could also consider marriage affairs.
âYuzhen is just in Hushan Town, letâs go see her later, and ask for her own thoughts.â
Lu Changsheng said kindly.
After chatting with his wife Qu Zhenzhen for a while, Lu Changsheng also took the opportunity to care about their son Lu Pingâanâs progress with the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art.
Seeing that his cultivation was still at the introductory stage, Lu Changsheng gave some guidance before telling him to continue cultivating seriously.
Thinking of encouraging his son, he took out the Black Dragon Magical Bead and handed it to Lu Pingâan.
He indicated that once the son was proficient with the technique, he could teach him to refine and incorporate the treasure into his body for cultivation.
âDad, you are giving me this magical treasure. What about yourself, donât you need it?â
Lu Pingâan, hearing about refining and integrating the magical treasure into his body, was shocked when Lu Changsheng actually handed a magical treasure to him.
Though he was just a Qi Refinement cultivator, he also understood the significance of a magical treasure.
âNo matter, I can make do with something else.â
Lu Changsheng, appearing gratified, waved his hand saying so.
âThank you, father!â
Lu Pingâan said with a face full of gratitude and a respectful tone.
In his heart, he was resolved not to let his father down.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.
That day, Lu Changsheng received news: at Wugong Ridge, the Elder Ancestor of the Zheng Family had passed away!