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

A few days had 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 could join her."

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

His original intention had been to accompany the Li sisters to the Li Family once the wasteland warfare ban lifted, settling those old grudges.

Yet in these recent years, countless matters demanded his attention. Apart from cultivating the Brahman Demon True Body, reforging magical treasures, and honing divine skills, a journey to the Five Poisons Cult in Jin Kingdom loomed necessary.

He simply lacked the spare moments to travel to the Great Cliff Mountain Li Family alongside the Li sisters.

Moreover, appearing there publicly as Changsheng True Master would hinder the swift pace of the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, wasting precious 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 gave his daughter a broad overview of the circumstances.

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

Lu Wangshu couldn't help feeling a touch exasperated by her father's swift approach to matters.

Noticing her father poised to give her a light rap, she flashed a radiant smile and added quickly: "Little Li and the rest are tagging along too, aren't they? Perfect timing—I haven't visited Jiuxiao Immortal City before, so I'll tag along to see it."

Should her mother or aunts face any tricky situations unfit for their status, she could intervene as the younger one to sort things out.

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 smirked 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 notions keep swirling in that head of yours?"

Though Lu Changsheng couldn't pinpoint his daughter's exact thoughts, he sensed the drift. He gave her forehead a gentle tap and explained: "While exploring the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, I obtained a puppet, and this one stands as a prodigy in the puppet path..."

"Your progress in the Talisman Path stalls because of your current cultivation realm, blocking further advances; the core issue lies in grasping those spiritual patterns, so I've secured a mentor to nurture your passion."

Lu Changsheng spoke with a hint of impatience.

"Shifting into a puppet, commanding twelve puppets, and holding off a Nascent Soul with battle formations?"

Lu Wangshu reeled from her father's description, her crimson lips parting in astonishment.

What an extraordinary technique!

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

"Indeed, if it sparks your interest, dive deep into your studies."

In the past, Lu Changsheng had hesitated to let his daughter chase too many pursuits, fearing it would dilute her focus and efforts.

But 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.

Furthermore, 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 prove her worth and claim a Third Rank puppet.

She owned several top-tier Second Rank puppets, plus a pair of quasi-Third Rank ones, yet a genuine Third Rank puppet eluded her grasp.

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

"The best way to thank your father is to study diligently."

Lu Changsheng quipped in a lighthearted manner.

...

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

He directed the puppet master to pass on her puppet heritage and battle formations to Lu Wangshu.

Regarding the deeper principles of puppets and their crafting, those demanded ongoing commitment, not quick mastery. Lu Changsheng had no intention of letting his daughter squander time on them now.

Better to hold off until Qian Zhuyan's condition steadied, then have her 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 clad in a green robe with hands clasped behind his back, and promptly offered a cupped-hand bow.

"You've arrived. How's everything going these days? Settling in alright?"

Lu Changsheng pivoted to face his son and inquired.

Among the household's numerous offspring, Lu Qingsong embodied the epitome of steadiness—or rather, plain reliability without flair.

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

From managing initial family duties to leading White Tiger Mountain, then shifting to Great Dream Marsh for Dragon Fish Island oversight, and now 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 hadn't smiled brightly, though—only four kids possessed spiritual roots, all middling in potential.

"To reply to Father..."

Lu Qingsong, ever the traditional sort steeped in family responsibilities, conducted himself with utmost deference and propriety 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 poured his energies chiefly into family matters, somewhat abandoning personal cultivation.

Yet, eyeing his Third Level Foundation Establishment realm, a subtle air of acceptance lingered.

Such an outcome felt entirely expected.

With only a Seventh Grade Spiritual Root, Lu Qingsong's hard work might at most yield gradual strides or a Breakthrough Elixir to hit Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, but pushing beyond proved arduous.

Unless he opted to depart the clan, wandering afar in pursuit of fortunes.

"Doing well enough, but remember not to slack on cultivation amid your routines."

Lu Changsheng advised gently, and with his words, a porcelain vial materialized in his grasp: "On this trip, I gained a Heaven-replenishing Elixir, capable of refining Innate Spiritual Roots and boosting their quality. Take it, and your cultivation ahead will yield double the results."