Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2028: 535: The Might of the Tier-4 Puppet! (part 2)

It is common knowledge that crafting a Third Rank Top Level Puppet is not only an arduous task, but the materials required could easily be used to forge multiple Top-Level Magical Treasures, rendering it a possession of immense worth.

"Boom!"

Under the expert guidance of Shen Yiren, the Giant Shark Puppet lunged forward to crash violently against the Ghost Ship, unleashing a display of raw, terrifying power.

The impact between these two behemoths spawned waves of energy as vast as the sea itself, neither side yielding a single inch of ground.

"There is truly no need for my direct intervention."

Observing the combat prowess of Shen Yiren, Lu Changsheng mused silently to himself.

According to his divination, the circumstances did not require him to reveal his full might.

Though she typically presented a gentle and graceful demeanor to the world, her current combat style suggested she was surely the preeminent figure standing beneath the rank of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Unless a Nascent Soul True Lord were to descend upon her directly, she would find very few rivals capable of challenging her.

"Old Crocodile, focus your efforts on that woman!"

The lanky, aged man aboard the Ghost Ship commanded the Desert Sea Crocodile God, before taking a deep drag from his pipe and exhaling a dark haze that twisted like a serpent. Simultaneously, a small flask dangled from his pipe, erupting with a deluge of tiny, sand-like insects.

"Little girl, do you really fancy your chances at slighting me?"

Upon hearing this, the Desert Sea Crocodile God, a massive warrior, swelled in stature as his power surged. Leveraging an overwhelming Qi-Blood Physique, he brandished his Crocodile Scissors and launched a desperate assault on Shen Yiren.

"Tsk tsk tsk, such potent large-scale Magical Treasures, coupled with refined Magical Dual Cultivation techniques—these forty thieves of the Star Sea are truly exceptional. It is no wonder rumors circulate that they hail from the elite forces of the Starry Sky Sea."

Watching the chaos unfold, Lu Changsheng pondered his next move. He activated his Iron Wood Magic Wand and conjured a sturdy, shield-shaped Magical Treasure, intercepting the path of the Desert Sea Crocodile God.

Given the flow of the battle, Shen Yiren possessed sufficient capability to hold her ground, negating any necessity for him to exert himself entirely.

Furthermore, any move he made needed to remain consistent with his established persona as the "Xuanmu Taoist."

In truth, the underlying reason was that Lu Changsheng felt the pull of fate, sensing that this ambush held secrets deeper than they appeared.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The engagement intensified, rippling with successive waves of Mana.

While Lu Changsheng’s contribution stayed deceptively modest, the combination of Shen Yiren and her Five-Colored Spirit Deer, a Third Rank Top Level Puppet, maintained a steady advantage.

However, Shen Yiren specialized in the Nourishing Life Technique, and neither she nor her beast were suited for prolonged, aggressive slaughter; otherwise, they might have already disabled one of their foes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Reinforcements from Penglai Island soon emerged, deploying three cultivators—one at the Middle Stage Core Formation and two at the Initial Stage.

While they could not provide decisive damage in such a high-stakes struggle, they offered valuable remote support to hinder the enemies.

Even with this influx of power, Shen Yiren’s offensive pressure failed to force the Star Sea Thief to retreat.

Just as Lu Changsheng felt a pang of confusion, a monumental disturbance erupted in the distance.

The surge of power was so immense that it shook the very heavens and earth, churning the sea and sweeping across a radius of hundreds of miles around Penglai Island.

Nascent Soul!

A Nascent Soul True Lord had entered the fray!

"Good heavens, what is the meaning of this?"

"Which Nascent Soul True Lord dares to provoke Penglai Island?"

Not only Lu Changsheng, but every cultivator within the walls of Penglai Immortal City felt the crushing weight of that aura, their spirits trembling in existential fear.

They could not imagine who would possess the audacity to assault this bastion.

It was common knowledge that alongside the distinguished Goddess Palace, Penglai Island was home to two Nascent Soul True Lords, solidifying its status as a top-tier power in the Starry Sky Sea.

"Indeed!"

Lu Changsheng’s eyes narrowed focus, realizing that a situation of this magnitude necessitated the presence of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Yet, he remained puzzled as to which faction would invest such effort to lay siege to Penglai Immortal City.

To attack solely to rattle the reputation of Penglai Island seemed illogical.

Lu Changsheng pondered the mystery briefly before turning his gaze back to his immediate surroundings, concluding that the two thieves were merely playing for time.

Regardless, he kept his focus level, continuing to exert pressure while feigning standard effort.

As an Honorary Elder of both Penglai Island and the Goddess Palace, these high-level games of political maneuvering were outside his immediate scope.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Under the weight of seemingly equal impacts, the spiritual radiance of the Ghost Ship flickered erratically, its Qi aura beginning to wane.

Of course, the strain of managing multiple Magical Treasures and operating a Third Rank Top Level Puppet began to fatigue Shen Yiren. Her fair and delicate features grew flushed with labored breathing, her Mana flow stuttering.

Witnessing this, Lu Changsheng subtly ramped up his output, hoping to conclude the skirmish.

At that precise moment, a spectral silhouette emerged from the murky fog surrounding the Ghost Ship, launching a surprise strike at Shen Yiren.

"Watch out!"

Lu Changsheng shouted, lunging forward to position his shield Magical Treasure between her and the threat, yet she still staggered backward, a streak of blood leaking from her lips.

"Poison!"

A moment later, Lu Changsheng registered the presence of a potent toxin permeating the air.

His Chaos Body—reaping the benefits of the Calamitous Poison Body and the Flawless Heavenly Fragrance Body—was hypersensitive to such substances.

Although the poison was invisible and lacked scent, easily evading the senses of most experts, it stood out starkly to Lu Changsheng.

"Exercise caution—this is poisoned."

Lu Changsheng warned Shen Yiren and the nearby Core Formation cultivators in a sharp tone.

Sensing the danger, Shen Yiren’s Five-Colored Spirit Deer let out a shrill cry, surrounding its mistress in a five-colored barrier that purged the area of the miasma.

Taking advantage of the momentary lapse, the Desert Sea Crocodile God unleashed a tyrannical blow. His massive, crocodile-jawed weapon combined with a chain-bound artifact to exude a terrifying, majestic force.

"Puff!"

Already compromised by the previous strike, Shen Yiren’s face drained of color as she coughed up a spray of blood, reeling under the weight of the assault.

"Third Palace Master!"

With no time to consider propriety, Lu Changsheng rushed forward, catching the graceful Shen Yiren before she could fall, and simultaneously deployed two Third Rank Top Level Talismans to hold the Desert Sea Crocodile God at bay.